(1) NEW STORIES IN THE COMMENTS
Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write. Two pictures, but check in the new comments section you can add pictures now so post your own stories/pictures!**THE STORIES/REQUESTS ARE IN THE COMMENTS**
 |
| pic1 |
 |
| pic2 |
pic 2 please!!! about a posssesed guy wanting his nerd friend to take a whiff of his new bod pits
ReplyDeleteDo you have a boyfriend Sean M? I love your mind.
ReplyDeletePic 1
ReplyDeleteJoey had a gift. He could possess anyone he could and drastically improve their life. Take Marshall, for example. Marshall wasn't exactly the talk of the town and Joey knew it.
One day while Joey was using the restroom at school, he heard someone come in. It was Marshall. Joey was in the stall while Marshall used the urinal and then went to wash his hands. While Marshall was busy looking down concentrating on washing his hands, Joey sprinted out of the stall and dove into Marshall's back.
After stumbling around, dizzied a bit, Jeoy then looked at his new larger body. Throught his time in high school, he had made nearly 80% of the male population at school the images of Greek gods, so he figured it was about time for Marshall to have his change.
Joey locked the door and took off all of Marshall's clothes and went to work. He started with the larger frame. Joey, having done this numerous times, stuck his left thumb in his mouth and inhaled deeply on it. As he did, Marshall's body fat seemed to suck in, like he was deflating a balloon. Now a much more slender frame, Joey turned around and looked at himself sideways in the mirror and stuck his right thumb in his mouth and blew into it. When he did, Marshall's body began to inflate with muscle, his pecs extending out where about as far as where Marshall's man boobs had been, his stomach becoming a washboard of abs, his arms packing on more meat than they've seen all of Marshall's life, perhaps even more than anyone else at school, his back becoming a chistled spectacle, his ass inflating to a sculpted marble masterpiece, his thighs and calfs expanding to the size of a rugby player's, in fact, Marshall could pass for a rugby player at this point. Joey gave a couple of thrust of the hips and Marshall's dick lengthened and added some girth. He then ran his hands through Marshall's old hair and made it much thicker and longer, and ran his hands along his cheeks and chin, simultaneously squaring and sharpening his jaw and removing Marshall's old facial hair. Joey stood back and examined his work. He was done.
Pic 2
Joey unlocked the door and went to his backpack in the stall and removed a pair of clothes for such an occasion as this and donned Marshall's new stunning body. While he was putting on a shirt, another one of Joey's masterpieces, someone he had fixed up last month, walked in and immediately stopped in his tracks, his gym shorts already tented. The new Marshall just smiled at him and continued with his shirt. The other man went to wash his hands while Joey was getting ready to leave and Joey gave him a pat on the ass and the other man's knees buckled as Joey exited. This was perhaps his finest work.
Joey returned the new Marshall to his classroom and sat down. He began to admire his creation. Marshall was in for quite a surprise when Joey leaves his body. He began to notice Marshall's new intoxicating musk and became enthralled with it, burying his face in Marshall's new pits.
Jason, Joey's friend who was well aware of Joey's gift and even more aware on the extent of Joey's talents, leaned over, "Joey, is that you in there." 'Marshall,' taking his head away from his pits and breathing heavily, "Dude, you've got to get a whiff of this," and grabbed Jason by the back of the head and pulled his head under his arms while Jason inhaled deeply. "Oh sweet god, please tell me you're not done with this one." Joey pondered Jason's notion and decided that, sure, Marshall was going to get his body back and then some, but Joey was going to take his newest creation out on a bit of a test run. "I think I could use it a bit longer," concluded 'Marshall.'
Great story, thanks Yaz
ReplyDeleteI think Yaz answered your request :)
ReplyDeleteHi Crispin, no, I do not have a boyfriend. My mind appreciates your kind comment :)
ReplyDelete