Karma's A Twink

Mark was the biggest womanizer around. A total juice head, he only cared about hitting the gym, fucking hot women and then never calling them again. On dating apps, he'd call women fat, ugly and desperate. His instagram account was a vain advertisement for his ripped and muscular body.

One night, Mark was up to his usual antics of leaving his list of Tinder hook-ups on read when he received a new message from KARMA_01.

Checking her profile pic, Mark saw a busty blonde whose face was cut off from her display picture. "Sup Mama?" Mark messaged her, naturally receiving an immediate response. "NTM, you?" She asked. "Just chilling in bed." Mark replied before sending a photo of his raised grey sweater, showing off his toned abs and v-lines. "You look like a big boy." KARMA_01 posted, causing Mark to get a little hard from the flattery. "You have no idea." Mark posted before sending his prepared underwear bulge pic, which he'd sent 100 times before.

"It looks like mine." KARMA_01 replied, posting a pic of her dick. Mark was immediately shocked and pissed, leading him to respond with a flurry of homophobic responses. "But I thought you were gay. After all you're so vain." KARMA_01 responded innocently when Mark noticed his phone was glitching.

The Rubdown

My two friends had always told me that I would be so hot if I just worked out more.  I was always single but I went on a ton of dates.  I hated dating.  It was so hard.  Getting to know someone, starting to get physical after that.  The physical part was my problem.  I was a skinny twink and not really fit enough to thrust as a top or to keep my legs up as a bottom.  My friends had been a couple for a while and always told me to just work out.  My nice face would look good on some muscles.

One weekend they invited me to go camping with them.  I was bored so I agreed. We got there late at night and went right to bed.  They woke me up at the buttcrack of dawn for something they said was life changing.

They got out this massage oil and said to keep still.  They pulled my boxers down.  I covered up my cock (my one other great feature besides my face).  They both giggled and told me not to worry about it.  I would have other things to worry about soon.

I watched as they took the oil and started rubbing it all over me.  They started on my legs and ass and I gasped as they swelled up to huge, giant, ripped modelesque tree trunks.  They grew a light dusting of hair.  I flexed them and rubbed them with my hands to make sure they were real.  They continued up my body as my upper swelled to match.  They giggled and smiled as they kept telling me how right they were.

All I could think of was who would I fuck first.