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.

I'm The Boss

 

I had been and intern for this company now for over a month and my boss had been making my time here hell. He was a horrible bully, but I could go to speak to anyone about it because he was boss, there was no one above him who could reprimand him. I was thinking about quitting and giving up, but that would mean that he had won, and I couldn’t do that.

Looking through the internet one evening, I was looking for something that could help, there had to be some advice somewhere on the internet. I stumbled across a blog, documenting this other guys experience interning with another company with a horrible boss.

They were saying how they had possessed their boss and taken over his life, Turing the company around for the better. It really stood out to me, I mean sure it was probably just one of those silly transformation stories on the internet, like the many I had read before, but what if this was real?

At the end of the blog, the final post was instructions on how to possess someone else. It didn’t seem that hard, just had to make weird herbal tea, which apparently opens the body for procession and be the first person to touch them after the drink.

It took a few days of searching, some of the herbs were rare, but I managed to find them in the local Chinese market, and brewed the tea for my boss. Pouring it into his favourite cup I knocked on the door to his office and entered. 

“Ah, finally brought my morning coffee. have ya?” he growled angrily.

“I - umm - we’re out of coffee, but this tea was in the break room” I said nervously, handing him the cup.

“Not good enough!” he yelled, “Go out and get some actual coffee” sniffing the tea before giving it a sip, it must have been good because he downed it pretty quickly in one go. This was my chance, I reached over to take the cup back, making sure to brush my hand against his as I did so. It didn't even take one second of contact between to two of up for me to black out.

Opening my eyes I found myself still in my bosses office, but there was no sign of my boss, looking around and orientating my self, I found myself sitting at my bosses desk. Had it worked? I looked down at my body, finding a much larger and muscular body that my formerly slim body. Man, this feels so good.

Locking the office down I took time to explore my new body, turns out my boss was actually covered in tattoos, something I wasn’t really expecting, he had kept them well hidden under his shirt. Undoing my bosses, or rather my tie, I sat back down in my new chair, looking through the various draws, I found a few cigars. Taking one out I held it between my fingers, things were going to change around here.

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”

 

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.

Just One Pill

 

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.

Becoming Coach

When Adam wished to be the strongest guy in the school, he was hoping to get bigger than Mason, his bully and the star of the school football team. But the next day he woke up in a completely different bed, his arms wrapped around a woman.

Sliding out of the bed he awkwardly made his way to the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Turning on the light he looked in the mirror and was shocked to see the coach of the football team looking back at him.

He spent the next few minutes touching and poking himself, running his hands through the beard that adorned his face and feeling up his now much larger muscles. He smirked when he pulled the waistband of his sweatpants and was greeted by a huge surprise, he’d never seen one this big in all his life, and he had watched a lot of porn. 

That was a month ago and it didn’t seem like he would be going back to his old body anytime soon. Speaking of his old body, it approached him the first day he went into school, it was weird seeing his old body in front of him. Adam thought that coach would be unhappy to be in a scrawny geeky body, but he was happy, apparently he was unhappy with his old life, explaining that he was secretly gay, but never had the courage to come out, but now had the perfect opportunity. Seems like things worked out for the both of them and they both got their wish granted.

 

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.