Perfect

Harley giggled as he looked at his latest picture; he looked so cute and adorable with his pale bubble butt in the air, his pouty red lips and powder puff pink hair. Harley loved all the attention he got online and it was clear that people loved him to. Most days he would wake up to find a barrage of complimentary messages, gifts brought from his wish list and bank account bolstered by fans money. Harley loved his fans and he loved reading their comments and messages, however while Harley had thousands of followers and fans he also had haters.  There was always this particular group of people that would post negative and unflattering comments calling him ‘fake’, ‘unnatural’, ‘photoshopped’ and ‘airbrushed’. They would post on all his pictures making these claims and shaming him for promoting unrealistic standards and damaging people own body image as they tried to achieve the unobtainable that he was supposedly posting. Harley’s giggles and smiles soon stopped as he saw these same comments appearing on his latest post, feeling himself getting upset and angry Harley started to pout as green smoke materialised under his bed.

Irritated and frustrated Harley thought about replying to the trolls and losers who kept putting him down but that would only make things worse. Sure he used the filters and a little bit of face tune and maybe he had some Botox, a few cheek and lip fillers but besides that he was completely natural.  Harley had even tried to appease the negative commenters by posting pictures without the filters and effects the app allowed but still they complained. Harley sulked as he read through the comments, they made him out to be some sort of villain just for posting cute and sexy pictures of himself, he was fed up. Brooding and moody Harley made his childish wish.

“I wish I was perfect. Then they’d have nothing to complain about and they’d all stop hassling me” Harley huffed as he rolled over on his bed and the green smoke leapt out from beneath him and attacked his naked body.  

Harley immediately started to wave his hands around as he held his breath and to his surprise it worked as the green smoke dispersed leaving a strange tingling in his chest. Harley wasn’t sure what he should do next, the smoke was gone but had left him with a strange feeling, did he need to call a doctor? Harley felt his chest curiously, his tiny little pecs felt the same perhaps a little softer but other than that he seemed fine, it was just a niggling tingling sensation. As Harley continued to feel his chest his hand grazed one of his nipples and an unusual, pleasurable sensation emanated from it. Harley had never found his nipples sensitive before but as he gave them a little tweak he couldn’t help but let out a little moan of pleasure. Although his chest was still tingling Harley was far more interested in the erotic development around his now pleasurable nipples as he continued to pinch and play with them. Harley was enjoying himself until he noticed something odd, the more he played with his nipples the larger they felt, at first the twink put it down to them becoming swollen from all the pinching but after a while his nipples felt more than just puffy. Craning his neck down at his chest Harley let out a little yelp as he saw that it wasn’t just his nipples that had grown. Harley immediately groped at his small pair of pecs and now found them squishy and soft even when he tried to flex them. The previous small circular nipples had also enlarged making them take up more room on his chest and still they were growing. Harley rolled out of bed as quick as he could and scurried to find his phone, as he stood up he felt his soft pecs sags and jiggle. Harley moaned as he looked down at his chest and saw two sizable moobs forming on his chest, the two fatty lumps growing at an alarming rate. Harley hastily tossed things around his room as he tried to find where his phone was, he needed help now. The more he moved around the more aware he became of his growing man boobs as they bobbed and wobbled as he looked around his room. Harley stood up quickly as he felt the tingle in his chest intensify, looking down anxiously Harley let out a frightened squeak as his previous pecs finished their transformation. Harley felt the tingle subside and curiously he raised he hands to his chest and gave one of his new moobs a poke and watched in horror as it wobbled and knocked into the other making his whole chest jiggle. In shock Harley walked to his bathroom, his new chest bouncing away with each step and looked at his reflection. Harley couldn’t believe what had happened, out of nowhere, the muscles in his chest had dissolved and his pecs had been filled with a large amount of fat making them droop and sag off his chest while his nipples had grown exponentially. Now instead of relatively flat chest, Harley was left with a perfectly round, perky, jiggling set of man tits.  

Harley couldn’t understand how it was possible both how his new tits had appeared and how it was at all possible that had only gained weight in his chest. His skinny frame and slender body only emphasised his large, fatty chest, he almost looked like a woman except for the light dusting of hair on his fat pair of breasts. Harley looked at himself in disgust, he needed to get this fixed right away and quickly he made his way to his wardrobe pulled out the nearest top which he pulled over his body. The pink tank top did nothing to hide his pendulous breast but looking at the clothed lumps on his chest was more bearable than the naked hairy man tits. Harley was just about to continue his anxious search for his phone when the strange tingle returned but this time it was bothering his ass.

Just like before Harley reached around to touch where the tingle was coming from and just like before he didn’t feel anything different when he squished his cute little bubble butt, yet this time Harley was wiser. Backing up to his bathroom again he craned over his shoulder to see his cute ass in the mirror and sure it looked as bubbly and round as ever but as he touched it again it felt different. Alarmed that he may start to be getting a huge fat ass to occupy his new pair of chubby tits, Harley was about to return to his frantic search for his phone but he made a fatal mistake. Before he turned away from his reflection and before he focussed on his real goal of calling for help, he gave his ass one last squeeze and as he did a wave of pleasure ran through his body. With a shiver of ecstasy Harley kept his hands on his ass and couldn’t help but indulge himself as just like with his nipples he revelled in the orgasmic pleasure. Harley moaned as he squeezed and kneaded his perfect butt, he had always liked playing with his cheeks but this new feeling was on a whole other level of pleasure. As Harley wobbled and caressed his cheeks he became more aware that they were filling out his hands and the cheeks were jiggling just that little bit more. Harley craned his neck again and looked at his reflection and whimpered, his ass cheeks were definitely fatter as already they were starting to lose the bubble butt shape and was that a tattoo?! Harley knew he needed to stop but his body froze and his hands were acting without his consent. Unlike with his moobs, Harley wasn’t given the option to ignore his new butt’s growth and try to get help. Instead he was cruelly forced to watch as his hands playfully frolicked with his growing buttocks. 

Harley whimpered as he tried to shout for help but his mouth remained closed, his cheeks had now lost their cute curvy appearance and were ballooning outwards and dimpling. However, as Harley was forced to play with his growing ass he realised it didn’t feel right; the swelling inside his new cheeks didn’t feel anything he had felt before, it certainly didn’t feel like fat but something more unnatural. Harley looked at his ass continuing to blow up and expand and his eyes went wide with shock as he saw the new shape it was taking. Harley was only allowed to let out muffled screams as he pieced together what the odd feeling in his ass actually was, as his ass grew to unnatural proportions and swelled outwards filling not with fat but with silicone. Harley felt himself start to tear up as he watched as his once cute little bubble balloon into a ridiculous, wobbling, jelly like booty that abnormally bloated outwards to the sides. When his new fake booty had finally finished forming, the tattoos finished imprinting and the tingle diminished Harley was devastated with what he was left with. His cute, smooth, round ass had been one of his main attractions and prized attributes but now it had been puffed up to an absurd level by the huge amount of silicone that sat in each of the cheeks. With a curious jiggle Harley watched in despair as his two new fake, fat ass cheeks wobbled uncontrollably and bulged outwards. Gone was his previously pretty, pale, perky butt and instead was a perfectly bulging, bursting fake booty, perfect for thongs and jockstraps, and perfect for kinky sluts. 

Harley turned back to face the mirror, revolted by the sight of his new fake, pear shaped booty and cringed as he felt the huge cheeks wobble behind him. Harley looked at himself in the mirror, with his new tits, new ass and skinny waist he looked bizarre, like some fucked up twinky Barbie doll. Gone was his beautifully, adorable body and instead he now had fat man tits and a sloshing, shaking heavy ass. Harley already found his new body hard to look at but he was forced to stare at it again as the tingling returned, this time in his crotch. Harley was frantic as he looked down at his dick, that couldn’t change could it? His dick couldn’t gain weight that was impossible, right? But then Harley thought about his new plastic behind and all the silicone squishing around back there, what if the same happened to his cock?! Harley had seen pictures of dudes obsessed with injecting and growing their packages with silicone only for them to be left was fat, blob like cocks, Harley couldn’t let that happen to his prized pecker.   This time the cruel force that was changing him allowed him to move and he leapt from his bathroom and ran through his home, his fat tits and fake ass bouncing as he did. Harley could feel the tingle in his crotch as he raced around, where had he left his phone?! Soon the tingling turned to a burning but Harley didn’t want to look down, he couldn't face losing another part of him. Running around in a frenzy Harley tried his hardest to ignore the burning sensation, he tried not to steal a glance of his obviously changing crotch and up to a point his self-control was strong enough. It was only when he ran back upstairs to look again and his hand grazed his flopping dick that he was forced to the floor as a paralysing wave of pleasure erupted through him. 

Breathing heavily Harley felt like he had just unleashed a hot load of cum, his dick pulsing like it was trying to release the pressure but that had just been the pleasure of simply touching his cock. Harley looked upwards not wanting to even chance seeing his altering crotch but as he tried to get up and his dick touched his thigh he found himself forced back to the floor with overwhelming delight. Harley whined as he sat on the floor, he was trapped, he couldn’t move without his sensitive dick touching him and sending him into a fit carnal joy. If he had any hope of getting up he would have to look at his dick and avoid making it touch him. Harley didn’t want to do it, he didn’t want to see the bloated, swollen atrocity that his dick had inevitably become but if he didn’t, what else might happen to him? His ass, tits and cock might decide to grow again and he could be left as some immobile shut in, trapped but his enormous chest, booty and dong! He couldn’t let that happen, he couldn’t lose anymore of himself so like ripping off a plaster Harley looked down at his crotch. Harley had expected the worse but he hadn’t expected this!  Harley let out a pathetic sob as he looked down at his burning tingling crotch, where he had expected to be silicone he had found something else and for Harley this was much worse. Starting from his hips and spreading downwards to his crotch and stopping just before his knees was an assortment of brightly coloured, elaborate and some incredibly crude tattoos. Nearly every inch of his skin had been covered with, patterns, animals, images of cocks and naked men, even his ball sack had dark black stripes across it, all that was left was his cock. Harley tried to move but even the smallest jolts led him to the pseudo orgasmic state meaning he had no choice but to watch as his cock was inked, red, yellow, black and orange as an elaborate, bright snake like pattern made its way up his modest cock. When the tattoo finally reached the stop Harley let a deafening screech of agony as it felt like the tip of his cock had be pounded by a hammer. However, Harley might have preferred that to the reality which was the new thick, gleaming, Prince Albert piercing that now hung limply from his modified cock. Harley couldn’t help but cry as he looked at his crotch and the burning, tingling faded once more. His modest cock and balls had forever been stained and permanently altered, lost forever and instead replaced by the most perfectly tattooed and ornate crotch the world would ever see.

Harley just sat slumped on his floor for a while, his big fake ass acting as a cushion as he looked down at his chubby chest and painted, pierced cock. It was clear now that anything could happen to his body, it could be warped and changed at will and still Harley didn’t know what was causing it. Harley didn’t know if there was even a point to getting help anymore, who would believe that he had gained a ton of silicone in each of his ass cheeks or that the tattoos that adorned his crotch had magically appeared on his skin. So when Harley felt his arms begin to tingle he didn’t even react, what was the point? It would cost thousands to remove the tattoos and silicone; it would take years to lose the fat from his chest and weeks for his cock to heal from the enormous piercing. Harley sniffled as he looked at his arms and watched as they started to change, Harley was expecting more tattoos or fat but instead he was surprised when his arms started to feel invigorated and renewed as they grew. Harley has never expected to see his arms expand at such a rapid rate as his biceps bulged outwards and thick veins came to the surface of the skin running up and down his arms. As the energy in his arms amplified Harley let out a roar as his arms expanded with copious amount of muscle. Harley found himself getting up from the floor, the need to use the excess energy building in his biceps and triceps. Pushing him forward, he grabbed the heaviest objects he could find and started doing bicep curls. Lost in his need to exercise Harley was only acutely aware of how much his arms were still expanding, the muscle distending and bloating outwards his biceps developing at unbelievable rate. With each curl another inch was added, 9 inches, 10 inches, 11 inches, with an almighty shout Harley did one last curl and fell to the floor, the energy draining immediately and leaving him exhausted and with biceps that were now close to 15 inches. Harley tried to catch his breath as he tried to restore the energy he had suddenly lost before looking at his arms. With a defeated groan Harley started sobbing again, lost in the haze he hadn’t seen how truly large his arms had become and now next to his fat tits and skinny waist his arms looked like they had been ripped from entirely different person and glued to his new disproportioned physique. Curiously Harley raised his right arm and watch as the bowling ball sized muscle tensed and flexed, to add to his body Harley now had the perfect pair of bodybuilder arms.  

Harley looked at his new strong arms that were completely at odds with his small body, fat chest and wide hips and skinny waist, he looked like a freak. Harley cursed himself for even thinking of giving up, he if didn’t get help now who knows what he could end up looking like, he could have a tail or horns for all he knew. Using his gorilla like arms Harley got himself back up, no longer bothering to waste time looking for his phone he needed to get out of his home and find someone, anyone that could get him to a doctor.  Determined and motivated once again Harley got to his feet, took one step and immediate collapsed to the floor. Harley was confused and distressed as he clambered around on the floor, could he no longer stand up? Was he stuck as a warped, mix up of a man that couldn’t even get to his feet? But the reason why he fell soon became apparent to him as the tingling returned, niggling at his soles and toes. Still resolute Harley tried once again to stand but as soon as he put the slightest bit of pressure on his feet he felt them buckle and he’d fall back onto his big fake booty. Giving his sore ass a rub Harley looked down at his useless feet as they continued to tingle, just like the rest of his previous body his feet had been cute and petite but that was all about to change as Harley watched them start to elongate. Harley watched for a about a second before he decided he couldn’t waste any more time, using his arms he pulled himself along the floor to his stairs and started cautiously making his way down them. Every step he got down meant another moment where his feet grew in size, already at a size 9 they still had a lot of room to grow. Harley plopped his big cushioned ass on to the next step as he watched his feet stretch outwards and his toes grow larger. Harley couldn’t focus on his feet he needed help and they were just a distraction, a fire burning inside him Harley made his way down the staircase, while only 12 steps it felt like he was pulling himself down a mountain as he bulky, awkward body made it hard for him to manoeuvre. When he finally reached the bottom it seemed like all of his effort was for nothing, because as soon as his cushioned buttocks hit the floor his feet stopped tingling and their growth stopped.  Furious, Harley stared down at his now enormous feet, part of him wanted to be unfazed by the change, to ignore it and continue with his mission but he couldn’t help moan and mourn at the two new sasquatch feet he had been given. The new humongous flippers now stopped at a whopping size 18, well over double the size they use to be before. Getting to his feet Harley started to move around and immediately tripped over his new clumsy, giant feet. Gone were his adorable, pedicured toes and soles, now he was left with the perfect pair of lumbering, long, clown feet.

Harley felt at odds with his body, it was getting harder and harder to move fluidly and he had to concentrate more on the movements he was making. His huge, wobbling ass meant he had a large weight on his lower back, his fat tits meant he was heavier on his chest, his huge feet made it hard to balance and with his arms nearly weighing more than all of his body it was difficult to position them right, his skinny legs and waist didn’t help with the uneven distribution of weight either, but still he got up. Standing before his front door he only had to take a few more steps and then someone or anyone could see him in distress albeit half naked, he didn’t have the time to waste covering his ass and brightly coloured cock he was going to get help. Harley reached for the door with his huge muscular arms that with a little effort could rip the wooden slab from its hinges, however before his fingers even skimmed the handle his head tingled and a pain like no other made Harley scream. Holding his head in his hands Harley yelled and cried as an immense pressure squeezed and pushed in and around his face. Howling in agony Harley wept as his skull crunched as the bones started to reform.

“NO. PLEASE STOP!” Harley wailed. “NOT MY FACE. ANYTHING BUT MY FACE”

But Harley’s pleas were only met with more bone cracking sounds and immense pain as his face reshaped itself. First his brow deepened and with snap became extremely pronounced giving him a more simian appearance. His chin soon followed pushing itself forward extending his lower jaw making it always seem like Harley had a dumb look on his face as it would always hang open. With more agony and anguish Harley cried out as his lips plumped up, his nose doubled in size as it grew wider, his ear pulled themselves outwards and his eyes shrunk. Terrified and sobbing Harley grieved for his face as his features were beaten into more cavemen like qualities. As a final humiliating blow Harley watched as his pink hair fell from his head, leaving him with just balding stubble that quickly turned a dull brown. When the pain was finally over and his face started to settle Harley didn’t even want to look he just stayed sobbing on the floor clutching his pink locks. Part of him was expecting the tingle to return, for his legs or stomach to bubble and change but after nearly twenty minutes of bemoaning the loss of his cute, attractive twink body he realised it was over. Crawling to his feet Harley finally came face to face with the new him and instantly he started crying all over again. His pouty lips, boyish good looks and styled hair were all gone and now he had the intimidating, dumb, ape like face that was perfect for a common thug. 

Harley had wished to be perfect and now how could he complain? All of him was perfect in very different ways. Strangely Harley stopped posting on social media after that, no one knew where he went or what happened to him. Instead the only profile of the same name was one for a fetish site where a weird Frankenstein of a man with chubby man tits, an inflated fake ass, a colourful tattooed cock, immensely muscular arms, stretched out feet and a dumb looking face was looking was someone to like and love him. Perhaps one day the trickster would lead him to one of his other creations but for now he was content in watching the freakish monster he made beg people for their attention and affection only never to receive any.