Calling the plumber
One bad thing about Scott's and Cody’s relationship was that they both were almost stereotypically gay in a lot of senses. Both were thin and lithe, had a somewhat androgynous appearance. They were stylish and well-groomed and even their professions were a little bit gay: Scott was the bartender at a gay club and Cody was a hair stylist.
All of that wasn't much of a problem of course. What *was* problematic however, at least at the moment, was, that neither of them had any proficiency in handicraft. So, it didn't come as a surprise that the two of them stood rather clueless in front of the clearly leaking sink in their kitchen.
Scott was the first one to speak. "It looks bad."
Cody sighed and nodded in agreement. "Yep. Looks like we need to call a plumber."
"Oof. It's Sunday, that's gonna cost us! Are you sure there's no other way?" Scott was the one managing their finances and he wasn't too happy about having to pay out for repairs.
Cody shrugged. "Well, we can't very well fix it ourselves, right? Or do you know anything about fixing water pipes?"
Scott frowned and scratched his head. "Not exactly. But..."
Cody looked at Scott expectantly. "You're gonna try it?"
Scott shrugged his shoulders. "I can at least try. It's not going to get leakier, right?"
"Well..." Cody was about to point out that, indeed, Scott could very much make it worse than the current leak, but he refrained from doing so. Instead, he pointed out: "You know, this is one of the times where a stereotypical straight guy would be useful. You know the type, Mr. fix-it-all-by-yourself."
"Sadly, we don't have that, honey. Now, let's get my dad's tools."
Shortly after, Scott was with his head under the sink.
"Now, let's see. Perhaps, I can just use one of those clampy thingies... to make it tighter?"
"I think they are called wrenches?" Cody tried to be helpful.
"Isn't that a slur for women?" Scott asked, while trying his best with the tool.
"No, that's a wench!" Cody laughed. "Are you alright down there?"
"Yeah, I just need to..." Suddenly, the resistance vanished, and the dripping of water became a small jet.
"Oh, for fucks sake!" Scott cried out, completely atypical for him.
"Everything alright?" Cody asked and cleared his throat. His voice sounded coarser than before.
"Yeah, sorry about the mess, Sir." Scott mumbled. Sir? Where did that come from? He did have other things to think about, though. He felt uncomfortable and shifted his position under the sink. His body was expanding in every direction: His frame became wider, and his arms and legs exploded with muscles.
There was an audible ripping sound from his shirt as it got stretched to the breaking point by his growing pecs.
Hair grew in quickly, both on his chest and his chin, giving him a rugged and somewhat older look.
"Shit", he cursed under his breath and quickly selected a more suitable tool from his toolbox. With a flex of his incredible biceps, he made short process of the jet of water he caused, allowing him to get to the root cause of the problem. The pipes were old and grimy, and the leak would surely not be the last. "That's a fine mess you got down here, Sir. You should replace the pipes as soon as possible."
Cody was distracted by his own observations. At first, he quite enjoyed the show as his boyfriends lower body that was sticking out under the sink elongated and became beefier by the second - including, especially, the large package in the dirty pants-turned-workpants of Scott and the hairy abdomen.
But soon, his focus shifted to his own body. His jeans and shirt quickly dissolved, leaving him standing in just his underwear. Instead of his usual meek body, however, an equally fit body that was sculpted in the gym formed: big arms, a massive chest and trunks of legs grew on him, giving him a magnificent appearance.
However, as his body grew, his intellect diminished: His square face looked at the plumber under his sink with less and less intelligence in his eyes. His sight didn't stick to the other man's groin anymore, of course: He wasn't gay and just didn't see that kind of thing on a man. Instead, he scratched his ass through his dirty white underwear and answered in a dull voice:
"Uh, don't worry about the mess, dude. I'm not a neat-freak. Can you replace the pipes for me, bro?"
Cody earned enough money as a fitness trainer, but the truth was, even though he certainly was a real man, he wasn't very good with stuff around the house, mainly because he was too dumb for it. So, he just called a specialist for everything he needed done to his bachelor pad.
Scott crawled out from under the sink. "Sure thing, Sir." he said. "But not on a Sunday, I'm afraid. I won't get the parts I need. Besides, my wife and kids are waiting for me at home with dinner. I suggest you call my office tomorrow."
"Awesome, bro", Cody beamed a happy, yet dim smile at Scott. "Thanks for coming over on such short notice."
He handed the plumber his money and brought him to the door, watching the mid-thirties man drive away in his dirty van. Now that this was taken care of, what now? Ah, probably what he had planned before the sink accident interrupted him. He plopped down on the couch, fished out his half-hard cock and unpaused the porn video that had been on the big screen the whole time.
I know gay-to-straight is a sensitive topic and I do get that we all encounter enough homophobia in our everyday's lifes that we don't need to encourage it in fantasy. So, while I will occasionally continue to write gay-to-straight TFs, I will try to not hit the "lib to con", "MAGA" or homophobia track but express it as another sexuality and the tropes that come with it.
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No Homophobia In Good Omens
One of my favourite things about Good Omens is how there’s no homophobia.
Despite the biblical references, Aziraphale & Crowley’s relationship isn’t seen as a sin because of their sexuality.
Some may argue and say it’s because they’re an angel and a demon; they don’t have genders; therefore, they’re not gay. But they still present themselves as male humans to the general public and males around each other and Heaven and Hell.
Heaven and Hell don’t hate Aziraphale and Crowley’s relationship because it seems like a same-sex relationship.
Heaven and Hell don’t like Aziraphale & Crowley in season 2 because they’re seen as “traitors” after Armageddon.
So, they’re not homophobic.
It’s similar to how, in The Owl House (another excellent TV show that got queer representation right), Amity’s parents hated Luz, not because she was a girl, instead because she was a “troublemaker human” to them.
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AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT.
Hello my followers! All, *checks blog page* six of you... Sorry its been a bit since I last posted, if you even remember I exist. College has been time consuming and motivation... lacking. But hey, you've probably heard all of this before. Right now, I have an announcement to make!
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THIS BLOG IS LGTBQIA+ FRIENDLY!!!!!
Okay this probably wasn't that important to say, but still, I want people to know. I'm not gonna make it a secret, okay? You are all welcome here, whether you be trans, gay, bi, agender or anything else in the rainbow alphabet and beyond. Any race, religion and so fourth. Come one, come all. (Unless you're a pedo. If so, then I implore you to digest the nearest available fire-arm.)
And so where clear, if your racist, homophobic, transphobic, or any other form of intolerant douchery, I question your mental capacity, but I will allow to exist, in this blog, but on the VERY big condition that you keep it to yourself, and keep discussion civil, if that is even possible for you. IF YOU HARRASS OR START SPOUTING BIGOTRY ON THIS BLOG, I WILL NOT HESITATE TO SILENCE YOU!
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I want this place to be a safe place for all, where I can share my stuff and interests to the world. Unnecessary toxicity, is not welcome. With that out of the way,
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