“Good afternoon sir, do you have time for us to tell you the words of the lord and saviour?” Porter smiled.
Gideon smiled and looked at the hairy fellow in front of him and then at the home behind him. Scanning quickly he soon noticed the small rainbow flag poking out of a vase next to the door side table along with some keys and what looked like a book on frog anatomy. “We believe that God has a plan for all of his children and we hope to save those who are living in sin and get them back on the righteous path. Remember God loves you.”
The warlock, already annoyed, was about to slam the door on the pair of smiling idiots when the gurgle of his pipes once again echoed around his house, his magical attempts at fixing his home had continuously failed but now looking at the fools on his doorstep he had an idea. The warlock's face relaxed as he then feigned concern “Does he love me? Do you believe that you could save me?”
“Of course sir! Everyone can be saved by the love and teachings of our lord” Gideon responded happily sensing that they had possibly come across someone they could convert.
“Oh then both of you please come in, I am in dire need of help.” The warlock said stepping aside and ushering the men in. Both Gideon and Porter enthusiastically entered, both looking forward to the prospect of lecturing and teaching about their wonderful faith. “Please follow me.” The warlock said not even turning back as he walked deeper into his home with the two hapless men following eagerly behind. Both expected to be led to a living room, a space to sit and talk both instead as they followed through a door they found themselves in a reasonably spacious bathroom. Plungers, tools and what looked like a wand were across the floor and as if on cue a loud gurgle and banging of pipes sounded off around them. The Warlock smiled as he looked at his prey “Please you have to save me from this plumbing disaster! The last thing I want is sewage coming up from my toilet and sink, you have to save me!” The Warlock said now in a mocking distressed voice as he held the back of hand to his forehead like a southern belle overwhelmed by the heat.
“I don’t understand sir?” Porter said, genuinely dumbfounded.
“He is messing with us.” Gideon said matter of factly “Let’s go, thank you for your time sir.”
“Oh, but you said you would save me and that you will do.” The warlock said as both men then turned to leave but before they could exit the bathroom the warlock had taken his wand and with a swish struck both men with a green flash of magic. The men then found both of their bodies frozen in place, their eyes darting around wildly but unable to move anything else. The living statues tried to scream but found the voices trapped inside their head, unable to do anything but become increasingly panicked. The warlock then stepped closer and effortlessly turned Porter around and then Gideon so they both faced him. Taking a step back the warlock picked up a wrench and moved some of the other tools until there was enough space for him to lean back on his sink. The warlock then gave a large toothy, evil grin as he looked at the two frozen men in his bathroom, the possibilities rushing through his mind as he decided what to do.
The pipes then roared again and this time it seemed louder and angrier, the warlock picked up his wand and tapped it on his sink only for the sink to vomit something black and vile smelling. “Gross.” the Warlock said before taking a step towards his prey. “For some reason my magic is unable to fix this peculiar plumbing problem, I have tried everything and no magic seems to work. It appears I do not have the expertise to solve this problem.” he said through gritted teeth. “But then it came to me as I saw you two strapping young men at my door, perhaps I can magic someone with the expertise. I figured you two wouldn’t mind helping me out either since you were so eager to save me!” The warlock laughed and then pointed his wand at Porter. “You step forward and strip down to nothing.”
Porter’s eyes widened in fear, of course he would not obey such a demand but his body seemed to move on its own. Like a passenger in his own body Porter watched and felt as his body walked forward and began loosening his tie and undoing his buttoned up shirt. He screamed at himself to stop and for Gideon to help him but his voice remained silenced and his body quickly slipped the short from his arms and began unbuckling his trousers.
Gideon was petrified as he watched his colleague and friend stripping down, he tried to shout out, he tried to escape but nothing he did could free him from his magic and soon he was looking at Porter’s naked body and pale white ass.
Porter was in decent shape, his body was a temple after all and he ate well and exercised often. If pride wasn’t a sin then you would have expected his muscular body to be plastered all over social media, however only the warlock and Gideon had the opportunity to admire the toned physique. The warlock gave a whistle as he looked Porter up and down, he had nice arms with large biceps, a nice pair of pecs to match his six pack abs and slender toned legs. Porter blushed as he felt the cold air on his decent sized cock and balls, while his plump pale bubble butt was on full view for Gideon behind him. Porter hated being so exposed, he hated the lack of control and he hated how the warlock looked at him.
The bearded warlock stepped forward and bit his lip before taking a great big sigh. “While you look gorgeous, it’s not what I need right now. I need a plumber, an expert plumber. Do you know anything about pipes!” The warlock asked rhetorically as while Porter desperately tried to answer his body remained naked and paralysed. “No, I didn't think so. No, I need a plumber with decades of experience, someone who could fix this problem with ease, someone who loves pipes, drains, toilets and everything that comes with the job.” The Warlock smiled as he picked up his wand “And that’s exactly what you will be from now on.” Then with a gentle poke to the stomach, magic erupted from the wand and spread across Porter. Porter’s skin then rippled outwards like a giant stone had just been dropped into his stomach and as the ripples settled Porter’s stomach started to swell.
The warlock smiled as he watched his magic start to take hold, it started off with Porter’s toned abs that slowly vanished, a growing layer of gelatinous fat started to cover them up and slowly cover up the rest of his body. The soft layer padding quickly covered up any definition the young man had on his arms and legs, while the muscles there seem to wobble into fat as well leaving him looking doughy and soft. The pounds continued to pile on as Porter’s belly bulged outwards to give him the beginnings of a gut and his pecs drooped and jiggled as they turned into a wobbly pair of man tits. Porter could only look forward as he felt his body changing. By looking down he could see his expanding belly as he lost the sight of his cock and then his feet, his body felt heavier, slower as his weight continued to balloon. The warlock delighted in the change as the belly inflated outwards making it impossible to hide under any shirt, its hard round surface always a foot ahead of where Porter would step. The young man’s jaw was lost under the bubbling double chin as his features dulled and softened. Lastly his bubble butt ballooned into two fat slabs of blubber, large and shapeless, perfect for sitting on and hell for any chair that had to take its size and weight. By the time the fat had stopped expanding and spreading to every inch of Porter’s body he had to be just over 300 pounds.
Porter had hoped it was over but then felt a sudden sharp prod into one of his fat arse cheeks as the Warlock grinned evilly at him. The feeling of growth suddenly returned to Porter but this time it wasn’t all of over it was just where the warlock had poked and with a sudden jolt Porter’s ass exploded outwards as fat ballooned his ass cheeks out to a truly enormous size. The previous flat cheeks seemed to bounce outwards as the swelled larger and chubbier, growing larger than basketballs, then beach balls until each cheek was like a jiggling wobbly yoga ball attached to Porter’s back side. He looked ridiculous and there would be no pants to fit an ass of that size, exactly how the warlock wanted it.
Porter wanted to cry as he felt his larger, wider body wobble effortlessly just by standing still. His cartoonishly large butt cheeks made him feel unbalanced and humiliated. Gideon was left terrified and left staring at the colossal chubby ass of his friend, wishing he could do something to help and wondering if he would suffer the same fate. However, the Warlock’s magic was not over yet as Gideon saw something dark and curly begin to sprout from Porter’s fat ass.
Porter wanted to scream as he suddenly felt an unbearable itchiness spread all over his skin. Like ants crawling all of his new obese body he felt prickles as new hair started to grow. Thick, dark hair sprouted from his big round belly and sagging man boobs, even his nipples sprouted the jet black hair. The hair raced out from his arms, down to the backs of his hands and unto his knuckles. It spread upwards to his shoulders and all the way down his back, leaving a thick black carpet. Porter winced as his pubes erupted with the sudden hair growth spreading out wildly and hiding his balls and nearly half of his cock. While his arse crack seemed to grow the thickest and most dense concentration of hair, leaving Porter even more humiliated as his friend behind looked at his hairy chubby cheeks. It was then a wave of musk hit everyone in the bathroom, Gideon and Porter would have gagged if they were able while the warlock giggled at the stench. The sweaty odour of unwashed hairy man, Porter grimaced as his pits wafted out a potent reeking smell as the hair lengthened and curled, while his ass and balls exuded their own version of swampy sweaty hairy miasma. Porter was on the verge of tears as his face itched and a thick beard covered his face, leaving on the palms of his hands, the soles of his feet and his forehead that weren’t covered in thick smelly hair.
Gideon was left stunned as he looked at the hairy, obese, naked blob in front of him, he could barely recognise his friend, he looked and smelt disgusting.
Porter had hoped that the changes had finished, but then he saw something falling in front of his face, it tickled his nose and cheeks as it fell from his head and finally Porter started to cry as the previous young, smooth, fit man started balding and aging. The thick luscious hair on his head fell away and the little that did remain started to gray as did the rest of his body hair. Porter felt his body slowly begin to ache as his muscles withered and his bones grew older, holding up his massive weight was now much harder and much more tiresome. His youthful skin began to wrinkle and sag as climbed up through his 30’s and into his 40’s. His cock seemed to shrivel and retreat while his belly drooped as did his sagging man boobs. Porter could feel his hands and feet harden and callous, while his energy dropped to an all time low. Porter felt his body ache and beg to sit down as he aged past his 40’s and slowed as he reached his mid-fifties. Porter let the tears stream down his much older face, as the last of the magic took hold of his mind and filled in the years he had lost and erased much of his early life. There was no church to attend, no god to pray to, no divine to believe in, there was only plumbing. He lived it, he breathed it, he dreamt of it and he pleasured himself to it. Unblocking pipes, unclogging toilets, fixing leaks and getting the water flowing was all he thought about now. Porter found his interests, his loves, his dreams all erased by plumbing, there was nothing better than leaning under a damp sink or getting arm deep in a nasty toilet, it was what he was born to do. Yet, Porter knew this wasn’t the truth, he hadn’t spent his whole life around pipes and plumbing, he had his whole life ahead of him but that now seemed like a day dream, a fantasy, a fairytale.
Porter he had entered the house as a hopeful, young, muscular man of God but instead he stood naked in the bathroom as an older, overweight, smelly plumber getting hard off the stench in the air.
“Excellent now that’s the kind of man I am looking for, I’m saved!”The warlocked cheered as he patted Porter on his hairy back. “Now would you mind taking a look at my sink?”
Porter dazed and crying, suddenly snapped back to reality but instead of panic and anger, the naked hairy fat ass wiped his eyes and got to his knees “Sure thing sir!” The obese man then waddled under the sink and began tinkering, his huge hair arse on full display for Gideon and the warlock. Porter was still in there shouting and crying, trying to take control but he would forever take a back seat to the new him, Todd Porkins, the hairiest, smelliest, fattest and the best plumber in town.
The warlock smiled as he stood next to Gideon and admired his handiwork. “Still think you can save me? Do you think God loves me after what I did to your friend?” The warlock smiled tapping Gideon with his wand allowing him to speak.
“You’re evil, You’re the devil! You turned him into a freak, a monster!” Gideon yelled “In the name of the fath-”
“That’s enough of your preaching!” The warlock yelled, cutting off Gideon and tapping him with his wand. To anyone watching it may have appeared that the warlock had simply made Gideon vanish as with a flash the young man was gone and all that was left was a pile of clothes on the floor. Yet if you looked closer you may have been able to see a small lump no bigger than an inch wiggling and writhing around in a giant pair of underwear. With precision the warlock knelt down and fished the lump out from the pile of clothes and brought it to his face. Smiling, he looked at the tiny one inch tall, naked Gideon shouting and screaming although all of it sounded like little high pitched squeaks. “Thank the Lord no one will have to listen to you ever again! Now what to do with you?” Warlock said as Gideon quickly turned his squeaks of anger to pathetic begging. The Warlock looked around, the toilet would be a good option or even the bin but then he saw something even better. The warlock then turned his dangling one inch man to where he intended to put him and Gideon began screaming and writhing violently as he tried to escape the grasp of the warlock. Shuffled a short distance across the bathroom, the warlock couldn’t help but laugh as he dangled Gideon above the huge hairy, obese ass of his former friend. The Warlock stared evilly at Gideon “Your god has forsaken you, this is your new god and pray that he loves you” The warlock the released his grasp from the tiny shrunken man and watched as he tumbled into the smelly cheeks and disappeared into the smelly arse crack unable to be seen by even the keenest of observers. Then with a wet slap Tood Porkins stood up trapping Gideon between his humungous smelly cheeks.
“Looks like the problem is all fixed here sir, is there anything else I can help you with today?”
“No that will be all Todd, oh but let me help you get dressed”. With a wave of his wand and a puff of smoke the middle aged hairy plumber found himself dressed in a sweaty t-shirt, ratty boxers and filthy workermen trousers that were so ill fitting his arse crack would always be out on display.
Todd then packed up his things and headed out of the warlock’s house where he found a van with ‘Todd Porkins - the portly Plumber’ emblazoned on the side. Porter tried so hard to turn around and beg the warlock to reverse things but Todd had another job to get across town and no matter how hard Porter fought he was no match for the portly plumber. The huge, obese, hairy man waddled up to the back of his van and as soon as he started lifting his tools into the back he let rip a long nasty fart. Todd then felt an almighty itch coming from his ass crack but a quick scratch quickly dealt with that annoyance. Waddling to the front of the van Todd gave one of his favourite customers a wave before fiddling with his keys to try and unlock the car door.
The warlock waved at his new plumber and then smiled as he waved again at the terrified crying man waving from the top of Todd’s ass crack.
The warlock smiled as he walked back into his home, now he knew exactly who to call if he ever needed to be saved from a plumbing disaster.
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