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Masked Men Mayhem (Simon “Ghost” Riley and “Konig TF TG)

MDNI Because this story has:

- Swearing

- Mentioning of male and female private parts

- Moaning

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Samara went to the clothing rack where all the guests put their jackets.

19-year-old Samara Johnson was never a party girl herself, she is more of what people describe as a casual girl. When she’s not doing homework that is very-very-long-cuz-it’s-fucking-college bitch, she would be reading books, or play games like Stardew Valley, or Animal Crossing. Just your basic calm lifestyle.

Samara just joined the party because it’s her roommate’s cousin’s birthday and she decided to try some change in pace for once.

She looks around and sees the party guests playing Call of Duty.

“Hey, Sam!” Her roommate, Kailey calls out to Samara. Kailey Kurtis is the Ultimate Extrovert, going out to the latest party, always having a fun conversation in mind and overall a really fun person to be around.

“Oh uh, hey Kailey…I was just about to-“

“Sam, I need…”

“Leave.”

“Why?”

Sam felt embarrassed.

“Nevermind, what do you need?”

“Follow me”

You know…this might be interesting, Sam thought, I hope I’m right because if it’s not interesting, I’m just wasting my time.

“Open your eyes.”

Samara opens her eyes to see two masks.

One is a ski mask with a skull in which the eyes are supposed to go, six thin line are drawn under the skull while two thick lines are on the top of the skull piece.

The other looks like a blanket with two holes. Said two holes have a red triangle underneath them.

“Kailey, what are those?”

“Oh, these are masks that two of the characters from Call of Duty,” I thought we could wear them before we give him you leave.

Huh, Randy’s still getting presents. Sam thought.

Kailey hands her the skull mask.

“Okay Sam, three, two, one!!!”

The two put on the masks and both look in the mirror.

“Damn, this looks so cursed!”

“Heh, I know ri- ugh…”

Samara clutched her stomach. “God, it hurts…”

Samara didn’t know what to do, her abdomen was burning in immense pain.

Samara moved her right hand vertically. She begins feeling a…two…four…oh did she just.

Samara looked up and see Kailey been through the same change as Samara was.

“Oh, oh fucking god…” Kailey placed her confused hand on the bottom of her six pack and slowly made her way on to her D cup bosom, pain and pleasure began mixing up as she clutched her breast.

Kailey looks down and notices her tit. The fat on her chest began to stiffen to the point that her tits don’t feel like stress balls.

“Holy-“ Sam begins to feel a burning sensation on her chest. Her tits aren’t that big, size a. But then started to swell, going from A size to the pec size where it prominent beneath a shirt.

Samara placed a hand on her/his right leg, it just…feels so hot. Samara let out an erotic moan as she gave her a newfound man boobs a little squeeze.

Samara tried to take the mask off but it wouldn’t budge “Kailey, where did you get those masks from?”

“I-I can’t remember b-but they’re from the same store.” Kailey was probably too aroused to speak. Samara thought.

Samara looked at her arms to that they are now getting more thicker and muscular. Samara also feels her sleeves tighten to the point that they are just ripping.

Samara heard the sound of Kailey whimpering and looked up to see that Kailey had a little growth spurt, so little that her hello kitty shirt looks more like a tank top. Samara looks down to see Kailey’s now gorgeous abs now exposed to the bathroom light. Sam couldn’t help but blush over the sight of the six pack. Fortunately Sam thinks, Kailey was looking at the abs with lusty look in her eyes. “You look kinda…” Sam paused at the sound of her voice deepening a bit, but then finished her sentence. “Kinda hot.”

Kailey looked at Sam. The stare was both a mixture of lust, confusion, and nervousness,

Kailey groan as pain began surging through her thighs, the have become more thicker and harder but the most interesting part about this is the crotch. Kailey put her right hand on the area between her legs.

“Oh~ oh, fuck, fuck,”

“Kailey, everything is gonna be- oh my…fuck~”

Samaran covered her mouth with confusion, herhis hand went to her crotch Oh…oh god…Samaran’s mind was racing. God, this new pleasure is to much. She finally let go and finally analyzed what was going on the event she(?) and Kailey(?) put the masks on. She’s …she…he’s a man now.

Samaron’s hand goes up and touches her aching jaw. His jaw begins to feel more square and masculine.

As Samaron looked at Kailey, he (Kaileng) was caressing his new cock right in front of Samara. When Kailey looked at Samaon he stopped doing it as he saw Samara looking at him. Kaileng then, looks away from the confused Samaon. Shaking a little.

Samaon doesn’t care though, he was feeling a little dizzy.

“So that’s the skull boy you said could kill ya in a flash,”

“Don’t go near him”

“Already there, and I ain’t even dead, I mean just ust look at him, he’s wear the most skimpiest outfit God has ever seen,”

Skimpy? Skull boy? Where’s Kai…who’s Kai…nevermind. Samaon lift his head up and scanned the area, explosions, deaths, war…wasn’t he supposed to be used to it.

“What do you mean skimpy?” Samon looked up to see a soldier standing right in front of him while Samon was sitting. He looked around his area. His eyes darted to a gun. The next thing you know, he picks up the gun, points it at the man, and pulls the trigger.

Samon picks up the gun and runs to the nearest washroom.

The washroom reeks of grimy flesh and compost. It looks like the type of place you would see in you would see in a stereotypical haunted house horror film.

He ripped off his now-really-tight clothes. He looked in the mirror and saw a really hot man in a mask… shirtless right in front him.

He groaned in pain as scars formed on his body. Scars that were so familiar to him. from those time where he was tortured?

After the scar was fully formed, his eyes darted to the mirror, the sight of his hot body that had been formed when he began to put on the mask. The body in which he had for a few minutes after it fully formed started to feel…familiar to him.

His hand reaches to his right pec, it’s…bigger than he thought. The soldier gave it a squeeze…arousal surges through his new body. “Oooh~ Fucking hell~,” he moans under his breath. “My- my voice…,” it was really deep, and is it… British?

He took his other hand, placed it on his left pec, and give it a gentle squeeze, even if it’s gentle, that darn thing still worked a punch.

He kept masturbating, exploring his new body parts that he gained during his transformation. Moaning and groaning.

When the soldier finished, a military uniform started to strap on his new body.

New (and traumatizing) memories started to form. Samara Johnson is gone… all that remains is a Ghost.

A female voice called on his walkie talkie.

“Ghost?”

“Present Laswell.”

“Meet me, Price and Gaz at the helicopter,”

“Roger.”

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Season 2

Those College Hormones

Judy had always loved visiting her daughter, Madison, at college. As a proud mother, she would always take the opportunity to give Madison's dorm room a thorough cleaning while she was there. But this time, something unexpected happened during her routine cleaning.

As she was folding Madison's laundry, Judy noticed a pair of boxers mixed in with her daughter's clothes. Confused, she held up the boxers in her hand and examined them. They were definitely not Madison's, but they were in her closet. Suddenly, a strange tingling sensation began to spread throughout her body.

Judy's body began to undergo a transformation that she could not explain. She started to feel slimmer and more muscular, her feet and hands grew larger, and her face began to look younger and more masculine. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of the mirror as a 19-year-old boy with short, messy hair and a strong jawline.

The shock of the transformation caused Judy to stumble backwards and she fell onto Madison's bed. As she tried to make sense of what was happening, her mind was suddenly wiped clean. She had no recollection of being Judy, only vague memories of being a young man named Cory.

Confused and disoriented, Cory quickly got dressed in his new body and left the dorm room. He had no idea where he was or who he was, but he was driven by the strong, primal urges of a young college guy.

#gender transformation #female to male transformation #ftm tf #f2m tf #tf caption #tg transformation #male transformation #tftg caption #male tf #reality change

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Season 2

Married Life Customs

Ashley had always been a popular and outgoing sorority sister at her university. She loved to party and was always up for a new adventure. So when she stumbled upon a mysterious medallion at a flea market, she couldn't resist buying it.  Little did she know, that medallion would be the catalyst for the biggest adventure of her life.  One night, after a long and wild party, Ashley decided to try out the medallion. She held it tightly in her hand and whispered a few words she had read on the back of it. Suddenly, a bright light engulfed her and she was transported to a random house.  As the light subsided, Ashley looked down at her body and was shocked to see that it was no longer her own. Her body had transformed and grown, becoming taller and more masculine. She watched in disbelief as her clothing began to rip, unable to contain the increase in size.  Her hands grew larger and more muscular, and her feet burst through her shoes, becoming rough and manly. She felt a strange sensation in her abdomen and looked down to see a noticeable bulge. Slowly, she realized that she was growing a cock.  Panic set in as Ashley's mind struggled to make sense of the changes happening to her body. She frantically reached for the medallion, hoping it would transport her back to her own body, but it was nowhere to be found.  In a matter of minutes, Ashley's transformation was complete. She looked into the mirror and saw a completely different person staring back at her. Her hair had shortened and taken on a grey color, her face had aged and become more masculine.  But the biggest shock of all was when she looked down and saw that she now had a male body. She was no longer Ashley, she was now Caleb Richardson, a successful business man and happily married father.

#gender transformation #female to male transformation #ftm tf #f2m tf #tf caption #tg transformation #male transformation #tftg caption #male tf

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transformation-fan · 4 months

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How about a jock twinning tf?👀

Looking alike, talking alike, then thinking alike

FML: Match

He never really stood a chance. The moment he walked into our new apartment together his days were numbered. No guy, and I mean no guy, can resist me for long. How could they, when it just feels so good to be me. He tried though. That first week he was a real prick. He would complain about my stuff everywhere, scoff at my friends, and try to cover up my scent. But 24/7 with me around starts to have an effect. I caught him picking up my stuff and stealing a quick sniff before throwing it in my room. The candles sat abandoned in his room. A pair of my boxers went missing. I finally caught him on week three. He was sitting, zoned out in the living room. It’s always so cute the first time they try to embrace it. Sprawled out on the floor, my boxers loose around his legs, hat backwards on his head. He already had a little beard going.

He didn’t even bother getting up when I came in. He was lost in the scent of me, and his body was trying everything to become what it was not.

“Get up!” His body came to as he snapped to attention. He tried making excuses, his face was a mix of confusion and horror at what he was wearing.

“I am so sorry, I have no idea… what’s happening? What are you doing to me?!?”

“I’m just living it up bro, you’re the one sitting in my underwear. You trying to be all of this?” I flexed my biceps in front of him, watching his body begin to pulsate. “Just flex bro. Let it out, let me out.” His arms curled and posed, copying my form. His forearms exploded with muscle, as he began to shout:

“No, please, let me go.”

“You can leave at any time, you just have to want to.” I struck another pose, popping my pecs and flexing my abs. He moved in unison with me, his stomach sucking in as abs pushed out. Pecs punched out of his chest with force as his torso stretched to copy mine.

“Please… I don’t want this. Why- how are you doing this?”

“It’s easy little bro,” I sat into a deep squat. His eyes rolled back in his head as his lower body erupted. Muscle tore through him, filling out calfs, thighs, and ass all at once. “I’m what every guys wants, what everyone craves to be. My scent, my hormones, my whole aura has been filling you for weeks. I’ve been inside. You’ve just got to let me out. Now,” I stood back up, his body parodying along like a puppet. His body was ready, even when his mind was not, “FLEX.” I hit a double-bicep pose.

“Ah…AuGH-AHHHGAUH!”

I was let loose from inside him.

It was like looking in a mirror. Fuck, I’m a stud. He was spacing out:

“Bro… no, fuck. Why, why do I sound like that?”

“You’re getting the full package little bro. You are going to look, sound, smell, think, and fuck just like me. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

He shuddered in response. Immediately his cock began swelling, snaking down his leg. His mind was saying no but his body was saying yes. By now his balls were pumping him full of my hormones, invading his mind and filling him with my horny thoughts. Hands gripped his cock as he began jerking off in front of me, speeding up his transformation. Drool dripped from his open mouth and rolled down his chest.

“No, please. Why-why does it… feel…so…goooood? Hu-ungh-uhhhHHHh…”

He was riding the waves of pleasure as they engulfed his brain. He never stood a chance against me, but it was still so hot to watch him submit to his fate. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, and slowly I watched the lights go out upstairs. He was just like me now. No, better. He was me now. It was time. I walked up and pulled his hands from his cock, and replaced them with mine. I furiously began jacking him off as his brain short circuited and he just writhed in pleasure.

“Ha-hahu-ugh-huhuhuhuuuu-uHH-“

I leaned in, and planted one kiss on his sweaty brow and commanded:

“Now CUM.”

Instantly he let loose, hitting the back wall. It covered my hands, just adding to the lubrication as I finished him off. Rope after rope flew across the room, until he was shooting blanks still thrusting against my hands. He slowly slumped to the floor

“How you feeling bro?” I asked him

“Huuuuuuh…fuck bro I’m spent. You’re a god. How do you manage to get that much out of me every time?”

I chucked a bit. “I know all the right buttons to push bro. I just do what I would do to me.”

“God, I’m not gonna be horny for a week”

“Pfft, knowing you? I give it an hour.”

“God we’re so hot bro…”

The question caught me a bit off guard. Did he… no. There wasn’t any part of him left that would know what just happened to him. I leaned in and gave my new doppelgänger a kiss:

“Yeah we are, bruh.”

#transformation #hypnosis #bro #male transformation #jockification #reality change #twin tf #straight to gay #jock tf

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Season 2:

The Midnight Channel

Phoebe was watching this channel late and she didn’t seem to notice the trance the channel was putting her in. She just was watching this ridiculously hot guy walking around a house and posing for the video. It seemed like some cheesy adult video from the 80s.

Phoebe closed her eyes and then opened it to see her in a sunlight room. She must’ve been delirious how did she end up in this setting. It was the same as the weird montage she was watching with that hot guy.

She stood up and the second she stood up, her feet began to expand and grow. Her socks changing into bright white color, as they widened and expanded. “What the fuck” Phoebe said, as her body began to get taller and thicken with muscle.

Her hair was turning bright blonde as it receded and curled. Her chest began to recede and fill with muscle, as her shirt began to rip off from his expanding muscle. His moans and grunt were getting deeper, as his hands grew larger. His arms thickened, and his biceps swelled with muscle.

His legs thickened as light hairs grew on his legs, as his thighs and calves thickened. His ass hardened, as his shorts ripped apart. His ripped shorts became a pair of tight briefs, as his manhood grew and filled out in his briefs tightened from his changed gender.

His face began to square and change, as stubbled formed on his face. His browline changed and broadened, as his nose grew. His eyes turned bright blue, as Ashton saw himself in the mirror. He just smirked, as he began to pose in the briefs and socks. He was so sexy, and into himself.

Ashton went around the place, everything seemed so familiar to him. He literally had no purpose then to be hot. He kept just looking at this invisible camera and changed his outfit and posed sensually.

The shirtless and barefoot Ashton smirked at the camera and gave a glaring stare. Little did he know, people were watching him at late night wondering why this hot dude was just wondering being hot in this house.

#gender transformation #female to male transformation #ftm tf #f2m tf #tf caption #tg transformation #male transformation #tftg caption #male tf

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Season 2

The Season of Giving - Ashley’s Wish

Ashley just watched her best friend expand and grow before her eyes. Both friends were decorating her tree when Ashley held this new ornament she got from a new shop in town.

Holding this weird Christmas decoration Ashley made a wish to be with a hunk of a man for the holidays as a joke in front of her best friend Sally, and she had no idea it was gonna happen like this.

“That stupid wish was real” Sally said, as her arms and hands began to grow and expand as her back bunch from the growing mass on her shoulders. Her body was cracking and expanding, as thick muscle was developing on her body.

Ashley was just in shock, as her best friend’s hair receded into her head and turned black. His voice was getting deeper, as his muscular torso ripped his shirt apart. His pecs formed, as dark hairs grew in his chest and down to his hardening abs.

His feet ripped through his socks, as they continued to expand and widen. Ashley looked up seeing Sally was now at least 6’4, as his legs thickened and got hairier, as pants turned into these silk Christmas like pants, as a strong bulge formed between his hairy legs.

Within moments Ashley saw her former best friend turn into Johnny. Her cocky and dominant boyfriend, as his face began to shift and change. A goatee formed on his changing face, as Johnny’s body finished its changes.

An opened up pajama shirt matching his pants appeared on his muscular torso as he smirked at Ashley, whose mouth was still wide open from this site.

#gender transformation #female to male transformation #ftm tf #f2m tf #tf caption #tg transformation #male transformation

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transformation-fan · 6 months

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Totally would love to see more! How about Josh Hutcherson or Evan Peters?

Since they seem to do well. I have a question. Do you guys want more celebrity ftms? If so I’d love to hear the celebs you wanna see done.

#gender transformation #female to male transformation #tf caption #f2m tf #tg transformation #ftm tf #male transformation #male tf

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Season 2

Drinking That X Tequila

Travis was getting ready for his party and his girlfriend Valerie was helping him out. He got this new tequila for a great price and decided to try it out. Valerie was in her bikini and decided to make a drink with it. Travis heard his cell ring in the house and decided to go answer it. He has no idea, Valerie was growing taller behind him.

Valerie’s hair began to shorten, as her torso began to get broader and her chest receded. The top of her bikini ripped off, as her arms and legs got longer and thicker. Lean muscle was growing over his body, as his voice got deeper. He felt dizzy, as the tequila was not just changing his body but making him hammered.

“Dude. Fuck yeah” Valerie said in a deeper tone, as his feet got larger. They grew wider and expanded, as he wiggled his growing toes. His insides shifted, as his new manhood grew and expanded in the tiny bikini bottom he was now wearing.

The man jumped into the pool, his hair finished receding, as his face shifted and aged. Stubble appeared on his face, as heavily drunk man grabbed his drink on the side of the pool, and went on a floaty. The man was hammered and drinking away, he couldn’t even remember his name.

Travis came out minutes later, and saw the aftermath. “What the fuck” he said seeing the man making a ruckus in the pool, as Travis saw Valerie’s discarded top, and this weird dude wearing them in the pool. Travis was in complete confusion at this spectacle.

#gender transformation #female to male transformation #f2m tf #tg transformation #ftm tf #male transformation #tf caption #male tf

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transformation-fan · 7 months

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The Monster of Frat Lake

A barely scary story for October ;)

“Alright Michael, in 400 feet you’re going to turn right.”

I looked ahead to see if I could spot the parking lot, but it was too dark now. The sun had gone down hours ago and if something wanted to be seen then it had to pass through the headlights.

“How big is this lake again?” Tyler asked from the back. The shortest of our three, Tyler was our team’s wildlife expert. Michael and I were already friends, but Tyler was tossed into our project as a last minute addition. We knew him, the small little gay guy who had quite the obsession for the local freshwater fish, but we had never really engaged. “I’m hoping it’s between Lake Wanatiga and Vennilly’s in size.”

“Uh…” I paused before answering with some kind of number.

“Really?” Tyler’s response scared me a bit, thinking I had been caught in my fib. “That’s incredible! The rumored organism could definitely live in that kind of huge body of water.”

I exchanged a knowing glance with Michael. Neither of us were nerds per say, but we weren’t exactly jocks either. We were simply losers–bottom rung of everything. Sure, not being good at anything typically didn’t make us popular. And being relatively unattractive, with my pudgy frame and Michael’s awful skin and oily hair, made us pretty much un-destined for school greatness. All that, and our on-and-off relationship with each other didn’t get us any extra points. The “Pity Fags” as we were known was not a reputation we enjoyed.

That was why we were out in the middle of the night at some random lake. The body of water was known as Round Lake, but after our college notoriously began holding parties every weekend on its beaches, it was locally renamed to “Frat Lake”. Jocks and their bimbos would swim under the moonlight in gatherings filled with alcohol and sex. Recently, the parties had been getting larger and wilder, with more of the college campus attending as time progressed. This wasn’t entirely due to the popularity of these events themselves, but also due to a rumor of a creature hidden underneath the water.

The “Monster of Frat Lake” was what it was called. Nobody really knew what the organism did, but the rumors had started with some of the college’s students disappearing. Most believed the frat boys simply made the story up to play with the lower classes on campus, both in terms of age and status. So Michael and I set off to prove the question on everyone’s mind: Was the Monster of Frat Lake real? If it was, then Michael and I (and I guess Tyler) could have an in with the popular crowd, and if not, we could blackmail them. Or shut them down entirely. We hadn’t really thought through that whole part yet.

“And Tyler, you know how to use the boat, right?” I said as we left the truck. Thankfully, we were the only car in the parking lot.

“How many times have I confirmed this?” Tyler rolled his eyes. “I worked here last summer. I even kept the keys.”

Michael and I couldn’t fully see the keys, but we did hear the jingling. We had only the necessary equipment for two reasons. One, we wanted to carry the bare minimum to capture evidence. And two, we were broke college students. Michael and I held the camera equipment, just the basics of photography with some night vision. Tyler had his fishing gear and some chum that he believed would be “tantalizing” to the creature.

After a little maneuvering, Tyler had unlocked the boat and we were leaving the dock. We decided not to use the motor, hoping it would keep us silent for both any passersby and the creature itself. When we finally made it out to the middle of the lake, Michael and I watched as Tyler poured the chum into the lake.

“That smells delicious,” Michael joked, curling up in his green sweats and black hoodie.

Tyler simply huffed, focusing not to spill on his own lighter hoodie and gray pants. The two sat at the front of the boat while I was situated towards the back. When it came to the boat, Tyler was obviously in charge, so Michael volunteered to be his assistant while I simply stayed out of the way.

With no reception, little light, and not much to talk about, the wait was fairly dull. We had promised ourselves to stay out for at least three hours, after which we would call it a night. Once the first hour had passed, I had started to get a sinking feeling that we had been fooled by those arrogant frat boys. But then the unthinkable happened.

“What was that?” Michael asked with a hint of panic in his voice. A hard thump had hit underneath our boat, shaking it a little.

“I can’t think of any freshwater creature in this area that could make such an impact,” Tyler muttered. The thump hit again, this one forcing me to steady myself more firmly. “I don’t know if this is a good or bad thing, but maybe this thing is real.”

A third thump came, although much stronger than the past two. Clumsily, I felt my left foot slide out from beneath me as I landed on my butt. The pain struck like a chord in my lower half, a split second of shock striking violently. I was about to say something, anything, but the sound of a splash emerging from the water beckoned me to grab a camera. In an instant, I had the video playing and the night vision activated.

In the frame were Tyler and Michael side-by-side at their end of the boat. Both of them were silent, looking at the tentacle that was gripping Tyler’s side of the vessel. Tyler may have been the wildlife expert, but both Michael and I were smart enough to know that at least in this area, there was no freshwater creature with tentacles.

None of us moved. None of us even breathed. All eyes were focused on the one tentacle, watching as the suction cups secured themselves firmly to the port. Another splash came from the opposite side, and I watched through the camera as another tentacle latched itself onto the starboard. Both of the tentacles were only inches away from Tyler’s and Michael’s legs.

With Tyler’s focus on the tentacle near him and Michael’s on his own, it was only I who watched as two more tentacles appeared from behind them. While the first pair had been smaller and covered in suction cups, these were much thicker and only carried one massive cup on their ends. When I realized what was happening, I shouted for Tyler and Michael to move, but it was too late.

"Guys! Watch out!"

The two tentacles slammed downwards, latching their individual suction cups on each of the boys heads. Although both Tyler and Michael had already been sitting still, their bodies immediately stiffened on impact. Their frightened demeanors disappeared as their eyes rolled back into their heads. The cups, which were held firmly along their foreheads, began to pulse with a sloshing sound. I peered nervously through the camera as the cups inflated and deflated atop their heads, as if they were pumping something into Tyler and Michael.

“Huhuhuh…”

The heavy guffaws caught me off guard. Not only were they in unison, but they were empty and deprived of any life. I couldn’t tell what was happening to Tyler and Michael internally, but through the night vision I was able to see the physical effects. Both of them were growing, literally expanding.

It first started with their heights, pumping them up inch by inch until they were both above 6’0. Next came the muscles, sculpting out their arms and legs. Tyler grew biceps and triceps that appeared to be filled with youthful testosterone, while Michael’s own shoulders and back gave him the proportions of a real man. Tyler’s thighs bloated into a set that could rival any hockey player’s, and Michael’s calves thickened into those proportionate for the soccer team.

Startled, I quickly realized I shouldn’t have been able to evaluate these changes. The tentacles, whatever they were doing, had somehow altered their clothing too. Now both of them adorned skimpier, skinny versions of their previous outfits. The tight tee shirts, the short shorts. Tyler even wore one of those classic douchey cross necklaces while Michael had his new designer sandals kicked to the side. And even against the smell of chum and the lake itself, I somehow had enough of a thought to wish he’d put those sandals on.

The scent was inescapable. The foot funk came first, probably from the massive feet the tentacles had swollen out beyond recognition. Then the typical jockish body odor, which I assumed came from a mix of sweat, musk, and sexual phermones. And as a cherry on top, I began to recognize some of the tentacles’ invisible work. Tyler and Michael hadn’t been germophobes before, but they certainly weren’t animals. The casual burping and farting however suggested the suction cups had changed that.

Through all of this, it appeared Tyler and Michael were somehow coming back to.

“Oh, bro,” Tyler chuckled in a dim baritone, revealing a perfect set of white teeth. “That was a good one.”

Michael’s hair fluffed out beneath the suction cup. “Thanks dude, but your's absolutely reeks!”

Tyler’s jaw extended into an attractive point while Michael’s began to adopt some facial hair. “The ladies are gonna love this!” Tyler exclaimed, letting another one rip out his back end.

“Broooo…” Michael replied, his voice shallow and sluggish. “I wish I had a chick on this dick right now.”

As is it was previously coordinated, both of them shot a hand underneath their shorts to their crotches. Their massive, prominent crotches. I’d never paid attention to Tyler before but I had known for a fact that Michael was not well-endowed. Now however, both of them were ripe with sets meant to repopulate. And guessing by what the suction cups had been providing them with–both externally and internally–something told me that was the exact point.

“Oh dude…” Tyler groaned. “I think I’m gonna blow.”

“No…homo bro,” Michael gasped. And with a grunt, they both came into their palms. On cue, they reached out of their shorts and presented each other with the massive globs of their baby juices as if they were trophies. After they each approved, they wiped their hands off on the side of the boat.

Suddenly, I heard two squishy plop-like noises from above them. The tentacles had detached themselves, leaving the suction cups on Tyler and Michael’s heads. I watched curiously through the camera as the suction cups lost their milkyish color and darkened. Their flesh hardened and thinned into a cloth-like material. Before I knew it, the tentacles had dried out into backwards caps, secured firmly and proudly to the new frat boys like bottle caps sealing the product.

“Yo, Mike..."

“Wassup bro?” Mike’s eyes fluttered as he regained full consciousness. “Ty, are you seein’ what I’m seein’?”

“The fag there tryin’ to snap a pic of us?” Ty asked.

“Oh...nah dude, but now I do,” Mike popped a cocky grin with some hand signals. “A pic would be sick.”

Tyler nodded, copying his fellow frat boy. “Then what, bro?”

It took Mike a second to register the question, “Oh…uh…I was talkin’ ‘bout that tentacle right behind him.”

#gay to straight #dumber #nerdtojock #bottomtotop #male transformation #fratification

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Season 2

Promotional Perks

Ally grabbed the drink as she was ready to promote this new drink she was getting sponsored to promote. She get her camera ready and in her gym wear decided to pose with the drink. Ally then took and sip and her body felt a jolt of massive energy.

Ally’s body and mind seem to go blank as this drink was rewriting everything about her. Her body began to bulk and expand, as her hands grew manly and callous. Her clothing changes, as her legs got larger and longer.

Her feet began to grow and widen. New white socks appeared on his growing feet, as they widened and expanded to a size 13 foot.

His legs were thickening with muscle, as his ass swelled and hardened. His stomach and torso throbbed and cracked, as his shoulders broadened. His chest formed into pecs, as his abs hardened. A tight black compression tank appeared on his muscled torso, as his biceps swelled and his veins bulged out.

Craig let out a deep grunt, as he gripped the can of soda with stronger grip. His voice dropped, as a bulge formed between his muscular legs. Craig’s jawline hardened, as his neck swelled and expanded. His hairline receded, as his nose got larger.

Craig let out another grunt, as he remembered he was promoting this new drink and wanted a fun way to do it. He decided to go an interesting route, and decided to be a thirst trap literally.

#tf #tg #female to male #jock #gender transformation

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Toonification for Mobysimo

#toon tf #toonification #malesub #hypnosis #mind control #brainwashing #male transformation

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The Summer Is Magic - Emerald

The emerald wisp was a little more… clumsy.

Rami Malek was staring at the mirror. Everything was going well for him at the moment. Mr. Robot was coming to an end after 4 fun seasons and he’d just wrapped up Bohemian Rhapsody. At only 37 years old, he had accomplished a lot more than he ever imagined he would. He couldn’t help but laugh. He was just so content with life right now, he wouldn’t want it any other way.

His train of thought was derailed by loud noises outside. He looked to his right and saw that his bathroom window was wide open. “Hmmm, could have sworn i closed that.” He walked up to it, but instead of closing it, Rami gazed over the area, enjoying the view. A soft vanilla scent reached his nose and he took a deep whiff, enjoyin some old memories of sweets that had vanilla scent. Suddenly a loud splat could be heard from under his windowsill and he saw something that looked like green paint drip down. It was either some dude with a paintball gun who luckily missed or green paint fell from the sky - one more likely than the other- but Rami wasn’t going to stick around to find out the answer. He quickly closed the window and took some steps back.

A little shook up from the attempt to ruin his clothes, Rami decided that he should stay indoors and watch some television. He gave one last glance at the mirror and to his dismay, he realised that the vandal hadn’t missed completely. A little speck of green was right on his jaw. He didn’t know how it hit him but he immediately grabbed a washcloth and rubbed it off. Luckily it wasn’t the kind of paint that didn’t get off easily, so after a minute he had cleaned the paint off him. Sadly the washcloth was completely ruined - it was odd that it had the same vanilla scent now - so Rami took another deep whiff before throwing it into the bin.

His eyes flew over his face, trying to make sure that he didn’t miss a spot. It was then that he noticed something weird. His eyes weren’t just green, they looked like they were a lot brighter and shiny! Rami walked towards his dressing room so he could view himself better in his wall-length mirror. His iris did indeed look a lot brighter but they weren’t sparkling, it was something else. It was like there were spirals in his eyes and he couldn’t help but watch. Within seconds he was completely captivated by it and after a minute, he finally blinked. With the spirals still in his eyes he stepped forwards into his mirror and teleported.

@the-craftsman was ready to head out when he heard a loud, frantic knocking on his front door. “Great, just when i’m already running late.” He expected it to be his landlord, but when he opened the door, a dishevelled Rami Malek dashed past him into his room? “The fuck?! Aren’t you Rami Malek? Why are you even here?” Rami turned around to face him and Crafty fell silent when he noticed Rami’s eyes. Crafty asked “Are you… okay? Do you need me to call you an ambulance?” while grabbing his phone and punching in 999. Rami swatted it out of his hand before Crafty could make the call and pressed him against the floor. “Thanks but I don’t need any help, Crafty.” The Craftsman was flabbergasted. Not only was he pinned down by a celebrity, but the celebrity knew of his secret online identity?! “You need to leave Rami. I don’t know which one of my fellow writers did this to you, but I don’t have time for this.” He tried to wrestle himself out of Rami’s control, but Rami was too strong.

Rami closed his eyes, leaned forwards and went in for a kiss. Crafty tried to dodge but he failed. The kiss was sloppy and passionate, like Rami really wanted this. This suspicion was then confirmed by the raging boner that Rami was grinding against him. Rami broke the kiss after a minute and pressed his forehead against Crafty’s. He opened his eyes and they started swirling again. The Craftsman was forced to take them in and soon he couldn’t stop looking because his own eyes had mimicked Rami’s. Suddenly Rami’s clothes melted off his body and they merged with Crafty’s, giving him a new wardrobe. With one last kiss Rami vanished in thin air, leaving only a vanilla scent behind.

Crafty sat up and looked around. He couldn’t believe what just happened. Not only was he just attacked by Rami Malek, he also got his clothes. He stood up and walked towards the mirror where he was surprised by Rami’s face looking back at him. He flexed his muscles and felt himself up, before noticing the wet spot Rami’s cock left on his new pants. He had probably orgasmed before vanishing. He looked back up at his face and saw Rami’s emerald eyes look back at him. They seemed oddly bright and shiny, almost as if they were swirling…

#tf story #celeb tf #tf series #grant-spiraltf #writer tf #the-craftsman #rami malek #summer is magic #male transformation

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SexyBack

“Hi there! Welcome in my store! As you may have noticed, it’s no ordinary store. You’ll find strange things here, so be careful! But don’t worry, like half of the transformations here are at least largely reversible…” The guy spaced out for a little. “Anyways, I have a ton of shit to do! I haven’t organised the books in a while and I think two of them are starting a legit war.” A shroud enveloped the man and suddenly he was gone, but a wheel squeeked behind me. I turned around and saw the tail of his coat disappear around a corner. I heard him softly mutter “Also where did that statue go. How did I misplace a freaking statue…”

So… I guess I’m just allowed to explore? I walked through the aisles, careful not to touch anything. A book with a cock depicted on it hissed at me, which was a little frightening, but apart from that, it was very quiet. It was then that I noticed that a lot of the shelves were empty! “Ohh yeah. I had a little bit of a clearance sale. Some items just had to go!” I looked around for a voice, but it was nowhere to be found. “Try the upstairs. That’s usually for my more distinguished clientele, but I’ll make an exception.”

A hand waved and a stairwell appeared in the middle of the hall, leading upwards. I sighed since it looked way too long, but I didn’t want to turn back now. I was far too intrigued.

The stairwell actually wasn’t tiring at all! I felt completely energised, which probably was caused by some kind of magic, but I wasn’t gonna question it. There were a few doors, all highly decorated and labelled with a plaque. There was a cinema, a cafe, even a door labelled stadium! Hidden between two of the decorated doors, there was a generic, old, wooden door. The plaque was dusty, so I rubbed it with my sleeve and coughed at the dust cloud. “Storage? I wonder what would be in here.”

I immediately regretted my decision. Tons and tons of hyper realistic statues stared at me. I couldn’t even count them all. I recognised a few as famous actors, but I didn’t feel like staying in this creepy room. The closest one (which I believe was of a tattooed singer) started moving. But that’s something for another time, as I started booking it the other way. I looked for the stairwell but I couldn’t see it anywhere. As I kept running, all the stress and fear caught up to me and all of a sudden, I was exhausted. I looked around and saw a door with ‘Hotel’ on it, but when I tried to open it, the doorknob turned to sand! I walked to the other side of the hall, where there was a different door with ‘Stadium’ on it. I turned the knob and was relieved to feel the door open before me. “There’s seats in most stadiums right? I can probably take a quick rest here.”

I walked forward into the darkness, when the lights came on. It was a huge stadium, but instead of a football or soccer field, this stadium had a large stage. The stage wasn’t lit up since there was no show, but there were plenty of seats available where I could rest my feet. I sat down and immediately felt much better. It was then that the spotlight on the stage turned on, blinding me for a second. When my vision was restored, I saw a figure on stage.

“Justin Timberlake?!” He looked right at me and opened his mouth.

“I’m bringing sexy back…”

The music started to play, and Justin started moving around the stage. His movements completely captivated me, his gyrating hips drawing me in. I hadn’t noticed I stood up until I was standing at the stage, looking up at the performance.

“Get your sexy on (go ahead, be gone with it)…”

These words completely melted my brain. Within seconds I had my pants off and was rubbing my crotch. Every time he repeated those words, I felt myself get hornier and hornier. My simple boxers had changed to a jockstrap, which was much sexier. I started tweaking my sensitive nipples and shooting seductive looks at Justin, who quickly glanced down at me and grinned. I turned around and started twerking, my ass now perfectly framed in the new jockstrap. The haze started wearing off, and I turned back around.

“Dirty babe. You see these shackles, baby I’m your slave…”

All of a sudden, the feelings of horniness changed. I didn’t want to make love. I wanted to fuck. I looked at Justin’s wrists, and I noticed that the shiny metal which I thought had been cufflinks, were in fact chains and locks. I felt something, and when I looked down, I saw that in my hand I was holding a key. I immediately know that it belonged to the locks, giving me full control over Justin. I hopped up on stage, Justin looked at me with dedication in his eyes while he continued his performance. I slapped his ass, causing him to moan in the middle of a word.

“Get your sexy on (go ahead, be gone with it)…”

Like last time, the words immediately traveled to my already erect cock. But this time, ‘my sexy’ was different. I didn’t feel like showing off or anything. I wanted to fuck. I needed my cock inside of Justin right now. I ripped open the seams of his trousers, revealing Justin’s prepped asshole to my cock since a good boy always goes commando. I shoved my cock inside him with brute force, causing him to skip a line. After a scratch in the record however, Justin resumed where I had made him pause. I started pounding him hard, tugging on his balls and being overall rough with my good boy. He was just a glorified fleshlite after all.

“You’re burning up over me and that’s a fact…”

Suddenly my heart bursted open. Justin wasn’t just a toy, he was the love of my life! He was my husband! Behind closed doors, I tied him up, locked him in chastity and did whatever I wanted, but it was all out of love and desire. I came close and moaned in his ear, filling him with my seed. Justin clenched his hole, milking me for every drop. My softening cock slipped out and I started walking backwards into the wings. Justin finished his song and the audience applauded for well over a minute, giving him and undying standing ovation. He looked at me and blew a kiss, to which I responded by unsheathing my cock. I knew this would completely captivate him, causing him to stare and fuck up his dancing routine. I laughed. My boy and I were living the dream.

#justin timberlake #grant-spiraltf #celeb tf #tf story #grant spiral store

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Cursed : A Mother’s Love

Hi my name is Gabriel and here is the time I kind of made the world to my own personal gay herm. It started all back when my mother Hera was arguing about how all I do all day was play video games and read my own personal vendetta of pleasure as it is these kinds of comic books if you grab my fancy. Even Though I never really got along with my mother she was the one who always started the argument as she is evenious as my father works more than 50 hours a week and rarely sees us his own family which it’s not a bad thing on my part but takes a toll on my mother. After telling her to F@$# off I ran out of the house to gather my thoughts. Maybe she is right as I’ll be finishing High school in the fall and here I am a deadbeat who doesn’t have a job living off of his own parents money as well as not even applied to one single college.

While out I ended up at a near beach which was off limits as there have been reports of people disappearing as most locals call it the “The Beach of the lost” Scary name I know but it one of my favorite places to go as it one of the most secluded from the rest of the world. Now finally away from the rest of the world I can think clearly but as I started to relax on the cold sand I saw a glistening on the beach. Was it a crystal skull laying in the sand?

At first it was some kind of toy that was left by some child but as soon I looked at it the sun was reflecting to a point where the eyes started to glow red which was odd and scary at the same time. But as soon as I touched it, there was a shock that scared me to a point where I jumped! As soon as I looked back at it was GONE! Now this is some weird shit going around this beach and after composing myself I walked home hoping to to be screamed at again. Why can’t my mom just see the way how I do. I mean all she does is wear those nasty sandals and drink tea while watching her drama and she is the gull to lecture me! Just talking about boils my blood as she does the same shit as I do.

While Gaberial was walking home the sandals that his mother wore started to shift as the leather became new as if there were brand new unknowing the sandals wouldn’t be the only change happening around the house. Later the next day Hera woke up early just like every morning getting ready for a long day. As she jumped out of bed she saw that her husband was gone as usual as she slid on those mysterious new sandals as put them on he felt a burst of energy that she never felt before. Later she started to go to the ketchen to get her morning tea as she does here legs started to sprout some leg hair that was to a point of noticeability. But as she poured her tea here legs started to become more defined as the muscles of their thin legs started to plump up creating a fine line of veins throughout her calves which made her tattoo’s to become more visible. Now fully served she walked over to her patio sitting down as here ass deflated a little but as soon as she sat down. Now all joyful, she started to drink here tea in a pleasant mood she started to think of here son but for some odd reason she could only think of holding him tight and telling him he love him? This was such an odd thought but as soon as the thought came up she felt a sharp pain in her lower body as the thought of slowly kissing her son’s neck started to arouse her as she held her lower part in pain.

The thought of kissing him slowly creasing his small flabby body was a rush. “I Gabriel why…? hooo god! Gabe Help ….play with my beard please!?!/ ohhh” as she was in a state of being aroused . “Wait beard?” Now slowly growing a beard that was also acquainted with a well maintained mustache popped out as her features were slowly shifting creating a more asian look. “Please STOP!!!…. Ohhhhh god don’t stop this is driving me INSANE!!” as here green shorts started to tent as here lower parts started to grow outwards. “Oh Gabe gabe baby I need your so BBBAAADDD! “As he started to pant as he looked around as his hair was falling apart leaving a lush black coated straight hair line that covered one eye. Now wearing a full on 100 percent cotton knit polo that complements his refined body now more muscular than before. “But this ISN”T ME!!! ………. What was I doing again? Oh Right I have to start breakfast for Gabe baby” as the final pieces of his past fades not realizing there was a fresh cum stain in his green shorts as he prepares to cook.

Oh kay I have a mindset of iron cuz im not ready to deal with my mothers nagging once again as I got up form the bed. But for some reason when I got to the ketchen I found some asian man cooking breakfast in my house? Did mom hire a butler or something? Thinking to myself but just then he turned around showing his refined features but the most noticeable thing was the sandals that looked like my mother smelly and worn out ones but in a brand new condition! Just then the man walked over and kiss me on the cheek! “HAY What THE AcTURAL FUcK!” Stuttering my words. “Is something wrong baby? I thought you love your morning pecks?” Telling me he was also in a confused state. “come one it’s me Hong your sexy lovely boyfriend?” saying in a loving and sincere voice. But just then I remembered the skull for some odd reason then It’ hit me that all those people who disappeared have been changed into others. Don’t ask how I know I just know okay! But it’s freaky seeing my mother now a hot and sexy asian man who now loves and cooks for me. Now don’t get me wrong this is a dream come true but how will the rest of the family react but just then I heard a thump behind me. Once I turned around was the same glass skull that was on the beach the other day!

But the thought of having a strong man was overpowering my sexual desire as I now know what to do with Hong. As I smirk in greed. As he was sipping away at his tea.

Hello, I’m back I know a lot of you have been expecting a lot of tf content It’s just working and writing for school and my work environment left me to a point where even though I browse Tumbler just not inspired to write. But I made a small story for mothers Day to get something off my mind as I don’t have a mother so this is pretty much a day where I could just write the Fuck I want. I hope you like it because I don’t write female to male Tf. just trying it out. Also, have a Great Mother’s Day everybody. .

#ftm #male transformation #male tf #himbo transformation #gay tf

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