Tired of Looking So Young Pt.1

I was so tired of looking like I was 18.  All of my boyfriends love me at first and then they get tired of my look.  They think that I am immature just because I get carded every where we get a drink even though I was 28.  My last boyfriend said he wanted a man not a man who looked like a boy.  I was sick of it.

There was this website.  Body package.com.  It said that I could pick a body category and it would give it to me.  So I chose Jock.  Why not.  It had a timer on it.  30 minutes.

"This is so dumb."  I said as I got up from my computer desk and walked to the kitchen.  Something seemed weird.  My chest was a little itchy.  I looked down and saw some chest hairs growing.

"No way!".  I was freaking out.  How long had it been going?  I walked back into my room and saw myself in the mirror.  

My hair had shortened and gotten more styled.  I had a happy trail and light dusting of body hair everywhere.  My face was super squared off and I looked amazing.  

No one will ever think I'm too young now.  I can't believe this actually worked.  My name had even changed and I was now 32.  My name was Tim.  I went to take a shower and couldn't stop looking in the mirror at myself.

Unfortunately, Tim didn't realize that as long as he stayed logged in to Body package.com, others could change his package...

A Look to Match

I had always been the nerdy redhead.  The only thing that wasn’t nerdy about me was my cock.  It was huge.  All the black guys in PE would always laugh at me getting hard while watching them shower. 

"Looks like one of ours," they would always say.  And I wouldn’t disagree with them.  One day, a strange kid dressed in black came up to me in the locker room.

"You need to match," he whispered to me.

"What?" I asked inquisitively as he blew a weird dust on me.  When I finished coughing he was gone.  The rest of the day progressed as it normally would.  I was packing my backpack when I noticed something was different.  I had no freckles on my arm.

"Well, that’s weird," I said out loud.  My voice even cracked a little.  I just ignored it and went home.  That night I had the strangest dreams.  I was playing football, basketball, having sex with my teammates.  It was bizarre.

When I woke up, I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.  I starting taking my morning piss when I noticed my pubes were short and black.

"What the fuck?!" I screamed in a much lower and gravely voice.  I saw something strange in the mirror out of the corner of my eye.  My head had been shaved, I had a deep tan and my face looked a little more square.

"No no no no no," I repeated over and over to myself.  Then, the cramps started.  I fell on the floor as my limbs started to burn.  Like someone had set them on fire.  I watched in agony as my chest started to swell and get larger. My biceps felt like someone had implanted baseballs into them.  

My new larger hand noticed my cock and started stroking it.  It was almost pitch black.  I noticed my hand was much darker, too.  I started stroking faster as my legs practically inflated.  I came all over my darker stomach.  

I looked in the mirror and noticed my face was completely different.  Broad nose and thick, luscious lips.  Perfect for sucking off my teammates.  Wait, I’m not on any teams.  It was then I remembered my dreams.  I was Michael now.  

It wasn’t until later that day at my new football locker I remembered the Goth kid from yesterday.  I figured it out.  He made the rest of me match my cock.  They always said it should have been black…and now it definitely was.

Pride Underwear

Matt was so tired of being the smallest guy he knew.  Yeah he was gay, that didn’t mean that he had to be a little weakling.  He was a little skinny blonde haired twink.  Reluctantly, he went with his friend Chris, a thin latino boy, to Pride. Chris had been planning what they would do first for weeks.  He always liked Matt but he just wasn’t his type.  He had gotten a tip from a friend at the gym that there would be a special event this year.  

They walked up to the TD tent and asked for Jim.  This older, hairy, fat bear came up and gave them the skimpiest underwear they had ever seen.

"Put it on," he said.  "It’ll change your lives."

The boys agreed and instantly felt light headed.  Within minutes, they were getting tips in their new Transformation Direct sexy trunks.  Not to mention their new bodies.  All they had to do was keep them on for 24 hours and these hot studly bods would be there’s forever (with a personality to match).  Now Matt was Chris’ type and Matt would never be the smallest twink he knew again!