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Hmm, two nice pictures but they're not talking to me--any ideas anyone?
ReplyDeleteWell I may be looking into this way too much but... The top pic (pic 1) seems like a stereotypical straight jock. Judging from the height of the bed, Lacrosse stick and wall bricks, it does not seem that he is too tall. Maybe something a long the lines of:
ReplyDeleteStraight jock (Due to girls poster), great at what he does but picked on by his fellow jocks for being (Iet's say 5"7' or something). Yada yada goes out to find a way to get taller, not necessarily for revenge or anything, just to "be one of the guys", which then leads to him changing? I don't know... HMMM
Why not try a bit of a reverse..... Pic 2, gay who dislikes being gay due to fear that the world will think differently of him or something and has not come out to family/public I dunno, then yada yada transformed into an even more muscly straight horny jock or something? Meh
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ReplyDeleteDallas flexed reaching behind his head, then up to the ceiling. He reached up as hard as he could, but it still felt like it was a mile away. He relaxed and shock himself; he was a good athlete, strong, agile--a little dynamo but he was short. At 5'6" the other players in the lacrosse te towered above him, they didn't seem to care but Dallas wished he could be taller.
Exhausted he fell back onto the bed with a sigh. Rolling over he buried his head in the pillow and cried out with frustration. "Why do you tease me like this? I could be such a better player if I was just a few inches taller!"
"Well it ain't gonna happen if you just moan about it," came a voice from behind him.
Dallas peaked out from under the pillow, it was Paul--his room mate. "What would you know," Dallas whined, "your six foot, jeez. I feel like a kid."
"Well you're acting like one now," Paul added. Dallas just buried his head under the pillow again with a grunt. "Dallas, you're a great player and coach. People look up to you."
"Are you trying to be funny?" Dallas growled.
"You know what I mean," Paul retorted, starting to lose his patience. "I can help you be taller--sort of."
That caught his attention, Dallas emerged from the bed. "How? You know I don't do drugs."
Paul sat next to Dallas and threw an arm around his friend, "Look, it's not going to be pleasant, maybe even slightly illegal."
"Go on," Dallas said cautiously.
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Ok, there's a start--let's see you finish it :)
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ReplyDeleteJoey se miro en el espejo de su nueva habitación, aun no podía creer que había cambiado cuerpos con Zack el cuerpo del jugador de futbol americano era hermoso, su piel suave y su cabello muy sedoso, pero lo realmente interesante era que esto se debía a un acuerdo, Zack necesitaba un tiempo de descanso, las continuas frustraciones y presiones de ser el apoyador estrella del equipo de fútbol americano y ademas de uno de los chicos mas populares de la escuela lo tenían al borde de un ataque.
así que buscando un modo de escapar momentáneamente de su vida, Zack finalmente encontró un modo de intercambiar cuerpos, solo necesitaba un socio, así, buscando quien seria el elegido, encontró a Joey, un chico bajito y flaco que tenia una vida de lo mas tranquila pues no era popular, de hecho Zack se fijo en el, porque ni sus propios compañeros de clase lo reconocían, de hecho, al preguntarles a algunos de los compañeros de Joey, algunos dijeron no haberlo visto antes, aunque Joey llevaba todo el semestre a su lado, en resumen, Joey era un chico invisible.
contactarlo no fue difícil, Joey era como un libro abierto, no tenia pretensiones, de hecho su vida tranquila y aburrida de heterosexual contrastaba con la agitada vida del Zack que ademas era abiertamente gay.
A Joey no le terminaba de convencer la idea de cambiar de cuerpo con un chico gay, menos aun con un jugador de futbol americano, la razón era que Joey venia de una familia religiosa y amante del baseball, por lo que la idea de intercambiar su vida con un chico como Zack era para el cambiar radicalmente.
aun así Zack lo convenció, le dijo que a cambio de ese favor Zack se entendería con el capitán y el entrenador del equipo de baseball para que considerara a Joey como posible miembro.
Joey no protesto mas, tal vez detestara el fútbol americano, pero amaba el baseball mas que a la vida misma y la promesa de que posiblemente lo hicieran miembro del equipo basto para que Joey aceptara tomar el lugar de Zack por tres semanas.
ahora Joey se mira al espejo preguntándose si no fue mucho tiempo o si no fue mucho el riesgo, debido a que el no es gay el tampoco sabe nada de fútbol americano.
al final solo el tiempo dirá si lo disfruta o lo detesta, pero Zack ya a empezado a disfrutar ser un twink.
(esta historia puede tener una continuación si quieren pero también quiero sus opiniones, ¿debe Joey disfrutarlo o sufrir? es obvio que Zack lo disfrutara pero quiero escuchar sus opiniones)
saludos desde mexico
Gracias por contar la historia.
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