Carl couldn’t get that picture out of his head, one of his friends had posted it on facebook, the description saying something about how good it felt to be an old, perverted daddy with a big mustache, big, hairy belly and a fat cock that he jacked all day. He didn’t know why he’d read it all or why he couldn’t stop thinking about it. Somehow the thought of Steve becoming such a sexy old daddy was so hot all of a sudden. Carl knew he wasn’t gay and besides, something like that definitely wasn’t possible. Or at least so he thought until he took a closer look at his hands after he finished digging out his leaking cock out of his pants. They looked so old and were covered with wrinkles and grey hair and Carl didn’t know why but seeing them like this made him want to stroke his cock more. He hardly managed to let go of it for long enough to pull down his pants completely and tear off his shirt.
As Carl pulled off his shirt his gut lurched forward, swelling larger as his pecs softened and grew into handsome man boobs. He watched as a thick dusting of white hair covered them and hungrily licked his lips. Growing even more aroused when he felt the thick, walrus mustache sprouting over his upper lip, his neck turning squishy and fatter, a double chin popping into sight. “Mmm yeah… old perverted daddy playing with his dick…” he moaned in his husky old man voice and continued stroking his cock and toying with his perked up nipples. Deep down Carl was panicking and trying to bring himself to stop and get help. Carl tried but his life is changing around him, the room is looking….older. fillet of the kind of nick nacks a man picks up on a lifetime…. let alone the photos appearing on the wall of big, bearded guys…former lovers? He wanted to take a closer look but his vision was suddenly, until a large pair of glasses appeared on his nose he couldn’t see them clearly.. Yeah they were his old fuckbuddies, all sexy and horny daddies like him. He should definitely call one of them over, he really needed some help with that old daddy dick of his, he wasn’t a young buck anymore and getting it to shoot didn’t come as quickly. Carl took out his phone and snapped a few pictures of it, they really had to see how desperately in need of attention it was.
I had to give it to her, that chick made quite a scene… calling all of us pigs and saying that no woman should ever have to deal with the likes of us, then convincing all other girls to leave alongside her. Couldn’t say I was too bothered, this wasn’t the first time something like that happened. It was still pretty early and the party was only starting, still plenty of time to invite more girls over. Brett didn’t sound too concerned either, just a bit pissed off “That bitch was crazy, I barely even touched her! Whatever, grandpa already has all of you hotties to fuck him good tonight.” Everyone who heard him went silent, it wasn’t just the fucked up thing he said, by the end of the sentence his voice got so low and wheezy it really sounded like some old man speaking. Brett looked just as freaked out as everyone else, he said something about feeling weird, his voice sounded even more like that of an elderly man. His face looked like it was starting to swell up, cheeks getting puffy as they filled with excess fat. The skin growing weathered and beginning to sag so much it formed a large second chin. All hair on his head growing sparse and receding until he was left with advanced male pattern baldness, whatever was left of it turning mostly grey. But those were all tiny details compared to the gigantic ball of blubber inflating under his shirt. I thought I’ve heard him screaming in pain when it tore it open, but now I know that in reality he was moaning because of how horny all of this made him feel. A simple look into his eyes revealed that he was still trying to fight whatever was turning him into that fat, gay grandpa but his mouth was singing a different tune “Mmmm… ohhhh…. look at grandpa’s big belly! So big and hot! I could rub it all day!” Brett’s fat fingers were all over it as it swelled up even bigger, his body outgrowing all of his clothes and giving us a full view of the obese old man he now was. I saw him looking at me, then at everyone else in the room who was watching, as if asking us for help “Guys I can’t…” he said for the last time in his own voice before his hand slid down between his enormously fat thighs and started toying around with his tiny dick. At first he was keeping his mouth closed and trying not to show us how good it felt, but with each stroke of his tiny dick it opened a bit more and the fear disappeared from his face. Brett was smiling blissfully as he started moaning again, jacking off much faster and without any reservation, the cocky frat bro was completely gone and in his place sat a horny, gay grandpa.
“Brett, noo!!!” It sounded like his best friend Mark was going to shout at him to keep it together until he heard his own voice beginning to change as well. “No, fuck no! I’m not letting this happen to me! I’m not turning into an old faggot!” but his hair was already turning white and falling out in clumps. Mark couldn’t stop a big mustache from covering up his lip either. His shirt started rolling up, unable to contain his belly when it swelled up with almost as much blubber as Brett’s, but rather than growing round and making him look like he’d swallowed a beach ball it turned flabby and started spilling all over the rest of his body. Mark was already starting to look like as much of a grandpa as Brett but he still wasn’t giving up. His dick was getting hard and raising a small tent in his pants, Mark attempted to push it down but couldn’t anticipate how good it would feel to put this much pressure on his member that was just yearning for attention. He almost jumped up and we heard him moan even through the forced shut lips. He whimpered whenever he tried to pull his old, wrinkled hands away from his crotch but his fat fingers only clenched tighter around the tent. It was quickly becoming harder to hide how horny all of this was making him. Mark couldn’t stop himself from humping his hands and a few moments later openly playing with his dick through his pants. He had a much more confident look on his face, stealing glances at Brett, no longer seeming frightened by his old man body, only turned on.
“Mmm take it out, show us your hard cock!” moaned his best friend, and Mark was happy to oblige, he pulled down his pants and started jerking his fat, stubby dick even faster. “I knew you would like it you old slut, come here grandpa needs a good sucking!” as soon as the last word left his mouth his smile disappeared as Mark remembered that this wasn’t something he was supposed to say, but it was too late. Brett had already gotten up and was lumbering towards him. Lifting himself off his chair wasn’t as easy for Mark, he wasn’t used to all the additional weight on his body and failed to get away before Brett made it between his legs. “Guys help me!!!” even lifting himself far enough to push Brett away seemed too hard. Maybe one of us would have snapped out of it and done something if Mark’s cries for help didn’t immediately turn into moans to high heaven as soon as Brett swallowed his dick “Oooooohhh… mmmmm feels so good!!! Don’t stop!!! Grandpa needs to squirt!!!” just like that the Mark that we knew was gone.
I couldn’t believe that this was really happening, barely a few minutes ago this was a normal party, we were having fun and now there were two really fat, old men having sex right in the middle of our frat house. Some of the guys were looking at each other and trying to figure out what to do, others were inspecting themselves to see if they were still ok. I looked at my best bud Trevor standing next to me, he seemed as shocked as I was. We’ve heard about something like that happening in the past, it was an urban legend of sorts on the campus but nobody actually believed that. Even if we still didn’t know what to do with Brett and Mark it seemed like all of this was over. Unfortunately we were wrong, just as some of the guys were starting to feel relieved we’ve heard a soft moan and the sound of the ripping clothing. We turned around to the corner where we left Doug when he passed out after shotgunning a bunch of beers in a row, he was already beyond recognition by then. When we weren’t looking he got so fat his clothes were mostly gone, most of all around his massive belly. He used to have such an expressive face but now it was buried under so much fat it was turning round and now the only emotion I could read from it was overwhelming horniness. His bushy eyebrows were high up on his forehead, a big grey beard was growing around his moaning mouth. He was caressing his belly and stroking his tiny cock. Doug was changing much faster than either Brett or Mark, turning into more of a fat, bearded grandpa when he stroked his dick even faster. He was still asleep and didn’t know what was happening to him so he couldn’t fight back against it, but he must have been having a really pleasant dream because soon his moans got much louder and his eyes snapped open as he shot a bit wad of cum into his hand.
The old Doug couldn’t last a minute without cracking some dumb joke or goofing around but this grandpa looked really serious. First he looked himself over, not seeming the slightest bit surprised by what he saw, then looked at all the thick cum sticking to his fingers and then finally looked up in my direction. He wasn’t looking at me though but at Trevor, he pointed his cum stained hand in his direction and asked “What are you waiting for boy? Get over here and clean grandpa up.” Doug slapped his big thigh making all the fat ripple, Trevor was sitting in that exact spot before it was finished bouncing around. I wished I could have helped him, he looked so scared when he was trying to get himself to get up and get away. His mouth refused to close so and he couldn’t turn his face away far enough to stop Doug from shoving his chubby, wet fingers inside it. There must have been something really special inside his cum because Trevor didn’t recoil disgusted right away, rather he stopped moving altogether. I think he might have been afraid of what he might do and wanted to remind himself what was this thing he could taste on his tongue. I was really rooting for him to resist it and run away but that wasn’t what happened, Trevor didn’t last more than a few seconds. His lips closed around Doug’s fingers and it looked like he only gave them a couple small licks, but tasting more of Doug’s grandpa cum made Trevor lose all of his inhibitions right away. He started moaning and sucking on Doug’s fingers, loudly slurping at them to get every last drop of cum. When they were clean Doug tried to pull his hand away but Trevor grabbed his wrist with both of his hands and held it in place, enjoying sucking on them too much. For the first time a small smirk appeared on Doug’s stern face, he looked surprised and impressed. “Atta boy, you will make a fine horny grandpa Trev.” I don’t know what frightened me more, Doug calling him with the same nickname he used to use before he turned into this fat, bearded grandpa or Trevor only pausing for a brief moment when he realized what was about to happen to him before closing his eyes again and getting back to slurping at Doug’s chubby digits. His shirt was already filling in with a hefty beerbelly and the growing second chin was getting covered with stubble. It was still mostly blonde like the rest of his hair, but first specks of grey could already be seen here and there.
“This thing is going at us one by one, if it gets you then you can’t give in! You must fight it for as long as you can and give us time to find a way to stop it!” Floyd, the nerdiest guy in the frat thought he had figured it out, but one of the jocks had a much different idea “Fuck this, I’m not staying here and getting turned into a fag!” Kent was the captain of the college football team, everyone told him that he had a bright future ahead of him in sports so getting turned into a fat grandpa who only had fucking other horny grandpas on his mind was definitely not an option! He ran outside together with his teammates and a few other guys, I turned around from Trevor, too dismayed to keep on watching when Doug got Trevor to hop from his leg down between his massive thighs where he found something else to suck on just as eagerly. I was going to follow Kent but thank god I’ve stopped and looked outside before walking through the door. Everyone who escaped there was laying on the lawn and moaning helplessly. After only a few steps, their bodies started changing so fast they couldn’t keep their balance and stand upright anymore. Some, like Kent weren’t giving up and were still trying to crawl to their cars or to get help, others trying to get back inside where they felt much safer in comparison, but that didn’t matter, one by one they were becoming so horny they couldn’t get themselves to move at all, other than to grope and play with their tiny dicks. They were gaining weight at such a rapid pace it looked like they were exploding out of their clothes. Some were getting covered with tons of hair and growing huge beards and mustaches but many also stayed completely smooth, on top of their heads in particular. Even if most of them didn’t accept it and still tried to fight they knew what was going to happen to them soon. I saw the same fear and hopelessness on their faces when they grew round and puffy as with Brett, Mark and Trevor, but as their skin grew weathered and started to sag, with each new wrinkle and strand of hair falling out or turning grey they were also taken over by the same uncontrollable horniness as my other friends.
“Nononononono….OOOOOHHHHHH!!! I can’t take this anymore!!! Grandpa is soo horny!!!” when that white goatee grew around his mouth Kent was moaning so loud even people inside the house could hear him. He was fighting the hardest but when he gave in he lost it completely. The former football captain was laying on his back and holding his stubby little dick with two fingers masturbating furiously. He was squeezing his fat moob in his other hand and tried to pull it close to his mouth so he could give his perked up nipple a lick. At the rate at which excess blubber was piling on in his body it wasn’t going to take much longer before it got big enough for that, but before that could happen Kent spotted something much more delicious looking. I’m not sure who it was trying to crawl past him, he already changed a lot and had grey stubble growing on his face and big rolls of fat sticking out through the many holes in his clothes, but compared to the other grandpas who were all jacking off or crawling on top of each other, he was holding up fine, maybe he would have even managed to make it out of here if Kent didn’t notice his hardon sticking out of his ripped open fly. His dick was barely average in size but among grandpas that alone made him exceptionally hung “Kent stop it! I’m trying to save us!” his voice was full of arousal, he was struggling as much with trying to push his friend away from his crotch as with fighting his own temptation to just let him give him that blowjob he so badly needed. Unfortunately for him the former football captain didn’t want to be saved, he loved being this fat, horny grandpa he was now and he knew that he will love sucking on that dripping cock too, he slid past his friend’s clumsy, chubby hands and swallowed it whole. It was like what happened with Mark, he managed to resist everything until now but as soon as he felt that mouth nursing on his leaking dick it was all over, even if he didn’t give up inside his head, his body did it for him. The holes in his clothes were getting larger and showing more of his chubby flesh, the hair on his head was turning white and falling out in clumps, but also growing profusely everywhere else on his body, within seconds he had a big mustache and mutton chops connecting to his advanced MPB. Both of his hands ended up on Kent’s bald dome, maybe originally as a last ditch effort to get him off his cock, but now he was using them to push his head deeper between his legs instead. He’d lost all control and started fucking Kent’s mouth, his eyes were darting from Kent to the other grandpas around them and to his own still growing and aging body, he wasn’t trying to convince himself that those grandpas weren’t hot as hell anymore and the realization that he was going to be one of them and there was no turning back didn’t scare him either, it made him moan and start cumming down Kent’s throat. I don’t know if there was anything left of him in there after he rolled over onto his back and Kent lazily hefted himself from between his legs after drinking up all his seed and giving his cock a thorough cleaning, but there was no way he endured what came later when a bunch of horny grandpas flocked around his crotch, lured in by his moans and started fighting over who will get to milk it first. But Kent wasn’t one of them, he was still licking his lips as he scanned the lawn in search of another grandpa dick to munch on. He must have ended up a major size queen because rather than going for anyone around he turned back towards the house. He looked at me standing in the doorway and at the other freaked out guys watching him through the windows and started lumbering towards us. Kent lost a part of his height due to all the blubber weighing him down, but all this fat somehow made him look even more intimidating than the short tempered, muscular football captain he used to be. It was shaking each time he took a step, especially his freakishly huge belly, it was hanging low and covering his crotch like an apron. I remember feeling kind of disappointed about that… I wanted to see how his tiny grandpa dick looked like up close. I even had a thought about staying there and getting on my knees so I can see it dribble precum better, fortunately I managed to snap out of it and ran away from the door before Kent got inside. Floyd didn’t have as much luck, he was too engrossed in his conversation with Steven, telling him about something he remembered about that guy something like that happened to last year, to notice Kent approaching from the back. He also failed to pick up on the meaning behind Steven’s shocked face and only connected the dots when he was being pulled into a tight embrace by Kent’s massively fat arms. “I’m begging you, you have to stop! I think I know we can turn you all back to normal!” Floyd pleaded but Kent was even less interested in getting help than when he heard the last offer, if anything it made him act even faster. He didn’t let him saying another word and turned Floyd around, pulling him into a kiss as they both fell onto the nearest armchair together. Floyd got completely smothered, only his flailing around arms and legs were sticking out from under Kent’s bulk. “Did you hear what he said? We can’t let him get turned too!” I’ve heard Randy’s voice behind me, I knew he was right, I really wanted to help Floyd, at this point he seemed like our only chance but Kent was so huge I would never be able to fight him off by myself, and what if he decided to go after me instead? Everyone else was too scared to even move as well “God damn it guys, do so…” Randy’s voice died down mid sentence when he realized that it was too late anyway. Floyd’s muffled screams for help were already dying down and turning into the same horny moans we’ve heard before. His arms weren’t moving around as energetically as before either, they were slowing down as they grew larger and covered with wrinkles and grey hair. Floyd’s hands fell on Kent’s fuzzy back and started feeling him up, digging the fingers into the fat and groping him all over. Suddenly it wasn’t just Kent forcing himself on Floyd, they were aggressively going at each other. Kent started sliding down to suck on Floyd’s dick and gave us a good view of the old man now occupying the armchair.
Floyd looked barely coherent, his eyes were half closed and he was moaning constantly while pulling on his nipples. “Ooooohhhh… feels so good… so horny… grandpa is so horny…” Kent stood up and turned around, widely opening his huge ass as he squatted down on Floyd’s moderately sized hardon. Feeling his dick sliding into Kent’s hole made him moan even louder. It was frightening to see such a sharp guy turned into this, if there was anyone I expected to pull through like that guy on the lawn, it was him, but instead he turned into this horny mess barely capable of speaking. Same with Kent, the confident jock had been turned into another horny grandpa who only cared about cock, he was playing with his huge tits while bouncing up and down on Floyd’s dick, moaning to everyone about how much he needed to be fucked “Deeper! Ohhh yesss deeper! Grandpa needs your hot cum inside him!” I remember thinking that if I were to walk up to him and started masturbating in front of him, he not only wouldn’t object but would have probably begged me to let him suck me off. I didn’t even occur to me what a strange thought that was, I was too focused on watching the two of them go at it. I heard Randy breathing heavily behind me, he clearly wasn’t taking it well either. I started turning around to assure him that we will be all right and will make it, but it wasn’t Randy looking back at me, not anymore.
If I hadn’t seen the last hairs falling off the top of his head and hadn’t spotted his necklace under that big, completely white beard I would have never believed that was him. It happened so fast, I was paralyzed with fear discovering that one of them was so close. He was jacking off under his big, hairy belly and smiled at me and stepped forward when he saw where I was looking “Why don’t you help grandpa with that young man? Mmm…” his voice sounded really old but also so nice and kind, it made me feel safe. I didn’t fight back at all when he pulled my hand under his belly and made me stroke his dick, I felt it growing harder within my fingers and the same thing started happening to me, I had no idea you could go from soft to hard this quickly… or maybe I was already hard from watching Kent and Floyd. I began thinking that he wasn’t like those other grandpas, he made me feel safe, Randy ended up so close to me his belly was touching my body. He started leaning forward and I could already feel his big beard against my face, I was moaning and my mouth was wide open, I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to fuck me, he looked so hot with his big beard and mustache, I wanted a mustache like him too… but suddenly something hit me and nearly knocked me over. “Dude! Run!!!” it was Sheldon, he was running upstairs at full speed. I didn’t know what was going on, I looked around and saw guys turning into grandpas left and right, looking completely dazed and standing still as they watched Kent and Floyd fucking. I’ve noticed Randy trying to grab my hand again but I pulled away, suddenly I remembered what I was about to do. He tried saying something to me but I knew I couldn’t allow myself to listen and started running upstairs, following Sheldon.
Me and my friend were always hitting up the county fair trying to find some hot milfs to hook up with. They always wanted some young jocks to help them forget about their fat husbands.
As usual we found a couple of nice ladies willing to take us up on having some fun. They were a great time but they wanted to see us again. Well we don’t do anyone twice no matter how good they are! We had to make a quick getaway this time when they fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning feeling a little more drowsy than normal, exhausted despite a full night’s sleep. Getting out of bed took way more effort than usual. As I sat on the edge of my bed and opened my eyes I saw a great whale staring back at me in the mirror. It took a moment before I realised that whale was me! My stomach was huge and my once hairless body was now covered, chest hair even creeping up over my shoulders. I reached round my back with a huge arm, my biceps replaced by fat that wobbled as I moved. I could hardly reach but I managed to brush my huge hand over my skin to feel the hair was there too. My rounded face had a full beard, covering my new extra chin. At least I wasn’t bald or greying but I had to have been in my forties from the looks of the lines around my face.
Before I could think about what had happened to me my friend was calling. I didnt know if I should answer, since my voice would be unrecognisable now. But I had to talk to someone before I start having a breakdown!
I answered the phone, hoping to mask my gruff voice as tiredness. Only my friend replied to me with similar gruffness, although with noticabley more panic. “Dude something weird is going on!”
“Oh man, it happened to you too? I woke up as a fat, hairy, middle aged man!”
“Me too man! Dude it must have been those milfs. They did something to us. I don’t know how but its the only thing I can think of. This is fucked up! We need to try and find them, get them to change us back. Look my dad is almost as big as me, i’ll steal some of his clothes and bring some over to your house. Then we can work out what to do.” He hung up and I waited for him to arrive, never once looking away from the mirror, hoping I would wake up from this soon.
As he turned up at my house, we looked at each other stunned. We could have passed for brothers, both great bears of men. We had to snap out of it quick and get inside before my neighbours wondered why a shirtless fat bear was standing in my doorway with what looked like his twin. We made a plan to head back to the fair in the hopes of finding those women again. It wasn’t the best idea but we had no other choice. We made our way to the fair and walked for what seemed like hours looking for them. It was so hot out, and moving around with all this extra weight and hair wasn’t helping. How did people cope with this discomfort on a daily basis?
We were starting to lose hope but we finally spotted the women, who made their way over immediately as if they could still recognise us.
“There’s our big daddies. We were hoping to see you again. Look we got you some cowboy hats. I think they suit you.”
“What did you do to us lady?!! This is crazy!!” I shouted, my new voice making me sound even more angry and powerful than I expected.
“Well you boys might have wanted some milfs but we are more into dilfs than young studs. More reliable and they don’t run out on you in the middle of the night, not with all that extra meat on them anyway! Now you two brothers can be our new husbands.”
It was strange, the more she talked the more we felt bonded to them, like some sort of spell. I mean they were our wives weren’t they and we were brothers…not friends? I was trying to stay angry at them but it was so hard to remember the truth.
“Come on cowboys, time to get you both home for a nice steak dinner.”
I looked over at my new brother and made a deep chuckle. “We are two lucky fellas to have such loving wives ain’t we?” And with that we both went home to our new married lives. Two brothers, with devoted wives and all the bbq and beer we could ask for. Yep couldn’t ask for anything more.
Wow I did it! I made to 100 followers and I couldn’t have done it without you guys. I just wish there was some way to show you all how much I appreciate all your support.
Oh a message. “Hey! I was wondering if you would be up for some real life tf? I need some help to become young and skinny again. You think you can help a guy out?”
Well this could lead to a fun story, especially if I go along with pretending its real. What better way to say thanks then to write a story one of my followers came up with. “I think I may be able to help you with that. 😉 What can I do for you?”
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“Well I found this site that lets people transfer traits between themselves. I flunked out if college the first time, so I really want to be 18 again and give it another shot. I was wondering if you would accept an extra 6 years to make my dream come true?”
Wow this is a diamond of an idea! “Ok then. Anything to help out a follower 🙂”
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“Awesome! Thanks man you will not regret this!” He’s included a link to a site. Is this actually a real thing? I cant believe someone made a whole site for pretend transformation interactions and I never knew about it! I’m signing up right away. It wants all my physical stats and a full body profile photo. Nice touch, maybe it will actually give you a cool morphed photo based on your interactions. Ok what do we have here. It says a user wants to give you 6 years of age and a button for accept and decline. This site is amazing! Right i’m pressing accept, see where this goes next. It says initiating transfer and a picture of a clock ticking forwards. I wonder what happens next?
Yes transfer complete, what do I get? Cool its updated my stats with a comparison and has given me a morphed photo as well! User Drjeckyll40 – current age 32 years. Well I dont look too bad, can’t expect much to have happened in six years really. A little puffier around the eyes maybe, certainly rounder in general. Apparently my weight is up 20 lbs. I need to cut back on those cakes at the office. Looks like my young metabolism has finally given up. Although that little gut isn’t too much of a problem really. Wait a minute…I just rested a hand on my belly and there’s definitely more than I’m used to! This can’t actually be for real can it? Its impossible! I need to get to a mirror…what the…i’m staring back at the morphed image! I must be dreaming or something.
*ping* a new message from that guy. “Dude I can’t thank you enough for doing this. This is really happening haha. I hope you are as hyped as I am. A real life tf! Look, i’m really grateful for you helping me out but im also a pretty chubby guy. You up for helping me slim down a little too?”
A new request just came through on the site. A user wants to give you 50lbs of weight. This is insane! I actually just aged 6 years. And now the guy wants me to get fatter too? I‘m not sure about all this. It was fun writing stories but to actually have it happen? But this is the kind if stuff I dream about. I would be mad not to keep doing it right? This is real!
Oh hell, accept. I actually just agreed to gaining 50lbs. The screen is now showing me a picture of a giant plate stacked with food that is gradually disappearing. This is actually happening, now I‘m aware of it I can actually feel it! Im getting fatter! There it is, my newly morphed image. Wow im officially a fat guy! User Drjeckyll40 – current weight 238lbs. I have a double chin, moobs, a big soft belly. I feel incredible!
*ping* “Dude you are the best. It’s like a second chance at life. I don’t know how big you are now but it must be fat with all you just took from me. Now you will be more like the guys in the stories you write. So we are both get something we want. Cool huh?”
He’s right of course. It’s crazy but I’m actually enjoying being fatter, even if I’m not much older.
*ping* “hey I heard what you did for my friend. You think you could help me out too? Just a few more years, please?” I mean I’m still pretty young. I could take a few more years. Really feel whats its like to be older. A user wants to give you 8 years and 35lbs. Ok, the big 4-0, and a bit more of me to feel it. Lets do it, accept.
The clock is racing forward again and the plate is emptying. I can feel myself getting more tired and my knees are starting to ache a little, along with my back. I can feel my neck folding around my chin when I look down at my growing belly. And its starting to itch too. I must finally be growing a beard at last.
The morph is ready, the moment of truth. User Drjeckyll40 – current age 40 years, current weight 327lbs. Oh boy, looks like I kept growing even before the added pounds from my follower. I’m quite the big guy now thats for sure. Better check myself out in the mirror. Humph, man its a lot tougher to get up out a chair I can tell you that. I can feel the pain in my knees more now that my legs are having to hold up all this extra weight. I can feel my thighs brushing against each other as I walk and best of all I can feel my whole body jiggling a little with each step.
As I’m looking in the mirror I’m astounded by my appearance. I look completely different now and feel it too. I’m a 40 year old man and i’m not just fat anymore, i’m officially obese. I peer closer at my face, and take it all in. Luckily my weight has kept me plump enough to hold off any major wrinkles. My new thick stubble is greying around my mouth and my chin particularly. Greys dominate my temples and theres a scattering of more throughout the rest of my hair. Im glad to say I do still have my hair, although its cut much shorter now and my forehead is an inch or two bigger than before. I could pass for someone’s dad, what a thought!
*ping* *ping* *ping* uh oh more requests from followers. Better deactivate my inbox until this dies down. I don’t want to go too far with this. I should stop now really. But then again you can never have too much of a good thing. There’s not many more requests here and it would be unfair to help some and not others. I can go all the way with this, actually repay my followers with their own transformations.
I’m scrolling through the requests and it would be quite something if I accepted them all. I’m accepting them one by one, making the most of each added change. An extra few years with each request. My hair continues greying and those hairs start turning whiter. My stubble grows into a full beard. My weight starts to sag more as my muscle mass dissipates.
A few more weight requests accepted. Im hanging off the side of my chair, good thing there are no arms to get stuck between! My belly is gradually filling my lap, getting closer and closer to my knees. My moobs are starting to go their separate ways and are nicely framing my mammoth soft belly.
User Drjeckyll40 – current weight 389lbs. Im getting more excited the as the numbers rack up. Its more and more effort to keep getting up to look in the mirror. But I have to see it for myself and the struggles I’m experiencing only excite me further.
User Drjeckyll40 – current age 56 years. The pains are really kicking in now, exacerbated further by my size. I’m starting to wheeze just being sat down, before I even attempt to lift myself up. I’m continuing to growing as I age, in addition to accepting the other requests. User Drjeckyll40 – current weight 425lbs. I’ve worked out I would be 315lbs even without the added gifts. I must not have been able to slow down my eating to compensate for my weakened metabolism.
Only a couple more left. The final hurdle. Accept. Accept. I watch the clock spin and the plate empty one last time, revelling in the feeling of my body changing as I watch. User Drjeckyll40 – current age 64 years. Current weight – 448lbs. Excited to see the final change I try to jump quickly from the chair and rush over, much to my regret as a sharp pain bursts from my lower back. Damn this is going to take some time to get used to all these new limitations on my body. I attempt to lift myself again, more carefully this time, and start waddling over to the mirror, my belly swaying side to side. I hold onto the furniture or the walls for support as I go, struggling with both my size and the aches and pains of my advanced age.
I can’t believe I am this gargantuan grandpa in front of me. Even though my clothes morphed with me they can still barely contain my size. My belly is peeking out between the half that’s buried away in my jeans and the rest packed tightly into my shirt. My arms are huge, my neck is huge, I am huge. My white hair and beard only adds to my new Santa like appearance. I lift my big paw up to feel my head, a definite bald spot on the crown and the rest is feeling much thinner too. Well I had a good run, at least its due to old age rather than bad luck. I just can’t believe this was actually possible!
So guys, this is the new me I guess, what do you think? It’s all thanks to you. I hope I have been able to you show my appreciation as followers and you enjoy your new transformations as much as I am enjoying mine!
Stuck as Santa 