Unusual

There was no question about it Hank was a perv, he spent most of his day on social media following cute, slutty twinks  that were half his age and messaging or hassling them about how much he’d want to shoot a load of cum up their perfect assholes. Most days Hank would record himself jerking off to their pictures and then send the videos to the twinks; part of him hoped they’d message back but mostly it was just to show his depraved, sense of appreciation. Hank for the most part, was obsessed with one guy in particular. The twinks name- well his social media name was Teddy and Hank found him stunningly beautiful so much so that not a day went by that Hank didn’t think about him or wank his pathetic two inch cock to his pictures. Teddy had moulded his body into an object of affection and lust, he was well aware that his plump lips, preened face, dyed hair, skinny hairless body and fat, plump ass drove  men wild and took full advantage of it. Men pledged money to him every day and Hank was no different, an old fat slob like him would give anything for even a moment with such a slutty, fat assed twink, so giving away part of his pay check each month didn’t seem like an issue. Hank had never got a single reply or even a thank you from Teddy for the all the money he had pledged, but this just seemed to make Hank hornier and more desperate for the young, perfect man’s approval. Nothing had changed the day the green smoke visited Hank’s apartment, he was sitting in his comfy chair, playing with his little nub of a cock when a new post from Teddy popped up, a post that would change Hank’s life forever.

Hank felt his cock stir as he looked at the new picture of Teddy, the smooth twink wearing nothing but a little thong, his plump lips pouting seductively and his fat butt sticking out from the sides of his curvaceous body. Hank was just about to wank to the thought of fucking Teddy’s mouth and butt when he read the caption with the photo. 

‘Grrr so angry and horny today guy, the surgeon I went to said he would refuse to operate. He said something dumb like I’m too young and the procedure would be dangerous but it’s my body and my choice! Eurgh I need some daddies to send me some cash so I can cheer myself up’.

Most men would have read the message with contempt and annoyance, the entitled bratty post screamed spoiled, petulant child but for fans like Hank he only felt sorrow and frustration for his favourite twink.  Hank immediately started messaging Teddy telling him he was sending money right away and that his point was justified and the doctor was an idiot. After sending a couple hundred dollars Hank messaged again;

‘I hope this makes you feel better.’

Hank was surprised when his phone vibrated and he received a message back from Teddy;

‘ :( ’

Hank was both giddy and dismayed, he had finally got heard back from his favourite hot piece of ass but it was just a mark of sadness. Hank felt awful that Teddy was sad; this wasn’t how he wanted their first interaction to go. Clawing for approval and to prove himself Hank started messaging back and the green smoke of change swirled above him. 

‘Oh no baby still sad? Maybe I can send more money? Would that help? Please babe I don’t want you feeling blue. I wish there was a way for me to make your surgery happen, anything to make you happy.’

Hank was just about to go to his cash app to send more money to Teddy when the green smoke descended on him. It swirled around his head and body causing Hank to choke and drop his phone. Waving and kicking frantically in his chair Hank tried to get up and escape the smoke but it was too thick and soon he felt himself getting tired and it was getting harder and harder to move. When the green smoke stopped and slowly faded away Hank was left slumped in his chair unable to move and unable to speak. All Hank could muster was a low groan as he looked around frightened after what had just happened to him. Hank became even more terrified when he watched his shirt, trousers and the rest of his clothes dissolve away in front of him, leaving him cold and completely naked. Hank let out a shivering whimper as he looked down at his body, he felt so heavy and all of his muscles seemed unresponsive. Hank looked down at his limp arm and then at his phone on the floor, if only he could reach a few more inches down then perhaps he could get help. Hank stared at his arm willing it to move as he tried to use all of his power to cause some sort of movement in his fingers. Determination burned in Hank’s eyes as he looked his index finger, all he needed was for it to move just a small little bit and then he’d know it was possible for him to move. All he need was for it to move a centimetre, no a millimetre just to give him the hope he need. So as Hank glared at the tip of his finger he felt jubilation as he saw it begin to shake just a little, this was it he was going to be alright, he wasn’t going to be left paralysed and alone, he was going to get help. However, Hank’s joy soon turned into pure fear as he watched his index finger shake, then ripple and eventually drip to the floor.

Hank was gawped in horror as his finger continued to drip and his other fingers started to ripple and bubble. A pool of clear slime like substance started to form just below him where the drips had fell, Hank didn’t know what was happening to him, he wasn’t hot so it couldn’t be sweat plus the substance looked thick and goopy nothing like water. Hank looked at the puddle and then at his hand and let out a series of panicked moans as he saw his fingers were getting shorter as more of them dripped away. Hank then quickly looked over to the rest of his body and was horrified to see the same rippling and droplets forming all over him. Hank wanted to scream and in his mind he was flailing frantically in an attempt to get any part of him to move but it was impossible. Hank was forced to watch as his body slowly melted away before him, his legs and arms were the first to go as gravity did most of the work pulling the droplets of his body downwards into the puddle below. Next was his belly, it softened and lost its colour before turning into an oozing pool that sloshed the floor with sickening plop. Now with most of his body gone Hank was dumbfounded that was still alive and horrified that he could feel the cold floor meaning he still had feeling in his now sludge like body. With nothing left to support him his head slowly slid down the back of the chair, his now slimy neck added lubricant helping him to descend quicker to his doom. Blubbering, Hank didn’t know if it was tears he was crying or just his face melting but it didn’t really matter as he slowly became transparent, his features faded and his face fell from the chair onto the pile of slop that had formed below him. With a loud splat Hank fell into the rest of his body and shivered, he was now nothing but a sentient pool of goo waiting on his bedroom floor.

Hank was left quivering on his floor, how was it possible he was still alive? How could he get help? How would people know who or what he was? Why had he been turned into this wobbling pile of slime? All of those questions were racing through Hank’s mind when the green smoke returned and encircled him making Hank shriek as he was terrorized again by the green fog. When the green mist cleared Hank was left dazed and frightened as he saw he was no longer in his own home anymore, he was in a foreign bedroom and there was a person lying flat and naked on the bed.  Hank instantly recognised the, tanned, smooth tattooed body and the huge, voluptuous butt of Teddy his favourite twink.  Hank immediately tried to call out to him but found he was still just a transparent pile slop, furthermore it appeared that Teddy was no longer conscious and this was more than just a sweet slumber. As Hank looked around the room he saw needles and syringes, a canister of oxygen, rubber gloves and surgical equipment, it was like someone was planning to operate. Hank instantly started panicking again, was someone going to hurt his dear Teddy? He needed to do something, anything, he couldn’t let them harm his sweet twink. However, even frantic with worry Hank couldn’t get his body to move or respond, he was just slime now which could only do nothing even when another person entered the room. Hank shuddered as he watched a man dressed in surgical scrubs and a mask  walk into the room and over to the unconscious Teddy. Hank gawked in fear as the man wasn’t dressed in the usual scrubs that surgeons wore; this man was dressed all in bright green. Hank didn’t know what to do as his sloppy, slushy body wobbled with fear, he wanted to shout out to the fearsome doctor to leave Teddy alone, to get away from the sweet beautiful boy but he no longer had a voice and so was left to watch as the surgeon applied an oil to Teddy’s plump perfect butt. 

 Hank felt anger build inside him as he watched the man touch his beloved Teddy, how dare he touch such a gorgeous body! However, Hank’s fury quickly faded to fear as the doctor turned to face him. Holding a large syringe he walked over to the quivering pile that was Hank and plunged it into his slimy body. Hank screamed as he felt himself being quickly sucked up the syringe, his body becoming tightly packed together as it rushed up into the tube. When the doctor was finished Hank felt squashed and compressed as he looked out of the syringe at the Surgeon who gave him a few taps. Hank was paralysed with fear as he was moved in his new tube prison over to towards the unconscious Teddy, his perky round ass pointing upwards. The surgeon looked at Hank one last time, the only person in the world that could see his melted, horrified face and started laughing as he brought the syringe down and stuck it into the awaiting Teddy. Hank barely had time to wail as the plunger was pressed down and his body was forced out into the warm, squishy darkness. Hank found it hard to focus when half of his body was stopped from joining up to the rest of him but he felt better when he felt it injected very close to him but unable to touch it.   

His body in two, his senses split and his mind reeling Hank found it very hard to focus and understand what had just happened to him. Much like the feeling of being in the plastic tube of the syringe Hank felt squashed and he felt contained, except this felt slightly different as he also felt warm and his body was able to move more. For thirty minutes Hank collected himself and was eventually able to settle and focus, he was just about to work out what had happened to him when he felt himself shift and move but not by his own accord. Whatever he was now in was starting to move and this caused his goopy body to slosh around and caused his mind to become muddled yet again. Hank felt himself moving and then he felt himself becoming squashed as an immense weight was pushed on top of him, squishing his slime like body around. Hank didn’t feel pain it was just uncomfortable and unpleasant, like sitting between two fat people on the subway.  The pressure was soon relieved but was then replaced by a shaking and bouncing, what was even more disorienting was the fact that half of Hank would be bouncing in one directly while the other half was bobbing in another. It took a while for Hank to work out where he was now jiggling and sloshing around inside, it was only went he felt the tell-tale feeling of a hand press against his body, then followed by a hard slap that made his body squish out in all directions that he realised where in now was.  Hank didn’t know what to feel as he pieced together the events that had just occurred to him, he was almost in shock as he felt the hands start caressing, squeezing and slapping him. Could it really be true? Could it really be possible? It had to all be some fucked up dream right? But as Hank heard the muffled tunes of music and felt his new body being shook and bounced around he had no choice but to accept that what was happening was real. With a scream of anguish and uncontrollably sobbing Hank was tossed around as Teddy began to twerk his new enhanced fat ass to the music. 

Teddy was giddy when he woke up from his nap, as he waddled to the bathroom he felt his new fatter ass sway and wobble from side to side. He loved how the fillers had made his ass look even bigger and curvier in contrast to his slim waist and he wasted no time playing with his full, jiggling cheeks. Twerking, caressing and spanking his new behind Teddy was overjoyed why Hank was spiralling into despair. The featureless blob of gel that Hank had become would never see the light of day again, he would forever be trapped in his beloved twinks fat ass, only able to hear the muffled outside world and the occasional fart. No one would ever come looking for him because why would they? No one would ever think to look inside the fake, bouncing bum of a slutty bratty twink and even if they did by some miracle find him they wouldn’t find a man but a lump of unremarkable, indistinguishable gloop.  This ass was his new prison, one he would never escape from, one where he would never enjoy the sights, sounds and pleasures of the world but instead be wobbled, spanked and sat on by a materialistic, spoilt twink. Bawling Hank realised that people would see pictures of him everyday as Teddy posted provocative pictures to his social media, but not a single person would ever know that a person was trapped in those beautiful bouncing cheeks. Hank sobbed and shrieked as he mourned his new life next to ass fat, he would have done anything to cheer up his darling Teddy but becoming part of his plump butt was not what he had in mind.