#body morph

Brandon was a genius. Likely the smartest person ever to have existed, with an IQ over 300.

By the time he was 15 he had invented “The Machine”. A device that can change reality itself. But, it had to be balanced, tit for tat. He could transfer things, morph things, but never create from nothing.

-“So you know the deal, 5 lbs of muscle gets you 1 iq point. 1 inch of cock get you 5 iq points. 1 point in attractiveness get 10 iq points. Anything else, we can work out.”

Fuck, was it really worth it. You had spent the last decade slaving away in the gym, and even won some junior bodybuilding competitions. At 230lbs of pure muscle I guess you could afford to loose a few lbs… And if you failed another class your parents were gonna cut you off.

“Fine, let’s start with 20 lbs of muscle…”

-“Sounds good”

The machine whirred to life, emanating a strange vibrating energy. A flash of light and it was over.

You open your eyes and everything seems… brighter, simpler even, if just slightly.

You look at Brandon, his already muscular body was now strain his shirt.

-“Mmmm fuck yeah, better than any drug around.”

Brandon begins to flex each muscle, clearly enjoying the massive he took from you, as the impression in his pants shows his python cock is clearly getting hard.

-“How did you like it? Pretty sweet Hmmm? Now I know how badly your struggling. You’d probably need another 25 IQ points atleast”

Fuck… He’s right. I have always been told I’m a 10,so I guess I could loose a few points, and my cock is above average….

“OK, Ummm how about 2 points in attractiveness and an inch of cock…?”

-“Hehe fuck yeah.”

Another flash, and it felt like my head was on fire. Like drinking 10 cups of coffee without the jitters. I felt like I could actually feel myself get smarter.

-“Ohhh fuck yeah! FUCKKKK.” Brandon boomed.

His already hard cock now on the brink of ripping through his pants. His face now remolded to that of a model. His glasses even disappeared.

-“Fuckkkk, feels so fucking good bro… Help me out for another point?” he says, reaching into his pants and pulling out a soda can thick, massive 13inch shank of meat.

… I better fucking pass my classes…

-“How you like my photo-shoot pics little guy?”

God dam, ever since your little brother started juicing and lifting he’s been such an insufferably cocky douche to you.

“Ahh they cool I guess”

-“Huhu, your girlfriend definitely liked then when I texted her”

“Wait, you did what!?”

-“Yah, idk what you mean when you mentioned you can’t get her to cum bro. Couldn’t even get more than 7 out of 12 inches in her brah. She came like a dozen times last night. Passed out after her 12th orgasm, so I had to call some bimbo cheerleaders over to finally satisfy my cock huhuhu.”

*bzzz bzzz*

-“Speeking of which… Gotta go bro guess she finally came to. Guess she just can’t get enough of my massive dick huhu.”

The two most juiced alpha bros at the festival were on the prowl for their next cum dump. Their balls still full to the brim with potent sperm, despite having already filled a half dozen guys with a gallon of spunk each. Bodies glistening with sweat from all the vigorous non-stop fucking, filling the air around them with the scent of pure testosterone.

“Sup bro” they both say, their obviously massive dicks already stretching down their legs. An apple size cock-head, dripping with pre-cum, peaking from the bottom of each of their shorts.

Seems they’ve found him…

“Hey, I’m 21 now! Wanna come give the birthday boy a happy birthday later…?”

“Hey! I heard you were failing and looking for a tutor”

You couldn’t help but start with your mouth hanging, as this massive beast of a geek approaches you.

-“Ahhhhh yeah… I’m failing chemistry… I need the class to ahhh… graduate.

“Sure, I’ll tutor you in chemistry. I charge…”

-“Oh… I’m short on cash right now.”

“Oh!… No problem, I’m sure we can work something out.” He says as he smirks at you.

You gulp as you notice him pushing his thickening cock down his shorts, as it quickly passes 12 inches…

How I imagine Jeff:

Don’t know, I think Jeff has still got you beat.

Body Swaps, Possessions, and Shapeshifts

You can’t help but stare as he walks down the beach toward you, not caring as he notices.

“Sup brah! See something you like?”.

Your cock is so painful hard, you can’t hold it any longer. Your load shoots out of your cock, the cum visibly dripping down your trunks.

“Don’t worry bro, I get that all the time.”

Drug Trials

[My first ever real story along with a new original morph. Got a couple more ideas I might do if its well received. Hope you guys like it! ]

Justin Chang sat in a bright white sterile room. While incredibly boring, this drug trial paid $500 per participant and there was no way he was going to miss EDC this year.

At least they let me have my headphones, but why take away my shirt!? Its hella cold in here.

“Hey, its cold in here. How much longer?” he yelled to no one in particular.

-The intercom cracked “We’re sorry Mr. Chang. In previous runs, a few participants exhibited minor hyperthermia symptoms, so this is just a precaution. It should be just about an hour or so more”

I guess that makes sense. They mentioned this drug was suppose to be some metabolic accelerator. Something about muscular distro-whatever.

Maybe it will help be get a bit more buff. Hehe that would be a nice bonus to help me score chicks at the festival. Whatever, as long as I get my $500.

Brian puts his headphones back on, and tries to pass the time.

20 minutes later.

Ugh, I’m feeling kinda weird.

“Hey, I’m feeling weird is this normal?”

-“Yes, the initial interactions may cause a slight nausea or body aches. ”

“Okay”. That helped Brian calm a little but this felt like more than just nausea. His stomach was churning, as his head began to spin. Muscle spasms soon started shooting through various muscles. The pain was intense, as sweat began to drip down his body.

“Hey! This really hurts, Help!”

No Reply.

Fuck! His body was burning now. He could barely sit in the chair with how strongly his spasms are now. His vision began to blur and thinking was near impossible.

Fuck what’s happening!? Like was his forearms getting bigger? Fuck, must be swelling, some sort of allergic reaction.

The convulsion suddenly grew in intensity, which then threw the chair into the corner and caused Brian to fall to the floor. There was nothing he could do, nor did he have any effort left to do anything. Exhausted, he let go, and just hoped the doctors would save him.

That’s when he felt it. The pain receded and a slight euphoria began to emerge.

Ohhhh, that feels good. His body began to feel so full, so tight. Like a hardening cock but it was his whole body. His whole body felt like a rock hard cock, that kept getting harder, bigger. Fuckkkk.

Soon he was in ecstacy. Everything felt good. He could tell his cock was getting hard from this experience but was being severely contained by his pant. But this felt different, his pretty average 5 inch cock had never felt so constrained before.

Soon his convulsions became focused in his hips as he thrusted his strained but rock hard cock, and fucked the air.

“Fuckkkk, fuckkk, fuckkk. Feel like I gotta cummmm so bad! ”

The strongest convulsion yet threw his back into an intense arch and felt the strongest orgasm in his life. He felt like he came over and over. No actual cum came out but Brian didn’t notice. He was in heaven.

What felt like 20 minutes later, he lost consciousness fro the sheer pleasure and drifted off into darkness.

“ughhhhh…” his head was in a fog. His body felt heavy as Brian returned to consciousness. Where was he? What happened…

-“Mr. Chan, were glad to see you awake. The trial was a resounding success. Once you collect yourself, head to the lab for a debriefing and your compensation. ”

What, oh yeah, he was at the drug trial. Success? He felt he was hit with a train.

As the fog in his head begins to clear, Brian begins to get up from the floor.

He felt way heavier than before but he could barely think yet. Must just be the haze.

Once on his feet he collects his headphones as his head finally starts to return to normal. He catches his reflection in the one way mirror in the room.

“what the fuck”

He couldn’t believe what he saw.

Tight bulging muscle everywhere, veins as thick as pencils and his skin was a flawless deep tan. It looked like someone swapped his head onto a juiced bodybuilder.

Brian just stared at his god like body. Taking in every curve, crevasse and striation. He flexed his arms and his biceps curled into rock hard softballs with an almost mirror like sheen. Running his hands over his stomach, he could feel each ab like it was cut from marble, without even a hint of fat under his paper thin skin.

Brian had never gotten sexually aroused from a man before but he couldn’t help feeling turned on from his sheer perfection. The thought of bulging muscle was now even hotter than anything else he could think of. He could feel his cock hardening in his jeans, as it started running down his leg.

No way! Brian quickly unzips his pants and pulls on the base of his cock and is meet with a rock hard 13in, soda can thick, python sticking straight out of his v-cut Adonis belt. So much pre-cum was leaking from his apple size cock head that it looked like the average man’s load.

The sight of his new fuck stick on his perfect body was to much for Brian. Suddenly his cock exploded with his super load. His balls had swelled to the size of oranges and his cum was now flowing out like it was piss. Brian had never felt anything so pleasurable in his life, but he somehow knew each load he shot for the rest of his life would only feel better and better.

Finally after 10 minutes straight of cumming the stream of cum was slowing down. The whole mirror and floor was now covered in a layer of Brian’s thick, perfectly pearly white man juice.

“Fuckkkk! Oh fuck yeah!”

Just wait till the chicks… And guys… get a load of me… and more importantly, get a load from me haha.