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Tuesday, April 9, 2024
Something funny?
Ben smiled as he saw the two drunk chav lads stagger around barely holding their beers and their trackies up. They looked a mess but were clearly having a good time as they started chanting a footie song. Ben was the total opposite to them, he was stylish, polite, middle class, educated and he couldn’t help but laugh at the lads loutish behaviour. However, it seemed that he chuckled a little bit too loud as both the men suddenly turned to face him.
“Is there something FUCKING funny?!” The skin head said as he started walking towards Ben.
“You’s laughing at us? You FUCKING Prick!” The one is the cap said getting louder and more violent.
“No no no I was jus-” Ben started to stammer out before he was swiftly punched in the gut bringing him to his knees.
“If you want something to laugh about then, I WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO LAUGH ABOUT” The skin head then grabbed a beer, snorted and spat in it a thick wad of snot. Ben grimaced and tried to stand and get away but was quickly pushed down to his knees, his hair grabbed and his head tilted back. “ Open wide cunt!”
Ben initially refused and tried to escape but a quick kick to the stomach and a hand painfully grabbing and squeezing his nose shut made Ben gasp for air giving the chavs the perfect opportunity. Ben sobbed as the tainted cheap beer was poured down his throat and he had no choice to swallow. The gross, warm and mostly flat beer bubbled down as Ben was forced to swallow or risk drowning on the disgusting drink. Ben felt his stomach swell as the amount seemed never ending as it spilled from his mouth, down his cheeks and chest, filling him up and also drenching him in the amber liquid. When the beer was empty Ben was released, he thought his ordeal was over but the churning in his guts and the tingling over his body told him otherwise.
As the chavs stepped back and watched, Ben thought he was having an allergic reaction as his face and body started to swell. Looking at his reflection in the puddle of beer in front of him Ben was horrified to see his face changing. He watched in terror as his ears grew bigger and stuck out from his head, his lips grew fat and his mouth now permanently hung open in a dumb stupor, his nose grew wide and crooked, while his teeth yellowed and jumbled in his mouth. Ben wanted to cry as he watched the hair on his head recede and turn into a cheap, poorly done fade. While his body grew a layer of muscle that was quickly eclipsed with a double layer of fat. Ben winced as he felt his cock and balls double in size along with his feet and hands. He looked like a dumb ape as his brow bone became more pronounced and his mouth hung open.
The worst was yet to come as Ben felt his brain start to tingle and thinking became harder and memories started to fade. Ben forgot how to read and write, he could count to 20 on a good day, his knowledge drained leaving him with only the most basic of skills making him only good for the most basic of labour tasks. Ben tried to fight back and regain what he lost but the beer in his body was winning as he quickly became drunk and started to crave more alcohol. He then started to crave something else, nicotine. Ben almost felt like he would kill for a cigarette as his body became overwhelmed with irrational anger, his emotions now unfiltered and his temper short. Ben felt more woozy and could barely focus as the chavs stripped him of his clothes and dressed him in stained smelly trackies, a beer and B.O soaked t-shirt and some second hand sweaty trainers.
Ben tried to get up but quickly stumbled and fell back into the pool of beer causing the two chav lads to burst into laughter. “You know what mate, that is fucking funny!” The skinhead chuckled as they watched Ben try to figure out what had just happened to him.
“Here mate, looks like you’ve had too much to drink!” The other chav said as both men grabbed Ben under his shoulders and carried him to a nearby bench. “You stay here and sober up, I’ll leave you some cigs and a tenner to help you start your new life”
Ben could only grasp his head as he tried to work out how his whole life could be turned upside down in such an instant, he needed change back, he didn’t want this! But as he looked up from the bench he found himself alone. The chav’s were long gone leaving Ben hungover, looking dumb and confused, reeking of sweat and beer, barely able to think and with nothing but some cigarettes and ten pounds to his name. Ben had nothing to laugh about now but he did have plenty to cry out.
Friday, April 5, 2024
The cost of being kinky
Eric tried his hardest to do a seductive smile as he held the pair of handcuffs close to the leather shirt he was modelling. Looking at the picture he couldn’t help but get a little aroused at his look, he was usually quite reserved in his fashion choices but lately his affinity for rubber, leather and fetish had been leading him to a more adventurous line of clothing. Turning around Eric looked at his plump, pale ass poking out of the bottom of the leather shorts and gave it a spank, if he didn't have such a young face guys would definitely be calling him daddy. However, after a few more pictures and a few more poses Eric sighed as he began undressing from the leather ensemble. Eric's little fantasy fashion shoot ended as he put the clothes back on their hangers and a curious voice called from the other side of the door asked if everything was alright. Deflated Eric sighed back a quick “fine thank you”, before staring forlornly at the outfit he desperately wanted but sadly the price tags on them would never allow him to own such kinky things. It seemed for the moment Eric would have to remain a plainly dressed, broke twink... but that wouldn’t last long as a wisp of green smoke entered into the changing room.
Thursday, April 4, 2024
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Henry shuffled in his seat and adjusted his glasses. It had been a while since he had auditioned but this company called Flipside productions had said he would be perfect for a role they had lined up and wanted him to come in immediately. Henry loved musical theatre but with his job at the bookshop, his boyfriend and learning to play the ukulele, he just didn't have the time. However, after the email stroked his ego he accepted the invitation and wished for Flipside to change his life.
“Henry, we are ready for you.” A voice echoed from the room beside him and Henry nervously entered. He was shocked to see a bed, cameras and some girl with the biggest tits he had ever seen prancing around in nothing but a pair of pink panties.
“What is this? I must be in the wrong place.” Henry went red with embarrassment and quickly tried to exit when a wisp of green smoke kept him firmly in place.
“No no Henry please stay! This is definitely the right place.” A devilish voice whispered as the green smoke led Henry back to the centre of the room. “ We thought you would be the perfect person to star in this little film of ours and who knows if it's successful it could be a whole series. Now why don’t you take your clothes off so we can see what we have to work with.”
Henry tried to fight back but his body was unresponsive as he stood in the room, all the cameras pointed at him. He hated being nude and certainly wasn’t going to strip for strangers, he needed to leave now but instead he found his body working against him as he removed his shirt to show his pudgy stomach, his pants went down to reveal his small pink cock and his dimpled chubby ass. Henry wanted to cry and run out the room as he was eyed like a piece of meat.
“MMmm what do you think Candy? Does this seem like someone you can work with?” the voice echoed to the bimbo in the room.
“Eww no, I need someone tall and muscular” The woman demanded and almost immediately green smoke surrounded Henry.
Henry wanted to scream but nothing came out of his mouth as the smoke soaked into his skin and started to change him. Henry felt his bones stretching and growing, he felt his muscles expanding and strengthening while his body fat melted away. Henry started to sweat as he grew to 6 ‘7 in height, his arms grew boulder like biceps, his stomach flattened and gave him abs, while his man boobs turned to perky pecs. Henry couldn’t believe what he was seeing within seconds he had gone from dumpy and short to tall and jacked! However, it seemed Candy still hadn’t finished with him.
“Better! You know he would look hot with piercings and tattoos. Plus he needs to be obsessed with how he looks, I don’t want to fuck no scruffy loser.”
Henry’s eyes went wide with fear not just as a second wave of green smoke engulfed him but at the thought of having to fuck the dumb blonde in front of him. The idea of having sex with her was disgusting, she was fake, shallow and of course a woman! Although he did admire how smooth her skin was and her styled brows. What was that?! Henry had never thought that much about people’s looks let alone cosmetology! Henry then found his brain starting to hurt, his memories of musical theatre and ukulele were wiped from his mind and instead replaced with nutrition, workouts, moisturisers, manicures, face masks and beard trimmers. Henry then felt his face shift and change as he jaw became more sculpted, stubble grew on his face, his eyebrows became plucked and shaped, while his hair regrew into an expensive cut. While Henry’s skin softened it also tingled as black ink started to appear across his chest, neck, back, ass and arms. A sharp pain then shot through Henry as his ears and nipples became pierced and he became exactly what Candy wanted, some vain look obsessed jock! Henry felt woozy as he tried to remember his old passions but instead the only thing that came to mind was self-care and wellness products. He had to look perfect, styled and hot at all times. If not he wouldn’t dare leave the house and he wouldn't be near anyone who was not the same. Henry cringed, he couldn't let himself become a vain shallow asshole!?
“Now you are looking hot but you know what really turns me on? A huge fat cock meant for fucking pussy for hours on end!”
Henry cringed at the word pussy but the more he thought of the word the more his tiny 2 incher became hard. Henry whimpered as he felt his brain fog again, this time he tried to fight it as he lost his job in the bookshop and instead gained one at a porn shop. Where his days were spent watching porn and playing with fleshlights. The life he had built with his boyfriend was extinguished and instead was replaced with endless nights of fucking random girls, he was good at it as well. He could fuck for hours sending women wild and craving more of his thick cock. Henry started to feel himself swell with pride as he remembered the thousands of women he had fucked, how much pussy he had eaten and the amount of tits and ass he had access to. He was a fuck machine that every woman wanted a piece of and he would happily fuck them all.
Henry tried to shake the thoughts from his head but he was fighting a losing battle, now looking at Candy all he could think about was getting his hands on her tits and fucking her brains out. This has caused his once meagre dick to grow to a thick 9 incher, something he used to smack the faces of bitches that sucked him off. He was a god, he was the ultimate fuck boy, he was Hammer! Henry screamed as he tried to claw back control of his body and thoughts, he was a sweet gau musical theatre nerd! However as Candy stripped and bent over Hammer and his big cock finally took control and Henry was pushed back to being a passenger in a new life. A life where he would be naked most of the day, fucking pussy and jerking off with sex toys, instead of the quite quaint life had built with his boyfriend.
“Great Hammer looks like you are ready! I think this is the start of a very successful career with Flipside. Now Candy why don’t you start on your kneels and Hammer you fuck her face?”
“Fuck yes bro! Swallow this fat cock bitch! I’m gonna be a fucking star” Hammer yelled as he grabbed Candy’s blonde hair and started pounding his cock down her throat.
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