“Have a good swim boy?” ugh the creepy old guy was back. He
had been hovering around me for almost an hour now, I didn’t want to be
rude so every time he spoke to me I just gave one worded answers then
leave, but looks like he’s not taking the hint,especially since he
followed me into the empty pool. Come to think of it, it was odd how no
one else was swimming, and most the people here seemed to be old. I
brush that thought away and turn to face the old creep. “Look buddy,” I
snap but cut off when I see he’s closer than I thought, placing his old
rough hands on my abs. “Mmm got such a nice bod.” he winks, smile hidden
under his white mustache. I feel my face heat up with embarrassment. I
think of pulling away and telling him off, but find myself unable to
move, only able to stare at him as the guy starts to rub my stomach,
which feels oddly good.
Tom’s POV Coming to this
pool by the college campus was a great idea. I got here early and
started to change all the jocks and frat guys that were here and came in
as the day went on. Like now this guy in the pool with me is going to
make a great bear. Can already feel his stomach expanding out underneath
my hands, his eyes glazed over not even knowing what’s happening to him
ha! Watching his chiseled handsome face round out with fat and a goatee
growing around his mouth as he ages up, looks to be in his 30s possibly
40s now, a tattoo appearing on his biceps, his pale skin tanning from
years of working out in the son, and that huge gut of his now. Damn
looks like I let my power flow into him to long, his gut is a lot bigger
than I intended to make it, but that’s okay he still looks so hot like
this. Can already tell as he comes to his sense, a grin spreading across
his large face as he sees me. “Hey there.” he says coming closer to me.
I smirk back at him, leaning forward to give him a kiss before leading
him out the pool to go somewhere more private, going to have fun fucking
the hell out of this guy. Maybe even do some additional changes to him
later. I do need to find a partner after all.
Travis knew he should stop smoking the pipe, could feel it changing him as the beard grew in on his once smooth face, but he just couldn’t bring himself too inhaling another long puff from it, loving how the smoke filled his lungs he allowed the changes to overcome him. Being an older bear of a man in the end wouldn’t be so bad would it?
Matt found the hat one day after moving into his new room in the frat he pledged for. It was just after coming back from Thanksgiving break so Matt guessed one the guys placed it in his room ‘Someone seems to be already in the Christmas spirit’ Matt thought to himself as he picked the hat up tossing it back and forth in his hands before he decides to put it on as he finishes packing. As Matt busies himself he’s oblivious to the changes happening to him the longer he wears the hat, his lean toned body he gained from years of being on the swim team starts to balloon outwards, his stomach swelling into a gut makes his shirt ride up the growing belly, showing off the hairs that have started to grow across his huge gut. His face rounding out as with fat, cheeks becoming red as stubble grows across his smooth face, thickening into a beard that quickly turns grey, his hair underneath the hat thinning at the front and balding, as Matt begins to age up, face wrinkling, becoming weathered placing Matt around his 50s. By now Matt’s changes are slowing down, his mind changing next as new memories over take his old ones replacing his old life with a new one, his barely fitting clothes shifting on his body, forming into a white suit that shows off his large belly and bulge well. Moaning as the suit hugs Matt’s new body the older man lifts his larger hand up to cup his crotch, letting out a deep moan as he fondles himself. “Ho Ho Ho” Matt says, his voice much deeper now. Before Matt can free his cock he hears noise coming from the hallway, signaling the other frat guys return, a smile spreading across his face as he moves out into the hall, the group of young men immediately stopping and staring at him in shock as Matt unzips his suit, showing off his large hair belly and semi hard large cock. “Ho ho ho, so which one of you boys wants to be the first on Santa’s naughty list?”
The new captain had other ways of punishing the cops that thought they could abuse their position as cop. When they others saw the captain turn Office Williams from a 26 year old hunk to a middle age cigar smoking man with a gut the others really cleaned up their act. The others still see Williams around the station, wearing his preferred leather uniform with a cigar always in his mouth. Some even swear to see him entering the captains office even walked in on the two fucking on the captains desk and are sure to stay in line, none of them wanting to end up like Williams.
My father and I have spent the entire week out in the wilderness. We rented a cabin and got to hang out. We have done so many different activities, and today we get to go on a paddle boat ride. He seems really excited about this one. We are about to head out, I ran in the house to grab my swim shorts, and I can hear him calling out telling me to get down there.
I ran back downstairs, and there he was, he looked incredibly happy it was only in his eyes could I see his sadness. Ever since my mother died recently he keeps saying he needs a new start. Thats what started this vacation really. He almost pulled me out of college trying to get me here. I gladly came. He smiled, grabbing his gear before heading out.
We walked down to the shore line where a pale white boat was sitting near a dock. There were two wood sticks with green paddles at the end, one for each of us. He nearly jumped in the boat, wanting to get going right away. I started undoing the knots, and instead of helping he told me to do them faster, he was so giddy at that moment. I finished up untying and jumped in the boat. He pushed away from the dock and we were off, paddling into the middle of the small lake.
More small talk started, we had almost nothing to talk about, we’ve revealed ourselves almost completely. I knew his life almost as much as he did, and vice versa. One night we told our worst regrets which really helped us open up to the rest of the information following that night. The small talk stopped as soon as we got close to the middle of the lake. He even stopped paddling, he must be wanting to get a look at the entire area surrounding us. He still had that stupid smile on his face.
I eventually stopped paddling, and we sat there. His smile started to fade, and he raised his bottom lip just a small bit, barely noticeable his beard covered it anyway. He turned his head towards me but his body was still facing another direction. He put his hand on my knee and said:
“son, this is the moment.”
“what moment?” I asked curiously
“The moment out lives change forever” he replied proudly. “We have shared so much information between us two, and it’s amazing. I haven’t felt the same since your mom died, I need a new start, and that start begins with you.“
He didn’t say it like together, but more selfishly, but I ignored it anyway, I knew he was upset. He started mumbling, and his grip get tighter on my thigh. I felt pushed, unable to see where I was, dizziness followed. My eyes were seeing nothing even though they were open. I felt weight gain in all places on my body, I felt heavy. Seconds later I felt wind brush the top of my head, and my chin felt warm in cozy. Hair starting popping out all over my body. My mind felt welcome, it felt clear, like whatever is happening is good. The strangest feeling was now my minds favorite. The blackness started retreating from my eyes, I saw the forest just across the lake again. I looked over for my dad, but saw my own body sitting there instead.
He cockily smiled, this is what he meant by a new start all along, he just wanted my body. He was too busy rubbing my much skinnier body. I wanted to leap at him, but what kept me from doing so is fatherly love, I could never hurt him. I felt my posture change, slightly moving my head forward, it felt all natural. Suddenly my "son” looked up at me.
“Feels right doesn’t it” He said smirking.
I wanted to lie but I couldn’t “Yes actually”
“We could stay like this… DAD” he said obnoxiously.
I don’t know what it was but I accepted. He told me to accept his life as your own. When I did I felt more like him than I have. It felt as is this had been me my entire life, but I knew otherwise. I rubbed my beard, feeling strangely familiar. I would do anything for my ‘son’ and I don’t care if that was me. I still knew he lied to me and tricked me, but it couldn’t feel more right.
We got back to the shore, my weight grew stronger when I stood up. I regained my balance wiping my head, which was bald now. I slid my hands down my face and into my beard. I started walking, like he did. My arm were much further out when I walked and my legs took shorted strides, and not because of their length. It was still amazingly comfortable. We were both happy, I smiled. We both wanted this.
suggestion from @cigardadclassic The synopsis is a 15 year old is framed for murder and put on trial. In the future, criminals are aged the number of years they would spend in prison as it is seen as more humane. The 15 year old is aged 30 years and turned into a 45 year old.
I had never heard of this before before cigardad told me about it on CYOC, I adore the premise, the idea of aging being used as a punishment, to have your youth stolen from you as a sentence. Thanks so much for telling me about this little gem buddy!
The Santa Clause sequel had a fantastic plastic toy villain of Santa. I absolutely adore how fake and sculpted the plastic Santa looks. Not really a tf, but it is as far as prosthetics go, as it is Tim Allen as a plastic version of himself. And a bonus TF at the very end of Santa jiggling back to his regular self.
Gif request. I actually completely forgot about this film! Obviously it’s the festive season so it’s a good time to be reminded of it. I love how easily he accepts the weight gain, his annoyance entirely on the facial hair.
Dan always loved Thanksgiving. Going home to the country to visit his family. Eating his mom’s dinner. Reliving his glory days as the high school quarterback and playing ball with his old buds. It wasn’t much of a challenge for Dan, especially considering the beer bellies that some of his buds have put on in the past six years since graduating. But it was still fun. Plus, he loved showing off how good he still looked. He always liked being top dog.
This year was a little depressing for Dan, though. His family was away on a cruise, so he’d be alone in the city for Thanksgiving. He wasn’t particularly looking forward to it, so it was lucky that his coworker Pete invited him over for his get-together. Dan didn’t know Pete that well. He was hard to miss in the office. Big, heavy-set guy. Always heard him lumbering down the hallways. Truth be told, Dan and a group of other guys at work made fun of the guy. Dan felt kind of bad about that now that Pete was being so nice. But only a little.
Dan knocked on Pete’s apartment door. He half wanted to turn around and leave, but Pete opened the door before he got the chance. “How are you doing?!” Pete exclaimed with enthusiasm as he gave Dan a big bear hug. Bear hug was right. Dan’s smaller, very muscular body seemed to get eaten up by Pete’s massive, hairy form. “Thanks for having me,” Dan croaked out. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw Ted and Nick from work, but that couldn’t have been them. Those guys were huge.
Quickly – almost too quickly – Pete closed the door and guided Dan into his living room. “Here,” Pete said, “Have a seat and drink this.” He handed Dan a giant bottle of beer. “Dinner will be ready soon.” Then, Pete disappeared into the kitchen.
Dan was a little disconcerted, but he made himself comfortable and took a swig just the same. “This is good,” Dan thought, taking another sip. He felt his stomach gurgle, but he didn’t think anything of it. The beer was just so good. He couldn’t really think of anything else. He took another sip. Then another, Then he started to chug. Within moments, half the bottle was gone.
Dan didn’t even notice Pete looking out from the kitchen and smiling as he watching Dan’s tight little body explode with layer upon layer of fat and hair as he drank. Pete licked his lips. Pretty soon, that bottle would be empty, and Dan would be a middle aged bear like him. And Dan was going to love his new body and the way Pete made it feel. Just like the rest of the office. You know, he might even give Dan a second bottle.
Stuck as Santa 
