Friday, March 24, 2017

Entering Into the World of Men III - Shorts


“Hey, uh…hi there Mikey.”                                                                                        
“It’s not Mikey. That’s not my name now that I’m growdup.”                                     
“We have to switch back soon, sweetheart. You said you would if you got to smoke one of my cigars, remember?”                                                                             
“Yeah, it’s cool! I wish I was growd up all the time!”                                                 
“I know, sweetie. But remember, being 7 is important, too. And I’ll buy you your own cigars when you’re older.”                                                                                       
My nephew took a drag of my Padron.                                                                     
“I wanna be a grown up now, though! I wanna drive a car!”                                       
“Now…now remember sweetie, I said you could smoke a cigar if you switched us back, remember? We didn’t say anything about driving.”                                                     
“I wanna drive and I’m big so I get to say what I do! And if you don’t like it, I’ll tell Mommy to come pick you up!” He puffed again, really getting the hang of it while in my body. Shit! Not my sister! I thought.                                                                
“O…okay sweetheart but we have to be very VERY careful if we go driving. There’s a lot you need to know and-”                                                                                    
“Let’s go now! I have your license so I can do it whenever I want!”                            
“Wait! You don’t know how to drive!” I scurried after him as fast as my new seven year old legs could take me. I had no idea how my nephew did the impossible but I was not happy about it. I was scared to death. He was the world’s biggest seven year old about to drive my car. He better not crash it. Oh god…                                          


“Sorry. Didn’t mean to show off, fatty.”                                                                 
“Stop calling me that!”                                                                                   
“Why? You called me fatty for four years, John! Fuck you! Now you know what it’s like!”                                                                                                               
“I would have worked it off by now, you were just fucking lazy!”                             
“You ABUSED ME like crazy to make yourself feel good. Now I HAVE YOUR BODY SO FUCKING SUCK IT!”                                                                                             
The pudgy 14 year old wanted to cry. His brother had stolen his perfect, hard earned body and all he could think about was the Hostess fruit pie he had waiting for him in his room. This is hell, he thought.                                                                            




“Don’t bother me. Or I’ll beat you up like I did before!”                                             
“Please, Jason I just wanted to tell you-”                                                              
Jason stood up, towering over me. “It’s Billy now, so go to your room or I’m gonna fuckin’ beat you!” He made a fist at me.                                                                 
“Okay,” I meekly replied, and took my 11 year old butt back to my new room. If only I’d been nicer to my little brother. I’d basically been talking down to him and bullying him behind my parents backs for years, telling him to keep it a secret or else. I don’t know why I did it now. I guess I just wanted someone to take everything out on. I didn’t have the best grades and dad used to hit me before mom got rid of him. I just…learned how to be a man from my dad and my dad bullied people. Fuck. Fuck I don’t want to be small again! How did he do this! He’s so big I can’t possibly do anything! He tells me to clean his underwear and make his bed…I’m practically his slave now! Why was I so mean to him!                                                                                    




“So…I need your body just a little bit longer.”                                                            
“What? No! Dude! You’ve been in it for a “, let’s just switch back! I can’t stand being this fucking tiny, bro!”                                                                                            
 “I know, but…here’s the thing. I think I’m in love. With Kyle.”                                   
“What? I am NOT gay, bro! NOT gay!”                                                                      
“Well your body is gay. At least my body is gay. Now. I don’t know how it happened, either, but me being gay before made this body gay.”                                              
“Well I was straight so why am I not straight in your body?”                                     
“That might have to do with the whole Priapus thing. He was the god of the penis so maybe he was more for gay men. Our knowledge of ancient Greek magic is kind of sketchy so…”                                                                                                         
“I want my body back!” I screamed.                                                                                         
“I know! I’m sorry! I just can’t. I can’t! I love being big and cute and hunky! I mean look at these muscles!” Tyler flexed his huge new guns. “Everyone pays attention to me now!”                                                                                                               
“And I’m just some little geek! Please! Please don’t leave me like this!” Brent began to cry.                                                                                                                         
“Look, I’ll talk to you later after you’ve calmed down.”                                               
“Wait! No!” Brent screamed, the hot tears flowing down his face. Why had he ever agreed to this. The worst part was he desperately wanted to suck off his old body’s dick…this whole thing was a nightmare!                                                                 




Swapping bodies with my best friend has been an amazing experience. His family is super religious (mine isn’t), and they are really close. They always watch him like a hawk even though he’s a grown man to make sure he’s on the straight and narrow. His mother is on my ass every day about something! He’s getting to be free for a while since my family doesn’t give a fuck about anyone, including me. And the body. This body. I mean holy fuck, I’m in love with myself. I’m in love with my body. I love nothing more than to look at myself. Except when I’m with my best friend, who admitted he wanted to try “it” out. The first time he sucked me off I couldn’t believe it, it was like a dream. He’s saying he doesn’t want to go back for another few months! I’m doing an okay job at the gym but I’m worried about him not having the skills to continue my office job. He says he’s doing okay but we will have to switch back if he doesn’t keep on top of things! Switching bodies is WAY more work socially than I thought it would be! My new family doesn’t know I’m gay so that’s a bit hard. Also he is slutting it up, he has had more sex in my fucking body than I have in five years! It’s unbelievable. I thought i would be getting to have sex all over the place but when you live with your parents at the age of 28 that becomes more complicated. Now I have to go help my old body out..he’s having trouble with some of the accounting software and it’s like the tenth time we’ve gone over it. And then I’m going to see if I can get him to let me fuck his cute little asshole…I know how cute it is because it used to be mine!



My Daddy gave me my first pipe when an old Indian curse made me into a grown up and turned my uncle into a lil kid. Grandma was furious but Daddy didn’t care. I was workin with him wranglin cattle and I deserved a pipe to relax with just like him. It was so good! I never knew tobacco would taste and smell so good. I thanked Daddy and we went inside to spend some “time goether as men” as Daddy put it. I just wanted to take my clothes off for some reason cuz when i was with daddy my pecker kept gettin so darned hard.



Everyone sure looks at me different now that I’m my dad. I mean, I had no idea that so many people looked at dad so funny just because he has big muscles. Which feel so awesome. We have no idea why we swapped bodies but I have to go to work for him and it totally exhausts me. If I didn’t go to the gym, I’d have no energy at all. I hope we can swap back soon, I miss all my friends at school and the guy on the train I always see is looking at me like he wants to kiss me. Which would be kind of cool…maybe I should say hi to him. 








Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Entering Into the World of Men II - Shorts



No one will ever call me a little wimp again! I was 11 and getting my ass kicked all the time. One of my bullies had an uncle who picked him up from school one day and I pleaded with him to get his nephew to stop picking on me. “Oh really. So he did all that, huh?” He told me he’d take care of it. The next morning I woke up in a stranger’s house and I was…huge! Big muscles! So strong! My penis was huge! I had grown ups clothes lying around my bed! I felt my face and I had hair on it! I had a strange tingling on my face I realized was hair. I realized a cel phone near me was buzzing and I heard my voice calmly tell me to just not panic. Apparently this gruff biker guy is a magician…a real one. Like some kind of shaman he said, and he was going to show my nephew a thing or two while he was in my body. That day in the schoolyard he kicked my bully’s ass with all the kung fu he knows! It was crazy. I was watching from the side of the playground outside the fence and my jaw dropped. He was using my body to really kick ass! I didn’t know my body could even do things like that! Well anyway afterwards I saw him and thanked him and he told me he’d been needing to take a vacation and asked me to be a grown up for a year! “A year,” I screamed. “No way! You mean I get to be big and huge all year!” Well, with a few rules. I have to work out every day and maintain his body. I have to work at a gas station. I have the right to have sex now if I want to (but I haven’t yet!) and I have to help his sister take care of my bully..er…nephew now. And my old body is teaching me kung fu so I can defend myself when I go back in a year from now. This is so amazing…a cigar! If my mom saw me she’d kill me! And my bully? He now looks up to me and hangs on every word I tell him, being the only MAN in his life! So I’m telling him to turn over a new leaf if he doesn’t want to get his ass kicked, and he should start defending weaker kids and not bullying them.






I can’t believe I am in my teacher’s body! He has a beard and a house and I can drive and and and this is all so unbelievable! It just happened two days ago and he’s angry because his wife was out of town and he stayed with me afterschool because I had detention. I’m only 12 but he was really angry because he said I wanted to not listen to him and stuff and that I didn’t want to listen to authority so I was like no why would I? I want to be a grown up so I don’t have to listen to all the stupid rules who wants to be a kid and he was like I’d really like to be a kid again and the next thing you know we had totally swapped bodies and were screaming and everything. The janitor heard us and came in and asked if we were okay and I said yes everything is..fine! And my voice was different! I had a grown man’s voice and it’s all deep! He was panicking and I told him to just calm down. I called my parents and told them I’d drive their son home. Since he didn’t know the way haha. He was freaking out but I’d watched my dad drive a lot so i thought how hard could it be. He gave me instructions and was totally afraid I’d get us in an accident so he made me practice in the parking lot which was empty first but eventually I got him to my parents house and waved goodbye. He was so freaked out! He kept talking about how I ciouldn’t be a teacher but I guess I can cause all I do is read out of the book and ask the students to and it’s not even hard. And his wife came home last night and got naked in front of me!!! That is the most amazing part holy shit I couldn’t believe it she was…so hot! And she climbed into bed and told me to come with her and I got to feel up her breasts and we spooned each other and I got really hard and…I just exploded oh man being a grown man is so weird and freaky and different and awesome!!! Now I’m on my day off and smoking a CIGAR like a BOSS. So sorry, Mr. Anderson but I like being you and I don’t even know how we swapped bodies but don’t care cause I look like a grown up and no one can tell me I have to go to detention! Oh man and I can totally give detention to the bullies who picked on me! This is so totally cool!




I thought it would be cooler if I was older. I used to just put on this fake beard. So cheesy but I was 14 and desperate for facial hair. I would pose in front of the mirror and then one day I feel asleep and when I woke up something was different. My beard was real. And my dad thinks that I’m his brother. I get to smoke cigars and apparently everything is different. I help dad run his business at the hardware store but my life is like 99% work. I didn’t know adults worked this hard! Catching time to smoke a cigar is one of my few pleasures these days. I don’t know who did this to me but I wish they’d talked with me about it first. It…was just a wish I made in passing! Whoever heard me actually did it, though! I wish I knew who…god this cigar is good. Maybe it isn’t bad, maybe I can find a guy online. I got laid for the first time last week and it was amazing but I had to be at work the next morning. Being an adult is hard but I guess it has its benefits. Like, I can be gay and no one will say anything at school and spread rumors. I can just get my dick wet in some hot guy’s ass. Guess it ain’t all bad.




I’m hundreds of miles away from my dad. I’m so mad at him. I was telling him how hard it was to be a kid and the next day he says he’s gonna show me how hard it really is. He invited my uncle over, who was smiling real hard and then the next thing I know I was waking up on my bed but I was…heavy. And tired. And wearing my uncle’s black leather jacket. The fuck? I soon discovered they had stolen my life and body. My uncle was now a carefree 13 year old and my dad was telling me I had to move into my uncle’s place and be a father to his kids! It’s insane! I have to drive them everywhere, work at my uncle’s job at a  furniture store, and I’m always getting nagged at by my aunt, who is now my wife and that is just fucked up. I mean she sucked my dick eventually so I guess it’s not all bad, and I get to smoke cigars which is pretty cool. But I want to go back to junior high already! I’ve learned my lesson! Take me back already! But my dad still won’t switch us back, he says he’s having the time of his life with my uncle, who has become the most perfect son imaginable…a model student and athlete…he says not to hold my breath! Come on! I want to be young again! Shit, I have to go pick my kid up from school…





You used to be a straight man but ever since your neighbor moved in next door you found yourself captivated. Of course the subliminal expertise he had in brainwashing after working for a high end military operation paid off, not that you thought about it as you suddenly saw him as the sexiest man in the universe. But all you can think about now is getting as far away from women as possible. You crave dick now. And not just any dick, but his dick. His big fat, juicy dick that sits in your mouth, so hard, so perfect, pulsing while you try your hardest to please, eager for cum. It’s manly to be a cumgargler. It’s good to be Master’cum slave. It’s good to do what Master says. Men are sexy. Not girls and boobs. Men with beards are especially sexy. No more cheerleader porn for you. Men with beards smoking cigars send you over the top. Being manly is good. Being manly is sexy. You love smelling Master’s cigar while you suck him. It makes you happy. So happy…




I was always complaining about my husband smoking cigars and drinking beer. I didn’t understand his more unwholesome leanings but then I woke up one day and as you can guess, that’s me right there. Sufficed to say, it took us a lot of shock to get over but once I realized our biological urges had changed, i can safely say that I have embraced my new masculine traits. Including being on top in bed! Once I found out how fun it was to fuck as a man I hoped we would never switch back, not that I know how it happened in the first place.





When my Dad was stationed in the Middle East, he came across something in a bazaar. It was a simple ring he bought off of some jeweler for Mom, and he made some wish that he could be back home with her. Well, apparently it was embued with the powers of a djinn. The former owner of the ring was a warlord who took over a country and let’s just say the djinn interpreted his wishes to his detriment and that country got totaled. Oh, and I’m now smoking cigars and in the army in place of my dad. I have the ring now and Dad is with mom in my nine year old body. But you know what, I kind of like being big and grown up so i wished to have all my dad’s knowledge and wished for his memory to be wiped of the event, so only I know we switched bodies. I wonder what else I can wish for…maybe a new job back home so i can go home and fuck my Mom..er…wife now. Mom is smoking hot and I can’t wait to put my fuckin’ dick inside her!






I always dreamed of being bald and looking older. Ever since I was six years old. When I turned 13 all I wanted was to be middle aged, have a beard, be bald, smoke cigars like a man. I wished it with all my might. The next day I woke up like this and my single mother was talking to me about me being her brother. Reality changed altogether and now I’m about to go to my dick sucked from some little twink I met off craigslist. I thank whoever granted my birthday wish because this shit is awesome. Way better than junior high.



I first noticed little Todd here when he showed up to my bar with a fake ID. Only 16 and he wanted his first beer. Well, I like turning boys into men, what can I say. By the time he had my most special drinks, he was sporting chest hair, losing any hair on his head and by the end of the evening he was older than his own father. He freaked out when i cleared his mind enough for him to realize that he had aged, and looked nothing like the boy he used to be. In one night I’d made him a man. Now he has a whole new life, and he has me to thank for it. Of course, in order to get a new identity, he had to promise to let me hook him up with other men that love a good cigar smoking cocksucker. I forced him onto cigars and now he can’t get enough of them. I love making men into boys…literally making them, that is. Forcing them to do my bidding as I age them. Other people have different fetishes. Mine is making boys into cigar dads against their will, but in the end they all get used to it. 

Monday, March 20, 2017

Grandpa's Curse

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Ryan looked longingly at the photo of himself from just a few weeks ago. He was only 20. He had everything going for him. He tried not to shed a tear. His arms. His chest. His perfect abs. And it was all gone. Everything was all gone. He had avoided all his friends. He had not gone to school. Every day was agony. And his grandfather was responsible for all of it.

Three weeks ago...

Grandpa Harold was a tough man to please. He was rich and powerful and he was worst of all, vengeful. As an almost billionaire, he ran about 20 different corporations under the umbrella of his own and he paid for what he wanted, including a hot young wife only a little older than Ryan. It was shocking to the family but Ryan was told to say nothing about it. And he didn't for a long time, even those Celeste gave him a longing look whenever he came to visit.


Grandpa met him one day with his own unhappy look. He took Ryan to a nice restaurant and told him that he was meeting with some incredibly powerful people. Ryan thought he meant businessmen but Grandpa Harold said no no, these are...people you can't look up on the internet. I have paid a fortune just to find them. I want to have a more youthful body and I think I can pay for it. Ryan immediately thought someone was trying to pull one over on his Grandpa but Grandpa dismissed him.

"There are powerful people in the world who only very rich people know about and they like to remain hidden. They have their reasons. They have used their talents for certain friends of mine. Let's just say I have reason to be happy about this but I'm also a little worried. I suppose it's just nerves, is all. Well, you know what. Cheers. I think it's going to be the best decision I ever made."

Grandpa was a little hesitant to give details and Ryan was incredibly skeptical. He spent that night in the mansion and Grandpa went out for a consultation. That was when it happened. Celeste came into his room and one thing led to another and he was fucking her like crazy on his large guest bed. She screamed with pleasure as he filled her up. Grandpa couldn't fill up a girl like this anymore, he thought cruelly. Shouldn't even try. I'm young and he thinks he can be young like me again? He'll be dead soon and this will all me mine. All this hot piece of ass if I want it, too. Fuck yeah! FUCK! He used Celeste four times in a row before she went crazy and fled. Said she had to make sure no one noticed she was in his room.

Ryan contacted me weeks later telling me the details of this story. And he told me about how after that he was awoken in the middle of the night by unknown assailants who shoved a needle in his arm, took him to a secret location and kept him there for days and he had been out of school for three weeks now.

He told me frantically he couldn't trust anyone. He said they did things to him. He was disfigured he said. Couldn't even go outside with a shirt off. He left me a drunken message where he started crying and was unintelligible. He invited me over to the mansion. He said maybe I could help him. He was talking through his tears about how Grandpa took his body away from him. It made no sense.

When I arrived I didn't know what to think. Maybe my friend was having a breakdown. Ryan met me in the far side of one of the outside gardens. One of the butlers led me there with a strange, apprehensive look on his face. I noticed it one of the maids as well. Something told me that not to many people had been to the house lately.

Ryan was wearing a heavy sweater which made no sense for the hot weather we were having. He was drinking, and he sullenly looked up at me.

"You know how I looked, right? I fucking looked like a real man."

"Dude, what are you talking about? You're like the most jacked guy I know. You're way hotter than I am. Or like half our team." We both were on the rowing team. I know, it's preppy and elitist and that's because hey, we're rich.

"You don't understand, man." he started sobbing. "My grandfather is so rich he found people that know magic. Like real magic. And he caught me with his wife. I don't know why I fucked her, man. I just did. I couldn't help myself. She was so hot."

"You fucked your stepmom. Or stepgrandma?? Gross!"

"Dude, she's 22 and smoking fucking hot!"

"Oh. Well that's still gross, just for different reasons. Yeah I forgot about your grandpa doing that. Good for him I guess but he didn't find out, right? Did that bitch tell him?" I was so mad for him, and mad AT him at the same time."

"No, man. One of the maid spied on her, and he paid her big time to do it. And he said he never expected it from me, he said she was supposed to keep an eye out for like the pool boy and shit. Fuck me. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck I woke up and I was in this place and they strapped me down and cut me and I bled all over and they had these weird knives and masks and shit...it was so fucking scary I thought I was gonna die. And they were chanting and shit and I got all dizzy and Grandpa was there and they put my blood in a cup and he fucking DRANK it! I couldn't fucking believe it and when I woke up I was like..this!" He started crying.

A shiver ran down my spine. "Like...what?"

"Like this, ok!" He took off the sweater and the undershirt and I gasped. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"This...this isn't possible," I muttered.



"Just look at me. LOOK AT ME I'M A FUCKING FREAK SHOW MAN! I have THIS." He held onto his flabby giant love handle and gut. I have fucking MAN BOOBS dude..I just...wanna fucking kill myself."

"No! No don't do that. Hey. Man, dry your tears, ok? I don't think you look that bad. I mean I never told you this but I actually think...I always thought you looked really hot."

"Thanks, man. I guess." He sniffed. He wasn't gay and I wanted to just hold him.

"Stand up. Please."

"You gotta talk to him for me, man. You gotta talk him into giving me my body back. He's got it. He looks fucking amazing with my body." Ryan sniffed with his hand to his nose. I walked over to him and put my hand on his gut.

"I don't know if this helps but, I think you're sexy. I think your face is sexy and I think your body is sexy, too." And then I cracked up.

"Fuck you." he muttered.

"I'm just kidding, dude. You look great. For a freak show, I mean when you join the circus the kids will love you, just keep your fucking shirt on!"

Ryan roared and tried to chase me. He did so for several seconds and then stopped. The all star runner heaving to and fro on the green. Panting like an old man. I started laughing.

"Fuck you I'm gonna get you!" He started running and had to stop. I laughed as I jogged before him.

"Come on, old man. Try and catch me! God, you are so out of shape now, dude! Hahahahahahhaha!"

You may think this is cruel but Ryan made plenty of jokes at my expense and I knew for a fact he kept me from being captain of the team because he outed me "by accident". He also made several passes at me at various times when he was drunk because he always wondered what it would be like to "get sucked off by another dude" and then he freaked out when I began to suck his cock. He couldn't handle the part of him that really was gay. Our friendship was not exactly what you would call even. He was always embarrassing me in front of my gay friends by making gay jokes. It was a little overboard. He was really trying not to be thought of as gay. I really got angry with him though, because he tried to come on to my last boyfriend just to prove he could attract any guy or girl he wanted to. Fucking jerk, That actually hurt me. It hurt me to see him leave with Steve only to pull the same bullshit with him. Oh I am just not ready to get sucked off by a dude. Yeah, you just want attention, Well now you got it, jackass!

I told him I'd be back in the dorms and if he got desperate enough, he could suck me off. Maybe then I'd consider going to talk to his grandfather on his own behalf. I did meet the old man on my way out and holy fuck. HOLY FUCK!


"It's Andrew, right? Ryan's friend!"

"Holy shit, it's true. You took his body. That's so fucking...awesome!"

"Yeah it is, isn't it? I just wanted to make sure you weren't going to go around blabbing about this. I know people and I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

"Dude, I am sort of enjoying this to be honest. I mean, this is some freaky ass shit, but..." I explained my situation to the old man and he laughed.

"Of course. So he just fucks everyone else over. No one can be happy but him."

"He wants me to talk you into helping him."

"I'm teaching him a lesson in humility Would that we could walk in the shoes of others. Well now I'm walking in his body and it feels pretty FUCKING great. I am in charge of who gets to come into this house, you know. I approved you to be let in. I have something to talk to you about. I think my grandson is bisexual. I have this body and I gotta tell you, I fucked my wife so hard her pussy nearly fell out but I am not really satisfied if you know what I mean. And your story makes sense. I think my grandson likes girls but he likes boys better. I mainly pictured boys when I was fucking my wife. And you know I'm so old I don't give a fuck what she wants. She signed a prenup. So uh, I guess what I'm saying is, would you like to come upstairs and fool around? I am almost a billionaire."

"FUCK YEAH!" I should have tried to play coy but who am I kidding. My friend's grandpa was HOT AS HELL! I was in heaven. He carried me upstairs. Said it gave him quite a thrill. I was in daddy heaven. I felt up the body I'd dreamed about for years!

We're still figuring out what to do with Ryan. I am on a first name basis with Harold and quite frankly, Celeste is out and I'm in. As Ryan's soon to be step-grandfather I would just like to point out that taking the semester off has been good for him. I am living in the lap of luxury and enjoying every minute of being fucked my Harold, who gets along with me so much better than that stupid bitch he married. And we have plans for Ryan. He's seeing a therapist paid off handsomely to never discuss this particular problem with anyone. He's a little less depressed. Still wearing heavy clothing outside in public if he ever goes out, which is rare. If he's very good, and I mean very very good, we'll give him another new young body,. In about five years...magic isn't cheap, you know.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Entering into the World of Men - Shorts



Myostat Syndrome can strike any child. Many problems erupt when 11 year olds like Timmy grow into huge, musclebound adults within just a few short months. Often they have problems finding clothes that fit right away as they keep outgrowing them. Midnight trips to the refrigerator are common. Myostat kids are generally always hungry and they require protein more than normal preteens, it goes without saying. Timmy is one of the luckier Myostat kids because he passed the tests for adult job assignment when he was 12. He now earns about as much as though soon to be more than his mother and is helping to be a parent now to his 10 year old brother, who is of normal height. Though only two years apart, the two brothers could not be from more different worlds now and though his little brother resented the idea at first, Timmy soon proved he was man enough to take on the role of being his little brother’s surrogate father. Though finding shirts that don’t split will still continue to be a challenge for quite some time.




Being in this body is amazing. Bet you wish you had it back, huh wimp? Bet all those jokes you made about me are now biting you in the ass. God, you were such an asshole. You never wanted me because I was too small even though there were hardly any other gays in this small town of ours, you were too good for me. Well, look who’s come begging now? You want my dick, little man? Is that what you want? Cause I’ll let you swallow it but only if you’re nice to me. See, I’m a dominant personality and i was trapped in a shitty body but now that I’m not a totally thin shrimp just fresh out of high school and I have a real man’s body, guys really want me to take the lead. I went to the city last week. Lost my virginity. Plugged some hot college boy. He was all over me! Fuck! Here, carry these bags for me, shrimp. You and I are going to have a long talk. Am I giving your body back? What the fuck do you think? I ain’t giving you anything except my dick down your throat, asshole.




Beaming with pride, that’s my little guy. I mean he was my little guy. 16 and pencil thin. What’s an aunt witch to do? He was just so sad because none of the girls would go out with him, he was depressed and got sick a lot with all those allergies of his. Oh I just couldn’t let it go on like that! So I gave him a slight little body improvement spell and it was just a bit more potent than I thought it was! Well. It worked out. He’s happy and when I need furniture moved he will always help me and that’s really all I care about. Well that and he’s under strict guidelines not to get any girl pregnant. God knows I don’t need grand-kids running around. I’m his guardian and he’s never had this much attention before. When I had the condom talk with him I thought I was going to faint. But it’s not his fault the poor dear, his sex drive is through the roof because of my magic, and all the girls he brings home are very nice. He fucks most of them silly but none of them have stolen anything, so I know he’s being slightly cautious. I’ve told him only bring nice girls home but oh I hope he chooses one girl soon to just go steady with, I think the whole town wants to fuck the former nerd what with his current virility and all. 







It worked, man. It totally worked. I’m in my uncle’s body and he isn’t getting it back unless I say so. I told him I’d switch back once he passed high school for me and then I can go to college. But fuck, I can’t stand high school with all the fucking jocks pushing me around. And the gang members from Mexico that are invading all the schools. Fuck that. My uncle has Marine Corps training and he already beat the shit out of someone who tried to push him around. It’s awesome! And I’m getting SO MUCH ATTENTION! Everyone loves a muscled veteran! My job is awesome, I go to an office and manage a store. It’s pretty easy once you get used to it. And girls are all over me. I fucked five women already and it’s only been two months. My uncle told me if I didn’t go to the gym, he’d never forgive me and since I am sort of making him swap lives with me it was the least I could do. And oh my god, I never knew. I never knew how good it could feel to be a bodybuilder. I’m definitely going to start bodybuilding in a few years in my old body. Actually my uncle is starting me on that route since he doesn’t want to be a nerd. One thing he is doing is having gay sex with his new boyfriend. He’s gay now in my body and totally just going for it. I am slightly jealous because he says he might even do porn one day (I hope he’s joking about that just to annoy me) and just keep my body and get a fancy degree and make some real money with his life, but he wouldn’t do that to me…would he? I mean he complained that he wanted to be straight again but now that he has a boyfriend (where did he even find someone so hot?) I’m wondering if he will. Maybe I should get used to being huge!




I can’t believe my boyfriend wanted to be a woman. He is now dieting and I can eat whatever I want. He is now feeling like a piece of meat and I can walk around and people see me as a strong man. He gets shit for doing anything remotely fun and I can smoke cigars like a boss in public. And best of all, the dick. Oh my god, I never knew and only imagined how good it felt to have a huge dick. Why did he ever want to experiment with magic and be a girl is beyond me but I’ve decided to prolong the experiment. He wants to switch back tomorrow and I might just disappear for a spring break vacation and sow my wild oats for, say, a year or so. God this cigar is good! Hey baby, what’s up. You look good, that’s a nice bikini! Why don’t we go inside for a little while. Yeah, I think about sex all the time, I’m you now, silly. Yeah, let me smack that little ass of yours. Fucking hot bitch like you, you know you like it





My name is Barbie and I’m having a lot more fun than I thought I would being in my grizzled old dad’s body. I had absolutely been miserable at first having a beer belly and having to go to my father’s job, filled with disgusting older men who leered at women like they were objects. My father declared I had to learn to “man up” in order to appreciate him. It was supposed to just be for a couple of days but then the amulet he used didn’t work anymore and the witch he got it from disappeared without a trace.                               
I panicked. I’d only been a man for a few days so I’d already panicked. But then we both panicked. But then, slowly, I really got used to being in this amazing body. I remember when I jacked off for the first time and I just…spurted and squirted everywhere. And the first time I had the craving for a beer and a cigar. All these thoughts went through my head about boobs and pussy and how hot they were. Daddy was suddenly very uncomfortable being in my 16 year old body and it was no longer fun for him when I said if I had to go to work, he had to go to school. I smiled and smirked when he tried to put on my pretty dresses and helped him with his makeup. I told him it was “just for the time being” and that night when I was watching porn in my “man cave” room and smoking my first stogie, lifting weights and delighting over how strong I was before jacking it again, I decided I was pretty okay with this transition. I look great! I feel great! I feel so big and strong and my daddy is so petite and little. I started to experiment. I could lift his heavy tool box without a problem. I could lift his barbells…I could live 150 pounds above my head with no problem! I couldn’t believe it. Everything made me hard now, especially the neighbor lady who sauntered around in those skimpy outfits. And daddy is having a horny little time now that he’s around all those hot boys at school. He broke down crying when he admitted to me how confusing it was to be attracted to all the boys who were asking him out and he didn’t know what to do. I comforted her in my arms and said I won’t think any different of you if you do, sweetheart, as long as you are careful and don’t get pregnant, because I’ll kill any man that knocks you up. I then told her I planned on dating a lovely woman I’d met at work. I work at a moving van company bossing around muscular, confident men just like me. She was immediately attracted to me seeing how happily confident I was. Little does she know it’s because I just became a man for the first time a few weeks ago! Well, I’m going to finish my cigar and go inside. My little girl might need help with her homework and I’m always willing to lend a hand as her bigger, caring father and want her to get a good education because god knows she can’t rely on her body to get a manual labor job!                                      







“Here, man. Try this. You’ll love it.”                                                                            
“What? Are you kidding me? I’m ten years old! Well…I mean…not really now but…uh…wow that smells good. Is it…are you sure it’s okay? What if someone sees us?”
“Uh, it’s legal if you’re 30, bro. Just take it. You’re in my dad’s body and I’m in my uncle’s body so who gives a fuck? As long as anyone else is concerned, we’re a couple of grown MEN now. We can smoke cigars, drive, drink beer, all that stuff!”                  
   I took the cigar and took a drag like I’d seen my friend do just now and                    whoa…I was in love with cigars the minute I finished mine. I asked for another one and lit it up just as our “boys” came home, my old body and my best friend’s old body. They were tiny compared with us and we had sent them to school haha! It was great, I didn’t have to go to school anymore!                                                                      
  “Hey, look! I get to smoke cigars and you can’t do anything about it!” I gloated. 
“Great, kid. Do you know how to fix cars? Because you’ll need to do that if we want to put food on the table this month. By the way, you’re failing math you lying little shit!”
“I don’t care!” my best friend said inside his uncle’s body. “I don’t have to do math anymore! You do!”                                                                                               
“You have to put us back if you want to pay rent this month. Neither of you knows how to be a mechanic or a machinist. So unless you wanna wind up on the fucking street-”
“OOOOOOH YOU SAID A BAD WORD! Little boys aren’t allowed to say that!” my friend said loudly. I laughed.                                                                                              
“Are you even listening to me?”                                                                               
“Yeah I can do your job. I just wanted to see if you would go to school. Mmm, I love cigars. You want one, dad? Oh wait I forgot you’re a kid so you CAN’T.” He laughed. 
“Try to talk some sense into him, kid,” my old body said to me, looking way up at me. 
“Hey, Damon?”                                                                                                         
“It’s not Damon anymore, it’s Carl. And uh, you should be feeling it soon. Try and think about going to work. What do you think about fixing cars?”                                        
I blinked and realized information was filling my head about everything from hubcaps to hundreds of tools to gas lines and….holy shit I can fix cars.                                   
“Holy shit! I know how to fix cars!”                                                                           
“How is this fucking possible?” his father yelled inside my old body. It was weird to see my old body curse.                                                                                                  
“Let’s just say I have friends in high places,” my new “bro” said, winking at me. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna get a beer and watch the game!”                               


Saturday, March 18, 2017

Seven Shorts

These were also posted on my other blog over at cigardadclassic.tumblr.com

These stories have been gleaned from interviews with men from multiple universes with several different methods, but with minimal information available to follow up on their development. This publication will aim to try to find out more about their transformations and the reverberations they had on their lives, but we are limited in our resources for transdimensional viewing.


I look fucking amazing!!! Too bad you aren’t me. But no, you can’t have this body back. I fucking love it. I gave you the chance. I told you not to repossess my car, my belongings, my house. It wasn’t my fault my company of 30 years decided to renege on their pensions and screw all us old men out of our money. I warned you, you arrogant little shitstain. I warned you and your cunt father and now I’ve repossessed your body! Fuck it feels so good I feel like I could cum right here and now. I have never felt like this in my life! It feels amazing! Oh that pain you’re feeling? That’s gout. Go rot in hell, you moronic fuckhead. You’re 65 so why don’t you go read AARP and go fuck yourself. I’m gonna go out and FUCK the SHIT out of the first girl I find. Later, asshole!




I always try and support my little brother, even though he’s contracted Myostat Syndrome. I’ll admit it. It’s been hard watching my 15 year old brother grow beyond me in muscle and walk around a fully fledged adult, with all the rights and privileges thereof. He’s only had it for two years and he looks amazing. But for the most part he is handling it all without much ego. Except at home. At home it’s a different story. At home he calls me names, shoves me down onto my bed, barks orders. He’s still getting used to my requests for roleplay, but he’s beginning to get into it. Sometimes he cracks up while he’s doing it and we just start making out instead. I don’t care what anyone thinks. I’m there for my little bro in any way he needs. Moral and emotional support is a must. Letting him use me as his own personal cum dumpster every day after school is my choice but we’ve grown so much closer for it. 



The body suit loomed over him when he zipped it up, but when it congealed over his head he grew into it, arms filling out as strong as baseball bats, legs like granite, face straight out of a model agency. He took poses of himself. No more shy college nerd recent graduate who couldn’t get dates. With this body, everyone would want him. What amazing luck it had been to find the body suit store! Of course it was in another dimension. He had found it while studying electromagnetic impulses in the park when he first “slipped” into the other side. There, body suits were common everyday objects and a necessity for the workplace. It was that society’s answer to disease and obesity but this world, our world, had never heard of them. He had bought just the one. He had to trade in his Rolex since they had different money in that world, but it was worth it. Now he could go out and conquer, and he was still a virgin! He flexed. Not for much longer! he thought.



God I love how good I look. It was worth spending my life’s fortune to be swapped with this guy. He can be 70. He can be near death with a horrible, ungrateful family. I’m big and strong and full of CUM. Of course I had no idea he was gay but all the better. I will never have to pay alimony again, that’s for fucking sure. I work at a steel mill. How manly is that? I can’t believe how fucking good I look. God, just look at me. I mean, I think my brain is different though because I used to be able to think about business and stuff and how to make money and now I just think about cumming into boy’s asses all day. Fuck yeah. Wonder who I’ll plow next. Maybe some hot Mexican college kid. Fuck, I’m big. Just look at me! Can’t believe I used to wear suits and look at boring numbers all day. Fuck, I need to work out my legs more. The strength of them. Makes me feel like cumming when I’m working my quads….fuck it feels so good to be in this body. Just look at me! Bet I could find some young twink here, everyone wants me to fuck them. Just look at how good I look…




I had no idea how much being a guy ruled. I had sex with this guy from the club because I needed someone to test my amulet out on. I wore it after he fucked me, when he was asleep and said the incantation, then quickly put it in his pocket. I woke up to screaming. He was having a shitfit in my body! I left immediately and threatened to beat the shit out of her if she tried to follow me. I was so much…BIGGER. Just walking down the hall was an adventure in getting to know my own size and strength. I took his car a few blocks down and immediately craved tobacco. I saw him smoking last night but didn’t think about it. I had never smoked before. Mmmm, cigar I thought. I really need a cigar! I drove “my” car to a store that sold them and lit one up. Walking down the street no one leered at me and I was wearing shorts! It was so unreal. I can walk down the street and not be an object for men to leer at. I took my first drag. This was going to be awesome. i wonder what going to the gym will be like! I thought, marveling at my new big arms.



“See this bicep? This is the bicep you’re gonna be worshiping. Now start cleaning up. I expect you to work hard if you’re going to be my houseboy, fag slave. You like being called fag slave? You do, don’t you FAG SLAVE. Now BOW TO ME FAGGOT. Tell me how much you love me. Yeah. Fuck yeah. Worship me. Worship my body, faggot. Of course you’re in love with me. Why wouldn’t you be. Kiss my feet. That’s right. Man, this is almost too easy. I sure am glad I found that book of magic. It’s made you into a total pussy. A boi pussy. Huh, pussy? And look at me, I’m practically a god now. I feel like one. Get naked. I want you to not wear any clothes when you clean my house. You can keep your collar on, it’s a sign of my ownership of you. Fuck yeah, you dirty little bitch, take off those drawers and show me your tiny little boy dick. You’re my age and your dick is only 2 inches? Fuck, that spell worked better than i thought. I got all your muscle, your looks, your job, your life and your dick shrunk to a nub. You’re practically a woman now, fag slave! Well don’t stop. Keep picking up the place. Work all day until the garage is organized, just like I taught you.