The end of October

The day had finally arrived and the trickster was swelling with power, green smoke exuded from every pore of his body creating a trail as he walked, the poor men behind him turning into bears, twinks, condoms and toilets. 31 men had felt the fog enter their bodies and their lives were forever changed but now on the night of Halloween, with the green full moon, the tricksters powers were at their strongest and not just one man was safe. As his powers grew the trickster yelled out to the moon and with a green explosion his transformative smoke was sent out across the globe, changing any man who had the unfortunate chance of inhaling it.  

Frightening

Jason drooled over the picture he had been sent, the guy he was supposed to be meeting tonight had sent him a little teaser of what was to come. Jason felt his dick strain in his tight work jeans as he looked at the muscled body and nice plump ass, Jason quickly replied with some eggplant emoji’s and how he couldn’t wait to fuck him. Jason looked excitedly at his phone as he hid it under his desk from his work colleagues, hoping no one would come over and see his massive boner. It wasn’t long before a replied popped back with a question; ‘I bet you can’t wait to have a taste of this booty?’ Jason squirmed, he had been avoiding questions and conversations like this over the last couple of weeks with the guy, he loved his cute bubble butt and his dick was aching to fuck it but he felt it go a little softer at the thought of having to rim it. Jason paused as he tried to think of a reply that would change the subject but keep it focussed on the fucking that was going to happen this evening, but it was proving difficult. As Jason struggled to think of a response, green smoke started to gather above him and the hot guy sent back a single question mark.  

Obedient

Trey huffed out to the front porch to find his boyfriend Miguel, sitting shirtless and drinking a vodka soda; both men had gotten into a pretty big argument but while Trey was still upset it was clear that Miguel wasn’t even bothered. Trey couldn’t help but feel the rage build again; this was part of the problem and what the two men had just been partially arguing about, Trey wanted passion, excitement and emotion but all he got was bland, frustrating boredom. Trey struggled to keep his cool, he was going to have to say something, and he couldn’t let this pass not after such a big fight. Trey tried to take a deep breath but his anger only bubbled and green smoke started to gather above the couple. 

Family

Brandon hesitated as he waited outside the gym, he had been putting it off for weeks now but he had finally plucked up the courage to join. While Brandon was in reasonable shape, he wanted a better body and it was obvious that if you wanted a better body then you had to go to the Muscle Monster gym. Every girl that walked in was fit and every guy inside was shredded and heavy with muscle; for that reason Brandon wanted to join but it was also why he was still hanging around at the entrance. Compared to the guys that were going in he was a shrimp, his lack of height and muscle made him feel so small and all the dudes looked so masculine and intimidating Brandon was worried that they wouldn’t even let him sign up. Brandon edged closer to the door and looked at the huge poster in the window; it was a posing picture of a massive bodybuilder, his muscles were massive and he had a cocky grin on his face. Below the confident, muscle stud were the words ‘Become the next muscle monster!’ and Brandon smiled, he wanted so desperately to be like that guy as he finally took the plunge and went into the gym, a trail of green smoke following him.

Straight

Caleb and Alex forced their grins as they posed for the photo, they had both spent a lot of money on jockstraps and they needed to make the most out of them. After a number of snaps both boys’ smiles quickly faded as they looked at the pictures, sure their asses looked good in their new underwear but would it be good enough for the picky tops in their town. 

Locked

“Where do you think you’re going?” The gruff old bear said as he leant to one side and let out a groaning, wet morning fart.

Calvin jumped, he had hoped to slip out of the dingy apartment without the bear noticing but it seems like the old guy was an early riser. Calvin swivelled around and scrunched up his nose as he caught a whiff of the disgusting fart the bear had just let loose, why had he gone home with such a pig?

Inhuman

Erik gasped in shock as he stumbled in on his roommate who was posing and flexing but in a big, puffy disposable diaper. Both men stood in silence for a while until his roommate begun to babble and explain. “It’s not what you think and I need to wear them sometimes” were some of his excuses but when Erik asked why he had to wear it his roommate turned a deep red and ran back to his room. Erik just stood both shocked and disgusted in what he had seen, how had he been living with him for 6 months and not realised what a pervert he was?! 

Mindless

Edward moaned in pleasure as he stroked his cock, the tape playing into his headphones was just so hot. Edward had always found the prospect of hypnosis arousing, the idea that his entire mind set could be changed and he could be a different person just from watching or listening to someone talk. He had recently found a set of three and was listening to the first now, the words it was relaying to him were making him horny but they weren’t hypnotising him. While it was still fun to listen to the words and pretend that they were having an effect on him, Edward was disappointed that they weren’t as effective at changing his mind as he had hoped. Still enjoying the tape Edward seized with pleasure as cum shot out from his sizeable dick as did his desire. 

Implants

Travis quickly took off his shirt and jeans; he wandered back into the living room towards the girl he had picked up at the bar. The ditzy girl had been upset earlier in the night; some of Travis’s friends hadn’t been to kind, mainly because she looked like such a bimbo. Her bleached blonde hair and her big fake tits just screamed out to everyone that she was a slut but she had turned down his friends and so they let her know what they really thought of her. Ever the gentlemen Travis swooped in and saved the upset girl, feeding her lies that he wasn’t like them, manipulating her and making her feel good. Travis was then the hero and he winked to his buddies as he led her back to his place. Travis grinned as he walked towards her, his cock growing in his tight blue underwear; he couldn’t believe how stupid this girl was, she’d only be good for a quick fuck and then he’d throw her and her giant phoney tits out. However, as Travis swaggered over he saw that the bimbo he’d hoped to bang once again in tears. Travis groaned internally, why was it such hard work to get his dick wet? With a deep sigh Travis put back on his act as the sympathetic shoulder to cry on, while the trickster lingered just out of view.

Silicone

The coach patted George on his dripping wet back as he headed to the changing room to get dry after a long practice. George was a diver, one of the best at his college and if he trained hard then he could pass the qualifiers to get a chance of competing in the Olympics. However, while George was confident with his skill in the pool he became instantly self-conscious when it came to the dressing room. While the other men laughed and joked in their speedos, George felt uncomfortable and inadequate in his. All of his friends had a bulge, a bulge that showed everyone very clearly what they were packing downstairs, while George barely had a bump. While having a more streamlined body help reduced splash for his dives, it didn’t help when it came to the girls watching him or being around the other guys. Blushing a little George covered his crotch and shuffled towards the disabled changing cubicle, as a slither of green smoke followed him. 

Engorged

Owen flexed in the gym mirror making sure every single one of his muscles popped, his pecs were juicy, his abs defined and his biceps glistening with sweat, yet as the girl he fancied walked into the gym she didn’t give him a second glance. Instead her eyes remained glued to Dante, a not nearly as big or muscular guy across the gym who was struggling with weights half the size that Owen used. Owen was dumbfounded; no matter what he did he never attracted the attention or the woman he so desperately wanted to be with. Owen couldn’t understand it, he was the most fit, muscular and good looking guy at the gym but still she decided to flirt and fawn over that nobody.  Owen’s jealousy bubbled inside him as he saw the pair giggle and smile together, how she dare go with such an inferior male, what did he have that he didn’t. As Owen glared at Dante and his dream girl, the trickster lurked ready to strike.

Asshole

Richard wrinkled his nose in disgust as an awful stench drifted over to him as he sat watching late night TV.  Covering his nose he then heard what appeared to be a muffled trumpet and soon after the smell grew stronger and much more pungent. Waving his hand to waft away the smell Richard stood up to investigate what could be making that repulsive odour, it was only when he stood up and heard a toilet flush that he realised what it was. Standing just behind the door frame, Richard watched as his new roommate exited their shared bathroom. Richard had been forced to find someone new on short notice and the only person he could find was this disgusting slob. Richard stared with revulsion as the chubby, smelly man plodded back to his bedroom; the slob pulled his poor stained green briefs from his buttcrack before slamming the door behind him.

Chastity

Peter licked his lips as he looked at the hot gay sex playing in front of him but quickly he shook his head and slammed the laptop shut. He was supposed to be studying for his big exam, the one that made up the majority of his grade, but every twenty minutes or so his mind would drift and he’d always end up on some porn. Peter had already jerked off three times today but still his cock was a constant distraction and that’s why wisps of green smoke were circling above him.

Loser

Arthur sighed as he put down the heavy dumbbells, his huge muscles flaring with strength as he finished his workout. He smiled to himself as he caught the jocks across the room admiring his huge cannonball sized biceps and monstrous thighs, Arthur was the biggest guy at the gym  but that wasn’t always the case.  At school he was weedy, weak and clumsy, a greasy nerd that enjoyed computers and fantasy games, a guy who wore dorky clothes and had terrible eyesight. Every day he would receive wedgies, swirlies, wet willies and farts to the face from the bigger, alpha jocks of the school. For a while Arthur took the abuse, he endured the constant humiliation and the stench of jock farts but eventually he could take it no more and he decided he needed to change.

Transformation

Jonas rubbed his cock through his sweats as he watched his TV, wrestling always made him hard especially when it was John Cena. Watching the big, masculine, muscular men parade around in their tight tiny underwear; flexing and jumping all over each other and seeing their big massive asses being pushed out on screen always got him aroused. Jonas envied their hot bodies, how they would oil up their muscles and flex to a roaring crowd of people, the pageantry of the whole event stirred something inside him. Plus, being able to grab and grope other big, muscular tough men , feeling their weight on top of each other, being so close that they could smell each other’s musk was something Jonas could only dream about. 

Toilet

Adam couldn’t stop smiling at the gorgeous, hairy bubble butt as he pulled out his slowly softening cock, he had just had the best fuck of his life and it had all happened in the grimy club bathroom.  Adam was nothing special, just an average looking guy with reasonable dress sense, so when this tall, hunky muscle bear with a massive chunky ass started to make a move on him he was a little taken a back. However, the night had gone well and the bear had led him to the bathroom where things heated up fast after only a small amount of kissing the bear had pulled down the back of his tight jeans and unleashed his huge, muscular ass cheeks. Adam hadn’t even hesitated to get down on his knees and stick his tongue in between the beautiful plump mounds of muscle. It smelt musky and a little dirty but that just turned Adam on more, the taste and scent of a real man. Adam could have savoured that moment forever but soon things got even better as the bear was being rimmed he moaned in pleasure and whispered to Adam to fuck him. Adam had to pinch himself just in case it was all a vivid wet dream but as soon as he started fucking that amazing ass he knew it was real life. It had been a long, sensual and pleasurable fuck, Adam didn’t think he had cummed so much in his life; he had never had such an amazing orgasm. The sheer euphoria of it all had put Adam in a daze, so much so that he had not noticed the green smoke dancing in the air. Now both men having finished were both left reeling after such an amazing experience but still Adam stared at that ass, never wanting it to end.

Businessman

Jamie smiled as he groped the ass of the young intern before giving it smack; as the fit, muscular coffee boy bounced around the office collecting his clothes. The best thing about being in charge of a company was all the little perks and Jamie had all the perky ass he could fuck. People had often made fun of his small stature and chubby body but now the head of a successful corporation they wouldn’t dare say a bad word about him, well at least not to his face. Now that he was in charge he was making up for the missed opportunities in his youth, the drinking, the parties and a ton of sex. It was easy to employ good looking interns with the university nearby and with a few subtle gestures Jamie could hint at how they could increase their salaries. 

Caveman

Dustin sighed and then quickly plastered on a fake grin and let out a false moan of pleasure. Dustin gritted teeth, this had to be the worse fuck he had had in a while, why were all the guys he picked up so sensitive and careful. Dustin had thought by taking home an older, gruff muscle bear that he would be in for the rough, pleasurable fuck he wanted but he was even worse than the guys before. Then man kept stroking Dustin’s body, checking whether he was alright, asking if it was good and what made Dustin cringe the most were all the compliments and declarations of affection. 

Bubble

Danny turned around; pushing out his butt in the brand new jockstrap he had got especially for this occasion. For the last month he has been going to the gym twice a day, has deprived himself of all junk food and had not touched a drop of alcohol, he needed to needed to look his best. From when he was seventeen Danny knew what he wanted to be and his dreams all hung in the balance at this very moment. See while most young men wanted to be doctors or firemen, Danny wanted to be a porn star. Now standing in front of the casting director, Danny prayed he had done enough. While he certainly had the equipment to be in porn and his face wasn’t at all bad to look at, it was his body that let him down. While he was a little toned, he didn’t have the big arms and chest that most guys in porn had but Danny had been working hard on them. Dehydrated and pumped up from the morning workout his muscles looked big and pronounced, they looked good. 

Hairless

Michael and Bradley laughed as they took the picture, they had never taken a mirror selfie before and both of them were finding it a little embarrassing and funny to do.

Bro

Clark couldn’t help but stare, like nature documentary he watched curiously as the huge, hulking slab of dumb muscle sitting outside the campus bar drank its seventh beer. Clark couldn’t understand how they could even let an idiot like him and all of his frat brothers onto campus, this was supposed to be a place of learning, of discovery and of science but to those sweaty idiots it was just a place to party. Anger bubbled inside Clark as he watched the cocky dude flex his biceps in his tight pink muscle tee and stretch out his legs in his tiny workout shorts. Clark was here because he worked hard, he studied, he read books, he collected, he wrote papers and he designed experiments while that mountain of moronic muscle did nothing but go to the gym and run into other muscular guys on a field. It was embarrassing that someone like him was even allowed to be at the same place as Clark, a zoo would be more fitting for that bunch of apes. Clark’s anger soon turned to disgust as the bro he watched stood up, silenced all of his friends and belched, offending Clark but garnering applause from of his muscular buddies. They were disgusting, the stunk like week old underwear and released more methane than most cows. Clark had a theory that climate change could be blamed more these jocks farts and burps than all the cattle farms across the world. Clark’s nose wrinkled as even from several feet away the groups stench hit him, they were the worse and Clark told himself that he would rather be dead than be like them, however that wasn’t entirely true and that’s why the trickster was lurking.

Gains

The camera clicked and flashed as Neil posed and pouted for the man snapping pictures of him. Neil enjoyed being a model, his lithe frame, tall body and sculpted jawline made him the prime candidate for runways and fashion shoots. The twenty one year old would often be shirtless, his hair styled but still a little scruffy and his signature face was having his chin down while looking up with his lips pouted to make them look bigger and more voluptuous. Plus, while Neil enjoyed the work, he also loved the lifestyle; all the clubs and beautiful people meant he was always out having fun, meeting hot girls, eating great food, drinking fancy drinks and doing wild and expensive activities. This weekend he was being flown out to Bali where he’d be doing an appearance and a bunch of modelling on the beach but it also meant incredible hotels, amazing sights and out of this world parties. Neil couldn’t wait, however he was becoming just a little bit self-conscious as he heard his phone buzz and that’s when a wisp of green smoke danced behind his ear.

Obscene

While the trickster did enjoy finding those dirty little desires, the obscure wishes and sinful wants that he could twist and use to torture his prey, sometimes it was just as fun to go for the low hanging fruit. It could have been any street, maybe even yours, where a man was sitting naked on his bed and looking down his crotch.

Muscles

Brad yawned and stretched as got up from bed, his lithe, toned body shining against the glow of the morning sun. Brad smiled as he looked out onto the cityscape from his apartment; today was going to be a good day. He loved his job as a photographer, he was meeting his girlfriend later for some lunch and in the evening he was going for a drink with a bunch of friends. Brad even caught a glimpse of his own reflection in the window pane, even with bed head he still looked cute, his fit body and steadily growing bulge were also something to smile about. However, even someone as happy and content as Brad was not immune to want and desire even if it was small, meaning that as the green smoke circled above, he was not immune from the trickster. 

Feminine

Julio flexed his muscles and gave a little pout to his reflection in the mirror. Julio knew he looked good, he had worked tirelessly for the perfect body, he always got his hair done professionally, he always got a facial at the spa and he always made sure he was in tight designer clothes. Julio loved to look at and admire his body, years of working out, countless boring protein filled meals and all the supplements he could think of had led to a body that any man or women would desire. Julio grinned as he flexed and marvelled at his different muscles. His biceps were something he was particularly proud of; the huge boulders were obvious in any shirt that he wore, not that he would choose to wear anything that would cover up his physique. Julio loved how the veins popped from his arms, like tiny blue rivers carving through hard rock. Julio moved over to his torso, he barely had to tense for his eight pack to become defined, the ladies loved running their hands across it, feeling all the groves that had taken years to make. While the women liked the abs, the men enjoyed his pecs. They weren’t something Julio was particular fussed about but they needed to be big to match the size of his other muscles. The huge muscle pillows jutted out from his chest and Julio had to admit he did like giving them squeeze and making them bounce. Lastly Julio looked past his sizeable bulge to view his legs and butt. His legs reminded him of large, solid, muscular tree trunks; the way the muscles were defined made many guys at the gym jealous. While he worked out his legs rigorously, his butt was an added bonus. The large rounded cheeks were as hard as rock and Julio didn’t hate how they looked in a tight pair of jeans or now in his skimpy underwear. Yet while Julio loved his body, the struggle he had was showing it off properly.

Leather

Billy looked out from the bar he was dancing at to the biker bar across the street, now those were some real men. Guys that wore leather, who looked tough, who were dominant and unapologetic for their unbridled masculinity. Billy sighed as he went back to dancing in his skimpy red undies, his bubble butt on show for all the men gathered around him. None of them were what he was looking for, the skinny prancing twinks, the cute, hairy bears and the older but sweet guys that all worshipped his body and butt, that’s not what Billy wanted. 

Mask

Henry smiled as he gave a little wave to last night’s date, but as soon as the door closed he let out a long sigh of disappointment. All of the guys he’d been out with were sweet enough, but when it came to the bedroom they were all so passive and so… vanilla. None of them wanted to explore or try something new, they just wanted the standard sex and normally Henry would have to take the lead. Henry had tried to look for more adventurous people but they all seemed to be focussed on particularly fetishes and it’s not like he wanted a total weirdo. Henry let out another sigh as he thought back to the night of lack lustre sex and then to what he wished could have happened, while the swirls of green smoke appeared and danced above him.

Gassy

Russell scrolled through social media, his cock getting harder as he perused the many hot pictures of guys with their shirt off, ass out or bulge showing. Being that bit older, Russell could only dream of being with guys as hot and young as them. The only time they were interested was when they were exploring some daddy fetish that he wanted no part in, so instead Russell was resigned to jerking off to their social media pages. Russell had been scrolling for only 5 minutes when he stopped and his cock strained as it became fully erect at just the sight of the picture.

Possession

That arrogant prick wasn’t going to know what hit him. The trickster had been watching the cocky, muscular bro all day, how he strutted around the pool showing off his biceps and pecs, how he laughed at the other men who weren’t in good shape and how he had the audacity to flirt with anyone he wanted. Sure he had perfectly styled, dirty blonde hair, sure he had worked hard for his washboard abs and bulbous pectorals, and sure he had the outline of a very large dick print in his tight swim shorts but still arrogance and overconfidence were sins to most people. It was only a matter of time before a disgruntled husband, a horny slut or a jealous guy would make their desires known. Yet it was only when the cocky dude laid down to nap in the sun that the people around him began to curse him out. 

Jockstrap

Drew cringed as he watched another gay couple bounce across the street, holding hands, giving each other a kiss and making sure everyone was aware of their ‘gayness’. Drew couldn’t understand it, how had his little neighbourhood become filled with queers? Drew grimaced as he watched the two men laughing and giggling, their pink underwear peeking out from their tight jeans. How were they allowed to look and act like that? 

Clown

There they were, those dumb stupid muscle apes. Laughing, joking, taking selfies with their shirts off, what a bunch of morons and clowns, even on a night out they act the same. They all were so arrogant, so carefree and always having so much fun. They were the hottest, dumbest guys on campus and Joey both hated and envied them. They always were having the best time joking around with each, laughing their loud dumb chuckles and always hanging around in a big dumb hoard. They may smell like the inside of a jockstrap and they may have the combined maturity of an 8 year old but Joey would do anything just to be part of the group. 

Feet