Sunday, June 28, 2015

Chronivac Industries Presents: Customer Testimonials PART 3






















username: Benteniscool

Hi my name is Darrell and I recently got a Chronivac machine. I can't stop looking at myself and I can't stop jerking off. It's so fun being big! I can't believe how big I am! I mean SHIT! Look at me! I am still learning the things that the Chronivac can do but I am like the luckiest guy in the world. They said I can't tell anyone in exchange for getting to be really big and older and I think that's fair. Because I am really big now!!! I am only 10 years old so I was really small and my brother was really big. My brother is a bodybuilder or at least he was because I was mad at him. He gave me noogies and he used to come in and tell me to leave so he could make out with his girlfriend and he told me I couldn't tell mom and dad or he'd beat me up. I used to really love him but he was so mean! It's not fair because I loved him a lot and he had no reason to be mean like that!!! So like I would walk home from school and he wouldn't even pick me up because he was soooo busy but really he just wanted to not be with me, he wanted to have sex all the time and work out and it's like he hated me and I didn't know why. So when I got the Chronivac I asked it if it could tell me why he hated me and the Chronivac said it would take a while to figure out and it did a scan of my brother and I had to wait all day but then when I got home I got it from under my bed and it said my brother's personality was just very selfish and he was driven by the need to have fun but he wasn't responsible yet because he was spoiled by my parents. Also it said that there was no good reason for him to make fun of me other than he actually had very poor self esteem and often hated the way he looked. I guess he got made fun of for a while when he was my age and so he worked out a lot to be really big. I asked the Chronivac if he was happy and it said no he was always unhappy and angry and I asked how to fix it and it gave me the option of having him be a little kid so that he could be raised differently and that way he would grow up much happier because it would make it easier if he didn't have those memories. I asked how he could grow up happy this time and it said that his personality really needed someone to look up to. My dad was never around since the divorce and he lived on the other side of the country so what he really needed was a role model. It suggested I turn either myself or someone else into a role model and I didn't even know what that was, I thought it would be like I could be his big brother so I thought it would make him 7 or 8 but instead it made him 6 years old! At first he was screaming and then he just started to act like a 6 year old and wanted to watch cartoons. And then I started to grow! I didn't know that the Chronivac was going to even make me older!! I thought about doing that but then I thought my mom might be kind of angry because then I would have to get new clothes but the Chronivac said I could change reality. So I did and now I'm one of the BIG KIDS at school! Like I'm actually the biggest kid and I am president of the anti-bullying club at school, which is a brand new club and a very good one. And when I talk to other people I sound way smarter, I'm kind of typing this because I still feel like a little kid even though I don't act like it. My new little brother? I spend as much time as I can with him. I tell him it's tough because I'm getting straight A's, I am in the student government, and I bodybuild in my spare time, but I have to schedule it very carefully so I still make time for him. Weekends are awesome because I'll watch a movie with him or take him to the park. He loves me very much and I encourage him because I love my little brother. Thank you very much, Chronivac, I think everything is way better now!



Username: blacklightning

When I started dating a black man, I was in love and lust more than anything in the world. As a slight, thin little nerd, I couldn't imagine being so big and bad. He's absolutely alpha. But the only thing is he didn't want to be out and he didn't want to live together because he wasn't out to his family. We got very close and I finally decided that I couldn't take any more. I was going to leave him, even though he was the hunkiest man I'd ever been with, an absolute mountain of a man, so powerful, strong, and his personality just commanded others whenever he was in a group of other men. He was charming but he wasn't being totally himself, and he started to excuse himself out of out dates so he could take out his fag hag woman friend and pass her off as a girlfriend. That was the last straw. I got my Chronivac one day and I couldn't have been luckier. I thought of making myself huge just to outdo him but the more I thought about how hot he was and how his big black muscles just drove me fucking crazy, I snapped and chose to make myself a carbon copy of him. I saw my skin tanning until I looked almost Hispanic, then Middle Eastern and soon my skin was chocolate! I started growing at that point and I couldn't believe how amazing it felt! I jacked off so very much as I grew, it was the best thing I'd ever felt in my ENTIRE LIFE! I was a HUGE BLACK STUD! I then programmed the Chronivac to change him into a carbon copy of me. He called me and was begging me to believe him that he had had an accident and didn't look like himself and he was hysterical. I just rumbled in my deep, deep bass voice, "That's ok baby, it happened to me too. Why don't you come over?"

He did and he couldn't believe it. I told him I had no idea how it happened but I had NO intention of going back. I started going alpha right then and there! I said "I know what you need and I intend on giving it to you, does thta feel good little man?" and started cupping his small little dick. He whimpered. I slung him over my big black shoulders, kicked the bedroom door open, plopped him on the bed, ripped his pants down just enough for me to get inside him. I didn't want to even wait until his pants were off!

"No, I'm a top! I'm a oh god, oh GOD OH GOD!"

"That's right I am your god, your big dicked black god!" I slid inside his well used fuckhole.

I came out the next day and proposed marriage to him. As for his family a few of them said they were okay and his sister said she always knew. The parents weren't talking to us, and I decided not to change them with the Chronivac. If they ever come around it should be because they want to.

It's now months into our marriage and my little man does everything for me. He cooks, he cleans, he even sews! He has found a whole new happiness in being the little guy in the relationship and I protect him in turn. I love walking into a bar with him and getting a little touchy feely and staring down anyone that even looks at him the wrong way. Most guys in the gay community throw themselves at me and why wouldn't they? I started to want to whet my sexual appetites and now I sometimes will bring a guy home to tag team both him an my little man. My dick is TEN INCHES OF POWER now.

I guess you could say that I'm learning a whole new perspective! I actually realized that becoming black would be more difficult. I've been pulled over by cops a few times but I always flirt. I can't help it. I tell cops straight up you look good and sexy, man, you remind me a little bit of my husband. They back off after that most of the time, except for the one gay cop who salivated over me. I fucked him that day after his patrol was over, and he promised to get me my own uniform for future encounters. Course it doesn't hurt that I made myself a pheremone that attracts a majority of men, gay or straight, and makes them want nothing more than to suck my dick.

Do I love Chronivac? Are you crazy? I come about a dozen times a day and I'm practically a fuck god. I have never been happier and I love being a member of both the black, gay, and Chronivac communities!




Username: fuckpatrol

Hola, amigos. I speak fluent English now as well as my native tongue, so I'll use English for now. My name used to be Manuel but now it's Officer Carter Jones. I was an illegal Mexican immigrant desperate to make a new life for myself. I was 25, a laborer, but I had taught myself a lot of English. I had a talent for languages. But it didn't take long to get arrested and the officer just said things like "guess you'll have to go back to your shithole of a country, Paco". I said my name wasn't Paco and he just laughed. I thought about how I had almost died crossing the desert and about how badly my mother needed money. In prison I was with a bunch of other guys. It was terrible. One day I was alone in my cel, the others had all gone off to lift weights but I was afraid to because I was so much smaller than other guys. The Chronivac appeared and had an emergency feature that it asked me to use. I really have to thank the guys at Chronivac for this! It teleported me to a safe place in a park. I went through its features and learned exactly how to use it and formed a plan.

I changed reality so that I would be the officer who arrested me. I greeted him when he came home and he started freaking out because I was basically his twin. He was very surprised and asked who the hell I was. I just smiled and said "I'm Paco". His eyes grew wide and then I froze him. I gave a command so he had to do what I said. He followed me inside his house (well my house now) and I changed him into another sexy stud. One who would do whatever I wanted, including sucking my dick. i lit up a cigar as he was sucking me off without even thinking about it. I had never smoked in my life but I guess I'd picked up his habit and it felt fucking amazing! I got a text on his phone. I had to be at work early tomorrow. I smiled. I asked the Chronivac to give me all of his knowledge and that is when I realized that part of my new life would be in arresting illegal immigrants. But with my Chronivac, maybe I could turn the ones that I liked, who weren't violent criminals from gangs, into hot white gay Americans! Eventually though, I asked Carter what his real thoughts on Mexicans were. He said he understood their plight but told me he just thought it wasn't morally right but he did have a lot of hatred towards them that was just what he was raised with.

So I decided he should experience another kind of body for a while. The next day Carter woke up and found himself quite different...



I made him young, Hispanic, deeply accented at that, and not that bright, but with huge muscles. He works in a restaurant as a busboy and I pay for most of the bills, but he has to pay me with his tight little hole. I have never been happier and I love my new cute muscled boy toy from across the border!

Caption Contest #1

Someone requested a caption contest, so I figure I'll do a few here and there over the next few weeks to see if you guys are into it. This week I choose the following. Try to create any story you want based on your own filthy minds. I will also provide a title for you and you can take it from there.

If I really like your caption story, I'll give you the chance to request a theme for one of my next stories. Especially if you have any fetish scenarios.

1. "19 Again"



2. "The Ultimate Con"


3. "At the Facility" -  Two pics here, you must use both!



4.  "Thumbsucker"



Good luck to all and have fun!

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Chronivac Industries Presents: Father's Day Updates

Father's Day is one of the busiest times of the year here at Chronivac Industries. The number of changes that happen on that day and the weeks around it tend to be much higher than other times of the year. We have compiled some stories based on our observations of fathers and sons bonding over the changes that they have gone through thanks to our remarkable product line...



Tom looked at his body with horror. This had to be a dream. He couldn't possibly be in his son's body.

"Hey. Wake up! Wake up!" He desperately cried. If he woke himself up, then the dream would end. It had to!

The man yawned and stretched. "Who's there?" He got up groggily, and looked confused at his surroundings. He stood up and immediately Tom was looking at his own crotch.

"No. No! I'm supposed to wake up now!" He shrieked, panicking. He looked up.

"What? How did I get up here? You look like me!"

"Trevor? Is that you in there?"

"Daddy? DADDY!" Suddenly the man was scooping Tom up in his arms. "It worked it worked it worked!" Tom's legs dangled in the air, trapped in the body of a 7 year old.

"Put me down!" He couldn't stop panicking.

"Okay! Wow, I'm real tall now! This is great! Woooooow." Trevor looked at his new body now that he was awake, and felt his big muscles.

"How is this possible! This has to be a dream! I have to be dreaming! My voice! I even sound like you!" Tom was near tears.

"No it's not, I made a wish on the magic machine!"

"You did what?"

"Oh, hold on, let me ask it something." Trevor ran across the house and the floorboards pounded underneath him. Tom didn't know what to think as he looked up at everything from a much different vantage point than he was used to. He was feeling totally bewildered. He must be going crazy! He walked in and saw his son making arm motions in the air as if he was dealing with something invisible.

"Hi, Daddy! I can be you for as long as we want! Isn't this cool! Now I can be you on Father's Day and you can be my son and we can play pretend!!"

"Buddy, do you have a machine there? The magic machine?" Tom was desperate.

"Yeah only I can see it and stuff, but it's cool. I'm the adult now so I'm in charge! Do you want to play with me, Daddy?"

"Buddy, I need to go to work. Well...the adult needs to go to work. Do you know how to do Daddy's job?"

"No. I didn't think of that! I'll ask the machine. Huh. It's saying I can just change things...yes I want to act just like a grown up. Can you make me smart like Daddy? And I want to know how to drive a car and...okay. I just press here..."

"NO!"

A look came over Trevor. "Wow. Wow! Dad, I have all your knowledge now. I can manage the department just like you do now. And I can drive a car! I'm an adult! Wow. WOW! I'm a big adult and I even have your vocabulary."

"Trevor, this is insane. I don't want to play pretend anymore with you."

"Who's pretending? I'm an adult mentally now. Just think of this as your late Father's Day present. I'll set it so that you will keep your awareness but you have to pretend to be me in exchange, otherwise I'll take away your adult knowledge and sensibilities. Sorry, but I think it's the only way to ensure you'll go to school and try to blend in."

"Go to school?" Tom's heart started beating.

"And uh, call me Daddy or Dad from now on, okay buddy? Your mom should be picking you up after school, she is gonna take you for the next week. It's her turn with you."

"NO! I am not spending time with my ex-wife!"

"I didn't think of that. You are angry with mommy so maybe I should just change that..."

"NO TREVOR DON'T!" Tom blinked. Wasn't he Trevor?

"So how do you feel, buddy?"

"I feel funny, Daddy. I had a dream that I was you and I was a big grown up."

"Oh, I think you just need to wake up, then. And Mommy will be picking you up after school."

"Can't I stay with you longer, Daddy?"

"Sorry, buddy, but I'm gonna be really busy this week, but I'll see you next week and we'll have a lot of fun. Maybe we'll go to the arcade!" Yeah, I'll be busy enjoying my first week as an adult! he thought.

"Okay Daddy, I love you! Happy Father's Day you're the best dad ever!"

"I know, buddy, I know." Trevor smiled.



"I cannot believe you didn't make a better attempt to get along and would you please put my shoes back on!"

"Oh, relax dad, you just need to stop worrying so much!" Tanner lounged in his Dad's body.

"We have to convince your mother to change us back!"

"Yeah I know! I miss being young! I can't even get my stupid dick up in your stupid body!"

"Would you keep it down!" Nelson looked around him. "And that is not true, I can get it up, it just..takes a while sometimes. Besides, I am not going to miss getting uncontrollable boners twenty fucking times a day! Jesus, it's all I can think about! Your hormones are driving me crazy!"

"Yeah well now you know why I can't get straight A's with all the hot pussy walking around."

"You're not getting A's because you're a lazy good-for-nothing!"

"I'm never good enough for you! Nothing is ever good enough for dear old dad!" Tanner said sarcastically.

"This is getting us nowhere. We need to go down the list. Your mother wants me to go through with the football game, and take the SAT's while I'm here. It will make it easier to get you into college with scholarships and it will save us a fortune!"

"Whatever!"

"You DO NOT APPRECIATE ANYTHING! I should just KEEP this body!"

"Mom's gonna switch us back eventually."

"What if she doesn't? What if I convince her to keep me this way? I could swap her with a younger girl and we should start all over again."

"You're not gonna do that."

"Maybe I won't, maybe I will. You know maybe I should take advantage of this body and take up smoking. My young lungs wouldn't be as hurt by it."

"You wouldn't! Don't you dare!"

"Yeah, I remember how good it was to be a young smoker before your mother made me quit..."

"I hate you! What do you want from me!"

"I want you to have some respect and do as your mother wishes. You are gonna go through with my volunteer work at the senior center putting on the dance class."

"I don't want to dance with all those old biddies!"

"I don't give a shit. I like Camels by the way." Nelson pulled out a pack from his back pocket as Tanner watched in horror as his father lit up a cigarette in his son's body.

"You...you're smoking!"

"Yeah. I am. Now get going, DAD. And be sure to clean the gutters on the roof when you get home, too, they're full of leaves. As a homeowner, you need to maintain your property." Nelson took another drag and walked away, calling his wife with a new request, to stay in Tanner's body for a few more months. He was enjoying being young and hung, and he might just cheat on his wife while he was here with some sweet young piece of pussy. Kimberly was all over him after football practice and he had already made out with her...time to go all the way! What an amazing Father's Day week, he thought. Good thing my wife found out about Chronivac....we really lucked out!


"Jesus, you're smoking dad's cigars?"

"I'm smoking MY cigars, YOUNG man." My little brother gloated. My grandpa, standing right next to him, just looked serene.

"Grandpa, when are they gonna change back?"

"Well, son, I've TOLD you. Your dad did some real stupid things with MY money and the family's money. He made some bad investments, he lost tens of thousands of dollars. When he learns a lesson I'll switch them back. But for now, I'm gonna keep Parker here in your dad's body for a little while. He's been having fun, haven't you? And it's good practice for being an adult later. Oh, I know you want to be one because he's one. I'll tell you what. I'll let you spank your dad."

"Wha...what?"

"Your dad spanks you when you're bad. Why don't you spank him. Get him out here."

"HEY DAD GET OUT HERE!" My little brother belted. He sounded so scary as a grown up! I jumped every time he acted like he was in charge. Dad sulked out, trapped in my little 8 year old brother's body.

"I've decided to let Steve here have a little fun. How old are you, Steve? Ten?"

"I'm ten, Sir."

"I'm gonna let your son spank you." Dad began to run away but Parker scooped him up.

"Come on," Parker said through his cigar. "Spank him, Steve!" Parker held him for me and pulled down his pants.

I thought of all the times Dad had pushed me around, hated him for it. I started wailing on his ass! He howled. I did it as hard as I could, until he was in tears! It filled me with a sense of power.

"Well, I think Steve has showed some maturity today. I know you're jealous I let your little brother be the adult in the family. I'll see what I can do about getting you a grown up body," Grandpa said, smoking his cigar.

"Really, Grandpa? Who are you going to switch me with?"

"Your cousin Lance. He's been slacking off and his grades are fucking horrible. He fucks up at work constantly, all I get are complaints after all I did for that little stoner shit. If you want to go straight to adulthood, I'll give you a job managing the country club as Lance. You can stay in his body for all I care."

"Let's do it!" I said eagerly. Lance was a college dropout but he was still young and had huge muscles and tats. I was drooling at the thought.


A few days later and now I'm a fucking muscle man! And I just found out I'm going to be a Dad! Grandpa also found out that Lance had gotten his girlfriend pregnant. I proposed to her like Grandpa said to and we had sex that night. It was so amazing! I'm going to be a dad!

***

A few months later and I have to say, I'm not going back. Now that I'm an adult I've been a way better adult than Lance ever was. I really am in love with Cheyenne (Grandpa's machine made it so that we are both in love and very happy) and I am having sex with her still pretty constantly. I'm strong as FUCK and my tats are fucking SICK, man. I'm preparing to be a father and everyone at work is really happy with my new management skills. I'm really growing up! My dad and little brother are still switched, by the way. Grandpa never swapped them back, he says my dad still needs a few years to really mature, hehe. Happy Father's Day, dumbass. Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna hit the weights!


My name is Arthur and my Dad was never around. He wanted to be but he had to travel a lot for work. So I wished we could spend more time together because I love him a lot. I was getting beat up at school and I'd cry at night because of the bully who hated me and I wished Dad were here, but he was in another country on business. Then one night I found the Chronivac. I asked it if I could be a grownup so I could be with Dad! It asked me how tall I wanted to be and I wanted to be really tall so no one would pick on me, so I asked it to make me a grownup and also 7 feet tall because I don't want anyone to call me squirt!

Being this tall was amazing and Grandpa thought I was his son, so I had become Dad's brother! Reality had changed and all my clothes were SUPER BIG! I went out in my new car (I couldn't drive at first, I had to ask the Chronivac to make me a real good driver) and then I went to the airport to pick up my Dad.

When I picked up my Dad he thought I was his brother and so he said we should go get a beer together!!! It was so cool, I was gonna have a beer with my Dad. Luckily I had a really big jeep which had room for my huge legs! I had to duck when we went into the restaurant bar because otherwise I'd actually hit my head. My dad joked about that and how he never had to be unsafe from doors like me. I tried beer for the first time and then paid for my food with MY credit card! I had a credit card and a whole lot of cash and I left a tip of ten dollars because the waiter was super hot and was flirting with me and I realized I must be gay, and my dick was real hard at the thought of a hot guy pressed up against me.

Daddy told me when we got home that he wished he'd had a kid and I guess he never did because I was now his brother. So I asked him if he really wanted to be a father and he said yes because he missed being a kid so much, but he couldn't be a kid again so he might as well try and settle down and have kids. In my reality, he tried that but Mommy ran away. So I told the Chronivac about it and it said I could make Daddy my son and it also said I should change my maturity and make me more grown up so I would be smart and stuff so I could support Daddy.

I did and reality changed. Dad was so small in comparison now but I love my son more than I can say. Things are good with the business and I changed it so I don't have to travel as much, but if I do I intend on taking Junior with me. He's old enough so I can take him on the road with me a few times a year, and he looks up to me so much. I want us to have really good quality time together so he always remembers his childhood as being an amazing experience. I know my adulthood has certainly been one! Did I mention I love being tall??



See that big strapping man up there? That's my boy! Oh, the joys of fatherhood. I was always working. Always overworked. Always doing roofs. Doing roofs is fucking HARD work, by the way. Being a general handiman and laborer wasn't the route I thought I'd take but I'm blue collar and don't have the chance to really change course now, I gotta put dinner on the table for my son and wife.

Well, before I decided that I'd had enough. I had my new Chronivac put him to work. He has no idea how I switched our bodies. I've told him to try to enjoy the experience. I want him to. He's allowed to do everything his ol' dad used to enjoy. He can smoke cigars, cigarettes, drink beer, and fuck my girlfriend. My really hot biker chick girlfriend. She's all over him and I'm so proud. He fucked her real good the first night he was in my body! I told him about the birds and bees. He was so surprised I was okay with him being me! He thought it was weird I was enjoying myself so much, especially since he lost his virginity. He asks me if I want to change back still. Actually he asks more and more, as the days go by. He'll ask me before he goes to work, then lights up a cigarette, starts up his truck and goes to do roofs, and I sit at home enjoying my summer vacation. I love you, kid, and you really are finally earning your keep. Happy Father's Day, son! I even made him a card and he was really touched by it. I told him to enjoy himself, and he took my...well...his girlfriend and me out for dinner and then they came back and he fucked her real good. I'm only 11 again but I'm totally fine with it. We all get along better than we ever have, and quite frankly I would love to do it all over again. I know I have to form a plan here. So what I did was one night, I made a plan with Junior and told him I would stop him from aging from here on, so he wouldn't lose the years he would have spent between 11 and 33. He might have to move every few years, and eventually we'll fill in Cassie (he recently broke it to me that he asked for her hand in marriage! Wow!) but for now we're just enjoying ourselves. My son is the best Dad I could ever ask for and our bond has only grown stronger over time. Now if you'll excuse me my friends and I are gonna go swimming while my Dad works hard for his family.


Sunday, June 7, 2015

Chronivac Industries Presents: Alpha Tales

We here at Chronivac Industries know that sometimes men are made and not born. True Alphas can come in many forms, and many of them start off in surprising places...



"What do you think you're doing?" I snapped at Brandon. My stepson and I had traded bodies somehow, I had no idea how to get us back and he was just standing there without a care in the world. I had had the worst day of my life. We had spent the day with my ex-wife, explaining to her that I just really wanted to be alone with my "dad". I tried to spend time with Brandon after the divorce as much as possible, but I kept a tight leash on him. His mother didn't mind, she let him stay with me half the time because she didn't have the energy for him and I kept him in line.

"I'm feeling MY muscles, YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?!"

"I...I...look I've had a bad day, don't yell at me."

"OR WHAT? YOU GONNA DO SOMETHING? YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A PUSSY NOW, JUST LIKE YOU USED TO CALL ME!" He shoved me down on the ground. Being 11 and totally small I fell pretty easily. "I'm so fucking sick of taking your shit. Luckily I don't have to anymore."

"Brandon..." I said, getting myself off the floor. "That was uncalled for. I know you're bigger than me now but I have always had your best interests in mind, son."

"SON? WHO'S THE ADULT IN THIS ROOM LITTLE MAN? IT AIN'T YOU I GOT NEWS FOR YA! LOOK HOW FUCKIN' HUGE I AM! YOU'RE JUST A PIPSQUEAK NOW!" With that he lifted me into the air and I was so scared I didn't know what to do. He just held me in mid-air, by my armpits, just smiling like he'd won a prize!

"Brandon..."

"HANK. IT'S HANK. SAY IT. SAY MY NAME IS HANK." He warned me.

"Look...I don't want any trouble so...if you want me to play along with this little game of yours fine, you're Hank. Please let me down now," I asked nicely. I was changing my tone right away to please him.

"Huh. That sure didn't take long. Now if you wanna stay in MY HOUSE you are gonna follow MY RULES little man. Go clean the bathroom up. I want it nice and clean, just like you always had me do."

"I gave you chores to teach you responsibility," I whined, sounding like a little kid. He mocked me, imitating my high voice.

"I DIDN'T ASK YOU FOR YOUR OPINION." God, his voice was so deep and impressive now! "NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME I'M GONNA GO LIFT SOME WEIGHTS IN THE GARAGE. DON'T DO ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT I TELL YOU. OR ELSE!" He stormed out, leaving me shaking. I better do what he says. He's the dominant man of the house now and in spite of my mind screaming in protest, I'm doing everything he says as he says it and I guess I better make him as happy as I can...

Brandon in his new huge stepdad's body hunched over the Chronivac and added a few pounds of muscle to himself, just to see if he could. It felt great! But the mental changes in Hank were the best, he was nothing more than a subservient kid now, and starting to see him as the one in charge. God I love this thing! he thought, as he tested his new muscles out on fifty pound dumbbells, reveling in his new power.



Things have changed in our unit quite a bit lately since I got a hold of a Chronivac. Now, I was told right away that if I tried to bring the technology to a superior officer it would be taken from me and after I tested it out on myself, making myself more aggressive and dominant, not to mention ten years older, well, I was inclined not to share.

My bunkmate Ted, though, he was a fucking asshole and I was sick of his garbage. Ted was everything I had ever wanted to be. Six foot six, all muscle, all dominance. Well I changed that. My bunkmate I left the same except I buffed him up a few pounds and made him gay and a dom like me. As for Ted, I made him the little runt in the middle you see here. I am the one with the knife. After the photo was taken I put my knife down.

"Well, pussy, you ready for a night of pleasuring us, huh?" I slapped Ted on the ass.

"Oh, sir, you're so forceful."

"Shut up, fruit cup. On your goddamn knees, get ready for a man's dick..."

"Right away, sir."

What a swishy little fairy he'd become! It turned me on so much to know that the once hypermasuline stud was now just a little fruit waiting on my every order. We took turns exploding in his mouth and making him kiss our feet.

"I can't believe I used to look up to you. Looks like you won't be looking down on anyone for a while. Not that you would want to, being a prissy little thing. Why don't you beg me for what you need, like a good girl."

"Sir, please fuck me sir, please I'm like a girl and need to be fucked like a real man," he looked up at us, his eyes begging. Well, good thing for me I used the Chronivac to make sure I have a huge sex drive.

"Open your hole, fucker." I growled and lubed my dick up.






"Sho, how do I look sweetheart?" my former body said to me, as I glowered in frustration. HE took the cigar out of his mouth. "So? Don't you think I look pretty fucking sexy? I mean shit, look at me! I'm fucking gorgeous!"

"I don't know how this happened but it's gone far enough, Cindy."

"Cindy? I'm not Cindy. I'm a famous movie star and it would be pretty weird if I was named Cindy." He blew smoke in my face. "Okay, look I was gonna tell you sooner or later, but...I actually wanted this to happen." I let the shock set in.

"How? How could you? Why? I can't be a woman!"

"I was just thinking you actually could..." He stood there smoking his cigar.


"You can't lead my life. You don't know anything about being a man and I don't know anything about being a woman!" I shrieked. My perky boobs shivered in the dawn. I was only wearing a T-shirt and I put my delicate arms around them. I felt so vulnerable. I wanted my body back! I wanted my dick back!

"Look what's done is done. We are stuck like this for the rest of our lives, and I finally have what I wanted. I'm important. People will listen to me now. I look like a fucking stud. You're getting wet just thinking about my big dick aren't you, sweetie?"

"That's not funny," I said. "I want my dick but I want it back on me."

"Ha! Not gonna happen! I feel like a million bucks. I probably have a million bucks. How rich are you, anyway? You must be fucking loaded!"

"I worked my entire life for that!" My voice croaked and I started to cry thinking of all the years of hard work and sacrifice it took to build my career, my name, my fortune.

"Look, sweetheart, I am only gonna tell you this once. You're me and I'm you now. End of story. God, cigars are amazing! I never used to like the smell but I fucking can't get enough now! And man, last night was incredible! Sorry I left so suddenly, it must have taken you all night to get back here since I took your car...but hey, look, I'll make it up to you." He swaggered up to me and slapped a firm hand on my ass. "You go inside and up to your bedroom and put on one of those cheerleader uniforms that you like to put on me."

"What? No! NO! I'm not doing that."

"Why not? Don't you want to be my horny little girl?" He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and I tasted his cigar and my pussy could feel a stirring. This wasn't happening! It had to be a dream!


"Alright, if it makes it any easier, here, I'll give you a couple hundred. You could use a tip. I mean you are a waitress after all, right? Now go upstairs and make yourself comfortable. I am gonna come in after I finish smoking my cigar and then I'm going to come up and fuck you like the whore you are." He kissed me long and deep and suddenly I could think of nothing else other than having his huge dick inside me. I'd never had a dick inside me before and I couldn't wait!

"That's right. Feel that? Feel how good that feels to want my dick, baby? Now go inside. And make me some coffee while you're at it. Good girl..."

After she'd gone inside, the new Aaron savored the cigar in his lungs and the morning air. What a wonderful thing finding the Chronivac. Always wanted so many things but never thought I'd ever actually get to do them, and now living out the dream of switching bodies with a guy! he thought. Guess true Alphas really are made and not born.

Monday, April 20, 2015

Skipping School


This is the photo I took because of the fact I wanted to finally get with someone. I took a bunch of pics and I dressed up nice. I like to dress nicely because I like to picture myself as older.

I found him on craigslist. He said not to use real names. He was going by Sam and I said my name was Geoff. I was only 15 and he invited me inside. He said to make myself at home on the couch. I had talked with him at length for a month or so and I wanted him to be my first. He was my ultimate fantasy. He oozed masculinity.

“Would you like beer or wine?” I stuttered. He smiled confidently. “I think we’ll start you off with wine. I think you’ll like the taste better. You’ve never drank before, have you?”



“No..no, but I really want to try it.” He handed me a glass. He wasn’t gushy, just confident. I loved that. He snuggled with me and began to kiss my ear, then my neck. He had me drink and the flush went right to my head and up my nose.

“Wow,” I whispered. He put the glass down and climbed on top of me.

“Is this everything you dreamed it would be, young man?”

“Yes,” I whispered and then whimpered. I started moaning in delight. He undid my pants and took them off. He took off my shirt, then his clothes and wrapped his naked body around mine. I quivered from delight and he held me, a bundle of hormones in his arms.

“I’m gonna slip it in now. Have you been practicing with the dildo like I told you?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Sir? Oh, I like that. Fuck you’re hot. Only 14 and I’m gonna pop your fucking cherry, you want that don’t you, Geoff?”

“Yes, Sam. Please fuck me.” He had me get up on all fours on the couch and he entered me and I moaned. And he fucked me for an hour. I screamed and whimpered and cried and he didn’t make a sound. Just fucked me. I was being fucked by someone old enough to be my dad.

After it was over, he drove me near to where my house was. I told him I didn’t want to say goodbye.
“Well if you can keep your mouth shut until you’re 18, I think I just found my new boyfriend,” he said, and kissed me hard. We were parked in a parking lot behind some industrial zone area and no one saw. It was dangerous and exciting. “Would you like that, Geoff?”

“It’s Jesse.” He smiled.

“I’m Steve.”

“Can I…would it be weird if I called you Dad?”

He smiled, that wonderful confident smile. “No, son. It wouldn’t be weird at all. “ He kissed me hard again. He smelled of pipe tobacco and it was wonderful. I jerked off for him in his car right there. He wiped my own cum into my mouth and kissed me, tasting my cum with our tongues at the same time.
And that was just day one. Day two, I woke up and I wasn't in my house.

I felt weird when I woke up. Like I had hair on my arms, which I noticed right away. As well as all the hair between my face and the pillow, not to mention I was on Steve's bed. I freaked out. I went to the mirror and saw Steve there. You can imagine how it felt. Well, no you really can't. I was a young, adorable teenager and now I was a hulking hunk of manliness.

"Shit! How did this happen!"

My voice rumbled. It RUMBLED! And my lungs felt different but in a good way, like they needed something warm. A cel phone that wasn't mine rang and I looked to see my own name, or at least the name I had provided him when I was lying about my name.

"Hello?" I said in his voice.

"Hey there. So, look kid. Don't panic."

"But...how?? I mean..did I take drugs? Did you give me drugs?!"

He laughed my laugh, but it wasn't the way I laughed. Just my voice.

"Kid, don't worry. I sort of just...I made a wish. I really wanted to be a kid again and I guess it happened. I think I know how to change back. I'm coming over. Don't you worry."

I explored my new, hugely muscled body. I was now my own walking wet dream! How could this possibly be real! I spent hours going through my new huge house...er...his house. You know what I mean. I tried on some of his clothes, and even put on a suit. I looked so dapper!

By the time he showed up I was making breakfast. He only had health food so I was making a bowl of oatmeal up. He was there. I was staring at me. So freaky.

So then he sauntered in when I opened the door. I had forgotten to unlock it and he didn't have a key, what with being in my body and all.

"So how did this happen?" I followed him into the den and he plopped down. God, he was cute. I wanted to stick my dick all the way down his throat and then his ass next. What? I was suddenly horny as fuck for my old body!

"Hey, Steve." He smiled confidently. "Best get used to hearing that. You're Steve now and I think you will be for a little while longer. I should explain. Nice suit, by the way."

I looked down and mumbled thanks. He continued.

"I made a wish a few weeks ago and a friend of mine who is...he turns out to have this power. He can switch people's bodies. He did it with me to prove it. His name is...well, it's not important. But he switched me and you. I asked him to last night. Kid, I will switch us back if you want to but hear me out..." It was then he proposed to trade places with me for a whole year. I could learn to be a growling bear of a businessman with my own business to run (he would help me) and in return he would go through a year of high school as me.

It sounded preposterous but I agreed. I came over and we hugged and I couldn't help myself. I tugged down my pants and I was at full mast. My new dick was huge and craved boy pussy. My new son bent over for me and I entered him without even thinking about a condom. I came so so hard inside him I screamed out loud for what must have been a half hour.

He hung out the rest of the day and even took a swim in the pool.



"Hey, Dad. You like what you see?"

"I do, son," I said, playing along. "But one thing, why do my lungs feel funny. Not bad, but like..."

He smiled confidently. "Son, you are a cigar smoker. Comes with the territory. Come inside, Daddy." I swatted him on the behind playfully.

It was then he introduced me to my new love of cigars. The humidor opened and I was already drooling and in utter heaven. I moaned as he pulled one out for me and lit it. He took a few puffs himself and then coughed terribly. "I'm not used to that anymore in this body. Here," he said wincing. I took the cigar in my jaw and inhaled and felt so freaking powerful.


"This feels fucking great!"

"Yeah well get used to it, Dad." He snuggled up. "It's going to be hard to give up whiskey and cigars but it's worth it to go back to high school with your tight little body," he told me as I exhaled sexily and started to flex for him.

"Looks like I'll have to skip school this year. So...I hope you'll visit me."

"Visit you? Kid, you're gonna need me to survive. You have no idea how to run my business but I"ll teach you and it will be invaluable. We'll tell your parents it's for afterschool credit. I'll be your high school project, so I can get into a good college, all that kind of thing."

"So are you gonna be like my slutty secretary?" I smiled with my cigar. "God, this is so cool! I can't believe you're letting me be an adult for a full year. And I have a beard! I'm as old as my dad I bet!"

He smiled. "Well, let's just make sure we have fun with it. Hand me that cigar. I want to get a little taste before I have to go back home. By the way, I'll need some info on your family..." And I filled him in as he sat in my new lap. It was so cool to be so much bigger than him and he was really getting into it, too. The next year was going to be amazing, I thought, as I kissed my former, pretty face.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

Chonivac Industries Presents: Personal Ad Section

Greetings, our loyal customers. As you may or may not have heard by checking in with us lately, we are now offering to YOU Chronivac users only, a specialized personal section where you may contact each other. We ask that Chronivac users abide by our contracts and not discuss their previous lives prior to alteration, either genetically or mentally, to anyone they should come in contact with. The provision to this is of course, talking with others who are of like situations. It is sometimes helpful to be open and honest about your own Chronivac usage with others who can understand you. Not everyone feels this way, but let's take a look at some profiles from this week and what they have to say...


user: harnessluvr

Hey ya'll, my name's Bronson and I used to be a workaholic. I sold insurance. Had a nice house. I was super clean and super efficient and super fukin' bored. I always wondered what it would be like to be more uninhibited, so I wished the Chronivac to make random changes. The random option asked me to fill in some more shit than that so I said I wished to be more carefree and not such an OCD neat freak. My suit disappeared and my gut started to stretch out. I lost my college know how and started to remember how to fukin' fix tractors and sell em n shit. Next thing ya know I'm not in the big city anymore, I'm on a farm. I pulled out a cigarette and started smoking, and was totally surprised by it. Shit, I loved it! I never smoked before a day in my life! My father would have killed me...wait, that's not right. My father taught me how to smoke himself when I was 16.

I'm still dealing with the reality shift. Like, I remember parts of my old life. I really like what work the Chronivac has done cuz I'm a LOT happier. I don't talk as good or spell as good fuk I don't know anythin bout bein' in a fukin office an' that's fine with me cuz I like the ranch way better.

What I'm lookin' for? Well I'm into some kinky shit. I want a fukin' submissive little shit who will come out here and suck my dick. I'll put this harness on you and make ya fukin beg for me to ride your sorry ass. Lookin' for someone who maybe wants to turn into a half horse (centaur) or half dog hybrid for me to own. If you're into that.

I'm into spitting, smoking, fucking, sucking, piss play, getting sucked, getting fucked, turning you into a dog person or just having you act like a dog, harness play, wrestling, mud wrestling, and sex after those things. Contact me motherfuckers!


user: pokemonmaster 

Hi my name is Curtis!!! My name is Curtis but it's not because I'm not in my body anymore!!!! I am in my bigger brothers body and I get to wear grown up clothes and go to school at the college and I'm real proud cause I made my Chronivac machine turn him into a little boy!! I got mad because Paul (that is my brother well I mean me, I'm Paul now which is kind of confusing) was not paying any attention to me. I made him a drawing and a card because I'm in the second grade and I didn't have any cards or money or anything and he totally threw it away and I was very sad and cried. I didn't tell him that. Anyway. So he was busy and angry because his girlfriend left him and I tried to make him feel better and said my magic machine could change him if he wanted so what would make him happy and he said he wished he could be my age again so he would not have to go to school anymore. Which made me very happy so I told the machine that and thought maybe he could go to school with me!! I was thinking I could be his best friend.

The machine asked if I wanted maturity and I said no that's ok because I'm only 7 and it asked did I want to be Paul's older brother and I thought this would be a good idea but I didn't ask it how old I'd be and then I was REEEALLLY big and he was me and I was him! 

So I'm not mature but I can do the things he does like math and things. I'm looking for a boyfriend because Paul is gay and so I like boys and he explained it. I'm nervous because I have never kissed anyone but I really want to now that I'm a big boy! I am looking for someone that will be ok with Curtis (I should call him Curtis since I'm Paul now) playing with us at the park and we need to take him there because he's a little boy now and I am being a VERY good older brother! 

Also I am still new to being a grown up so I know my body is different and I am hoping someone can explain it to me. The machine is not helpful and my brother says I shouldn't change anything else. But other people here are instant messaging me that I should make changes...

Oh. Hey there. Man, I just changed the settings somewhat. I'm a little bit more mature now fellas. In fact you could say up I'm growing up in front of your eyes, hehe. I figured out the controls with the help of some other users. I'm thinkin' like a real man, now, so uh...don't be shy. I want to plunge my cock down your throat and make you worship it. I can't stop thinking about sex now! I'm so freakin' horny! You can IM me anytime. Although I might want to change my IM name to something more mature. I used to be really into Pokemon but I think I need to find new shows to watch, and uh...maybe some porn.



user: inchargewife

By my profile name you can surmise by now I used to be a woman. When I got my Chronivac I'll admit I was demure and pushed around by my shitty husband. He talked down to me a lot and demeaned me in front of others. I had met him in high school and couldn't afford college. I became dependent on him financially.

So I knew what I wanted from the Chronivac. I made myself into twice the man he was. He was a wimp compared with the man I am now. He, on the other hand, is now reduced to a housewife. I made him get a job though, at the same restaurant I used to work waitressing and he can get his butt pinched all day. I work a real man's job as a business owner. I remember the first night he spent as a woman I strutted right in after letting him get used to the idea and ramped up his horniness levels. 

"On your knees, BITCH. Fucking worship me as your KING."

"Yes...dear."

"IT'S YES SIR YOU DUMB BROAD NOW OPEN UP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH FOR MY DICK!"

Cumming in my husband's mouth with a huge rod was the best revenge possible. But honestly I also knew that I didn't want to stay with her. She was a loser and always would be. I got rid of her ass and threw her out and made myself gay. I'm looking for another man's man that enjoys sports, beer, the gym, and who can take orders. 

I like being on top, being verbally dominant, I'll curse you out and tell you you are nothing but my bitch. Looking for someone that will enact out BDSM and spanking fantasies with me. Contact me.


username: chemistryisright

So hey. My name used to be something else but these days it is Mr. Mitchell. He was my chemistry teacher and I know it's wrong but I was 16 and horny and was practically drooling over him even though he could be like my Grandpa. 

Anyway when I got my Chronivac I switched our bodies. It was the most erotic thing possible to me to have gray hair and wrinkled but I changed his..er..my body to be more fit. And I gave myself some tats. I'm one of the coolest teachers in school now. I used to be, well, uh, not that confident. Now thanks to Chronivac I OOZE confidence and sex appeal, and have the benefit of years of experience. I'm currently having sex with the gym coach and the principal, both of whom I've made modifications to and who are both bodybuilders now. 

I guess I'm just looking to fuck and I want to be your daddy. You got a problem with that, son? Oh and if you're worried about Mr. Mitchell, don't be. He's more than doing alright these days. 

I'm versatile, into fisting and oral but not rimming. Like dad/son play and definitely into leather kink and BDSM. Contact me!


username: periodically

Well, I suppose my young friend is also on this site and said I should get on here as well. My name used to be Mr. Mitchell, the high school's resident chemistry teacher. I was quite happy and satisfied with my life but this young punk just couldn't keep himself from playing around with what I can only assume is the most marvelous scientific invention I've ever dreamed of. The science of it fascinates me and I actually volunteered to go to the Chronivac Industries universe itself, but they said they were fully staffed at the moment. Still, they said I could apply after I graduate college and they had collected data on how I dealt with being in a new body, which I must say is extremely generous of them. 

Being young again is...breathtaking. I can jump! I can run! I have so much energy! My new parents are likewise incredible. I had a predominantly terrible childhood so I must say it's a beautiful experience and I treasure it thus far. 

I suppose I'm looking for romance. Sex would be great as my new young body is cumming buckets everywhere lol. I always used to fantasize about older men when I was much younger and so I suppose I'd like a "daddy" if that is alright. 

I like being submissive, taking orders, getting fucked, sucking, cuddling, and apart from that my tastes are rather vanilla. Sorry. But I do think I'm pretty darn cute these days. :) So if you are older than 40 and in relatively good shape, give me a ring. I'll get back to you but I am playing a lot of sports to keep fit so I might take a few days to get back to you. School is keeping me busy and so are these hormones!







Friday, March 13, 2015

The Amazing Mr. Cachimbo

It had started innocently enough. My name is Brody and I'm 16. I'm gay and I just got my first fake ID. I know most guys would go to a bar or go to a club but that isn't what I wanted. I wanted to hang out with an older crowd. I already look a little old for my age because my hair is fairly thin. I have, for as long as I can remember, been obsessed with cigars. With the look. The smell. God, everything about smoking them gives me a huge boner. I had this one teacher in woodshop that always smelled like tobacco. Not cigarettes, those don't have the same musky quality to them. He smelled like cigars or pipe smoke and the aroma was enticing. I fantasized about being like him, being older, being more sophisticated.


So I went into the cigar store I'd always looked at reverently from afar. I went in and tried to play it cool. I showed my ID and purchased my first ever cigar that I chose at random. I lit it. I had watched guys on Youtube so I knew how it was done.

I sat there with the biggest boner just knowing I was finally feeling like a grown up, a man. I was so nervous. The owner came out and introduced himself and said he wished more younger guys would come in. I held my cigar and he was just my type...an older guy with some scruff and muscle. He was my dad's age and to be honest I'm not attracted to guys my own age at all. I was having trouble keeping my eyes from just staring at his crotch. He introduced himself as Mr. Jim Cachimbo.

"Let me show you the back. I have some pretty cool stuff in my collection. Would you like to see some antique pipes?"

"I would love that, yeah," I said, just trying to play it cool. I was still overwhelmed by what it was like to actually smoke. The shop was a converted house and it was old. The corridors were thin and narrow. He brought me back to a clean room with pipe stands and humidors everywhere.

"This is my personal stash."

I gulped. "Jesus. This cigar tastes so amazing. I can't believe I'm smoking..." He caught my gaze.

"Son, is this your first cigar? Don't tell me this is your first time smoking."

"It is. And it's incredible, man. I'm in love with it."

"You have made me so happy, son. Believe me. Now, this a very special pipe right here..."


"This place looks like a workshop," I said.

"It is. I make a lot of very special projects here. And I'm going to put some extremely special tobacco in here, young pup."

I blushed as he called me that. I wished I had his beard and looked way older than I did.

"Here. Try this blend. I think you'll like it," he smiled somewhat mischievously.  I placed my cigar in an ashtray. I felt like such a grownup doing that.

"Thank you, sir." The words came naturally to me. I felt like I was in a new world somehow but I didn't understand it. I tasted the pipe and it was like all these new feelings were filling me up along with the smoke. It was pure, unyielding heaven. I adored it and moaned in pleasure.

"Careful. You might learn to like it," he chuckled. There was something so comforting about being there with him. He lit another pipe and we talked for a little while and he led me back to the front of the store. I purchased a few pipe tobacco blends he recommended and promised to come by to talk to him soon.

The next week sort of just flew by at school. I was distracted. I couldn't wait to try to smoke my new pipe but I just didn't have time. I finally got the chance after school on Friday. I went to this abandoned area on the outskirts of town. I smoked alone without anyone around and felt so, so good. Like I was being covered with pleasure.

I went home and curled up into a long sleep. When I woke up I turned on the TV. That's when I noticed I didn't feel the same.

"What the...fuck?!"

I got up and my heft got up with me. My stomach was jiggling. I touched it gingerly. It was pliable. I patted it. It felt like I was patting a bunch of Jell-o.

"No fucking way. I...what do I...how do I...I can't let anyone see me like this...I have to be dreaming!"

I didn't cry. I thought about it. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had easily gained upwards of thirty pounds in one night. It was impossible. Somehow I knew I had to talk to the pipe shop owner.






Jim was at the shop as always and he smiled when he saw me. 

"Hey, man. You're looking good. Delectable even. You here for some more recommendations?" I walked as if in a dream. 

"Can..can I talk to you? In the back?"

"Sure thing. Anything for you, buddy," he said winking.

We got into his workshop and I slowly told him. "None of my shirts fit me anymore. I woke up like this. I don't know what happened."

"I do. You're becoming a man. That...that is what you wanted, isn't it, young pup? You look older now. You look like you got a little something...right...here. Oh. It's stubble. What do you think of that?"

I looked at myself in a mirror while he got me a better fitting, larger dress shirt to put on. 

"I look so different. I mean, I like it but everyone will be so mad...my parents..."

"Oh no. I made it so they won't miss you."

"Who are you?"

"Me? I'm a wizard, son. I make magic happen. I'm the Amazing Mr. Cachimbo. I used to have my own magic act. I'd turn balls into birds and made cards fly out into the audience, and I would go out in a cape. The 1920s was my heyday. But then I found a real magician and he taught me everything I know now. Now I can live as long as I want, but immortality has a price."

"Wait...I...you can't be serious."

He lit his pipe. "Of course I am, Brody. But don't worry. No one will miss you. You are becoming a man. A true man. The man you dreamed of." He looked at me seriously. "I do spells of all kinds. I made a spell that brought you in to me. I wanted a young man who wanted to be older. And well, you fit the bill. I am gonna drain some years from you and save them for myself so I continue to look all dashing and not too old or too young. I'll stay at this age. And if you want, I'll get you a job, a real man's job. What do you say, stud?"

"You made me fat. I'm fat now."

"So what? You look a lot better with some meat on your bones. Lots of guys like that you know." He caressed by bulging belly. 

"You think it's sexy?"

"Yes, Brody, I very much do." He blew smoke in my face. "Now how about we make a real man out of you today..." He gave me a deep, passionate kiss, His beard bristling against my new stubble. "Oh yeah, you are gonna make a hell of a bear. Stay here tonight, and I'll take care of everything. Go out tonight. Go exploring and come back and the spells will all be ready."

I did so. It felt good to be bigger, I have to admit. I didn't know why I felt that way. I never had an inclination to be fat before but I liked it. I didn't give a fuck what anyone thought of me. I went and got food, a ton of fries along with some fish n chips. I didn't hold back and loved every minute of it.

I wandered over to the local bar and got myself a beer and joined some other guys watching the football game, and I didn't ever know how football was even played before, but suddenly I knew. Someone asked me if I had kids. I rubbed my beard and said, no I didn't. I looked in a mirror. I had to be at least in my late 20s, if not 30 already. I marveled at my image. 

I walked back to the shop as it was closing and Jim and I had fun getting naked. I grew before his eyes, my stomach expanded and I felt almost orgasmic. 

"Oh yeah, big daddy."

"I'm old enough to be a dad now! Holy shit!" I rubbed my beard. I started to make out with him and pressed him to my large frame. He was really into it, he was turning me into an ultimate fantasy for him. I got down on my knees as he told me to suck his dick and I loved serving him. I slurped so much cum as it exploded in my mouth. I was giving my first blow job! I moaned in pleasure. I finished by slobbering some kisses on him and then I sat down to catch my breath.


"So...how long do I stay like this?" I flexed a bearish bicep. I just noticed the tattoo that had been added over my huge arm. I had both muscle and fat now. My beard was huge! I had to be at least 40 now.

"As long as I tell you to."

"But...I kind of miss being young."

"Oh, don't get cold feet now. We're just getting started. See, I opened up shop only a week ago." Jim lit up a cigar and began to puff furiously on it. He exhaled and held the cigar in his hands powerfully. "You want your life back? Here's the deal. I want a fuck toy for a while and I like your new type, Daddy. So uh, if you want to ever see your family again, and I know you will in time, you will do my bidding. You will get me fresh new meat. I want guys that deserve to be punished. Not like you. You're enjoying this for the most part. I want you to find former friends of yours that might be on the wrong path or maybe some fellas that are just jerks. We are going to make men out of these boys."

"So what then? I mean I have an ID that says I'm 21. I don't even look like I'm 30 anymore. What am I going to do without ID?"

"Oh it's all about glamours. People will see what they want to see. Look at your ID again."

I did so and it said my birthday was now 41 years ago. My big beard was highly visible on my photo.

"And my parents?"

"They will simply forget about you. Everyone will. That is the beauty of this. Now, don't go looking for them or I'll be very cross with you."

"How many guys are you gonna change here?" I smiled as I thought about it.

"The fact is different wizards have different goals. I used to be more complicated. I used to control governors and CEOs. I used to live in a mansion. But I don't need those things. I found what I really wanted was to make men into what I wanted to mold them into. I like sexual control." He waved his cigar around casually. "Besides, I can pretty much come and go as I like. I need hobbies. And this never bores me."

"Where do I go? I'm 41 and I've never had a job."

"Haha. Well that is where you are wrong. You are a forklift operator. You just report to work on Monday. You'll remember where it is. Everyone there is convinced you are one of them."

I remembered how to operate a forklift and a lot of the details of the daily grind of factory life.

"But...I don't want-"

"Son, I don't give a FUCK what you want. You do what I WANT. I am your MASTER now. Get your ass into the bedroom. It's time I fuck the willpower left right out of you..."

I am now reporting to work for my first real day of work as a man. And afterwards I will find new life, new blood. Maybe some fickle son of a businessman, some spoiled sons of suburbia, or boys who need an attitude adjustment. I made sure my pipe was on me so I could smoke on breaks.

Jim was right, this was just the beginning...