Truth Tales

 

Tommy spun the truth ring on his finger, the power flowing through him making more confident and more aroused. He had to be the luckiest man on Earth to find a ring that would make whatever he said come true. So far revenge has satisfied him, those who had tormented him were trapped in personal hells never to escape but now Tommy hungered for more. The ring and his growing boner longed to twist the reality of unsuspecting but deserving men. Standing in the centre of a local gym Tommy knew his next victim would make himself known. The arrogance, overconfidence and entitlement that oozed from the men around him was so thick he could almost taste it and so could the ring.


Tommy scanned the room until he spotted his next target, smaller men were quickly scurrying out of the way as a monster of man strode through them to the weights. Tommy smiled and his cock hardened as he watched the huge muscular man head towards the wall of mirrors with his weights in hand. The man had to be at least 6 '5 in height as he towered over almost everyone around him, his rich dark skin glistened with sweat from his hours of working out, while all of his muscles bulged and flexed after a long session of pumping iron. The tight black vest barely contained his huge mountainous pectorals that bounced as the bodybuilder started to lift the weights, his biceps were like bowling balls which swelled larger as he continued his workout. The man’s face was of pure determination and it seemed no one dared interact or go near him. The bodybuilder’s focus, body and thick bulge in his shorts was enough to intimidate everyone around him.

Now Tommy would have admired the man’s hard work and dedication, his body was amazing and anyone who was lucky enough to experience what was in his tight grey shorts would be in a wheelchair for a week after just one session. However, sadly as Tommy observed the bodybuilder he watched him push and shove others out of the way, stare down other men and even shout at some poor guy who was not using a machine correctly, the bodybuilder may have looked amazing but he was just an asshole. An asshole that needed to hear the truth. Tommy smiled as he began to speak to the ring which glowed in anticipation.


“That bodybuilder will find himself frozen in front of the mirror, he cannot speak and no one around him with notice or care what is happening to him”


Tommy always enjoyed the first look of panic on his victims as they felt their own bodies betray them. The bodybuilder’s eyes went wide as he felt his body lock in place, his reflection all he could stare at. His mind screaming for help but sadly only Tommy could hear his cries which he swiftly ignored as he walked up behind the behemoth and ran his hand down his wide back before cupping his muscular ass.


“Wow you really are impressive, it’s going to be a shame to see this body go but the world doesn’t need anymore assholes who use their size and power to scare others” Tommy sighed as he took one last look at the muscular body in front of him before continuing to speak to the ring. “You will lose three quarters of your muscle mass and gain 250 pounds of fat.”


The bodybuilder at first was confused and angry, what was this dude talking about? Why wasn’t he helping him? What was he talking about? Muscle mass? Fat? However, the bodybuilder didn’t have to wait much longer to find out what the strange man meant as he watched his reflection. It started with his arms, the veiny toned massive muscles practically melted away as the hard, boulder-like biceps turned soft and squishy. The definition vanished in seconds and pounds of fat covered up his dwindling muscles as his two arms grew flabby and weak. Next his chest dropped as his pectorals became bouncing man boobs that sagged and jiggled like a woman's tits. His stomach bulged, his thighs expanded until they touched and crushed his cock and balls. While his face filled with fat, his jawline sank into a large roll of soft, jiggling chub. The bodybuilder shouted violently and furiously in his own mind, hating as more and more of his muscle was lost and instead was replaced by fatty folds. A decade of going to the gym was gone in seconds and instead it looked like this was his first time ever working out. The bodybuilder wanted to kill Tommy but he remained frozen in place staring at his new chubby form.

Tommy smiled and gave the bodybuilder’s new round stomach a quick prod, making it wobble and jiggle. Tommy looked at the reflection while the man’s intimidating body was long gone, he was still imposing and the glare on his face still gave the former bodybuilder an unearned sense of authority. Tommy knew he had to fix that as he spoke the truth again.


“You will no longer glare, in fact all you can ever do is smile. A dumb almost goofy smile” Tommy said as he watched the bodybuilder gain a new dumb smile, which gave Tommy an even better idea. “That goofy smile will be matched by your new goofy, nerdy personality. Your voice is now nasally and higher pitched almost like a cartoon. You are very clumsy, your fat ass and big belly are always bumping into things, this isn’t helped by your poor eye sight which is why you wear your glasses. You lack confidence and only speak to people when you have to, you are overly apologetic and always listen and obey authority, well authority to you is anyone who is more confident than you.” Tommy’s grin curled into an evil smile as he crafted the new man’s personality. “People will only see you as a bumbling nerd, someone scared of new things, afraid to talk to attractive people, easily startled and when you are you unleash the most enormous farts that only cause you more embarrassment. I never got to know your name but your new one is Ernest, Ernest Weenerpuss.”


The bodybuilder or Ernest as his brain now told him was mortified and at first his internal screams of protest were full of anger and hate, however they soon changed to fear and desperation as his brain began to rewire and change him. It started with the goofy smile on his face, he wanted to stop it but this was now what his relaxed face would revert to. Next he felt himself become unbalanced even though he was standing still, it was as if his ass and belly were too heavy for him to hold upright meaning he knew he would be falling and bumping into everything. Ernest then felt his body slouch down, no longer having the confidence to stand tall, he hated his height and size as so many people could see and look at him. Ernest felt his stomach twist as anxiety ravaged his psyche, no longer was it easy to talk to people or even look at them and being out in public was always a challenge. Ernest just wanted to cry, he knew that wasn’t his name, he knew this wasn’t his body and he knew this wasn’t him but he could only stare at his dumb smile and new goofy glasses.

 “BOO” Tommy bellowed suddenly


“WWAAAAAAAA, *PPPHHHRTTAAAAAAAPPPP” Ernest screamed his high pitched nasally voice coming out as a weird waa sound, the sudden fright causing his ass to open and unleash a long loud fart that droned on for what seemed like an eternity. Ernest couldn’t let this be his new life, he couldn’t sound like that, he couldn’t look like this, he couldn’t be Ernest not after being a powerful god like bodybuilder! Yet no matter how much the fat gassy nerd tried to struggle he remained in place, staring at his own goofy smile and smelling his own rancid fart.


“Now this is much better, no more scary bodybuilder asshole at the gym, just big fat farting Ernest!” Tommy cackled as he listened to the former bodybuilder’s cries of help and pleas to reverse what he had done but Tommy once again ignored them and continued to speak the truth. “Now Ernest you look so strange in gym clothes, a fat shy nerd like yourself would never expose his flabby body. No, you should be in your tight grey trousers that make your ass look massive, your neatly ironed shirt that's tucked in and close to bursting. Not to mention those big clompy dress shoes, tight belt and handsome bowtie. Oh and don’t forget your tighty whiteys people need to see those so they can wedgie you!”


Ernest didn’t want to look at himself but his frozen body had no choice as he watched his new fat body be clothed. The trousers did indeed make his ass look huge and no doubt the waistband of his tighty whiteys were hanging out the back. His big belly bulged and strained the buttons of his small shirt, while the bowtie almost choked his chubby neck. He looked like a big fat nerd and he felt like one too. The old him was still there but was finding it hard to take hold, it had no place in the brain of a clumsy, gassy, obese nerd.

“Now don’t you look handsome Ernest, but I think you might have taken a wrong turn you silly fat fucker, you don’t go to the gym!” Tommy laughed as he slapped Ernest painfully on his plump chubby ass, the sudden pain causing the fat nerd to fart involuntarily again. “Now don’t worry I’ll help you go where you need to go and I don’t want you to stress, everyone in the world only remembers this version of Ernest Weenypuss, not the man you were before and reality has changed to compensate. I’m sure you will find your new home, job and sexual interests a lot of fun to experience but for now lets get you on your way you goofy goober! You were just at your favourite fast food burger joint where you have just ordered three family meals all for yourself. Now those cheeseburgers always upset your stomach but you always get them you big oaf. Enjoy your lunch and your evening sitting on the toilet. Now get going!” Tommy then gave Ernest a big push as the world around him whooshed and changed until the 350 pound obese nerd found himself at the front of the line at a burger joint picking up a mountain of food.

Ernest knew something was wrong, he knew this wasn’t his life, he was confident, fit and attractive but as he slammed down his fat ass into a booth and started to eat the first of ten cheeseburgers, his past life faded and that part of him became locked away at the back of his mind. A lonely spectator to the fat comical life he now had as Ernest Weenypuss. Ernest shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he wolfed down another cheeseburger, his stomach already churning. A nagging feeling that something was wrong still bugged him, until he realised he forgot to order onion rings!