Author: screamingmoist

Skipping Ahead [full story] [muscle growth] [age progression] [dumb down]

[m/m] [full story] [muscle growth] [agre progression] [dumb down]

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It was a ridiculous situation, yet Eric couldn’t walk away. He’d been caught off guard, standing naked in front of a stranger with nothing but a small, thin towel wrapped around his trim waist, but there was more than mere awkwardness behind his hesitation. This man, who he’d never seen before, approached him out of the blue in the locker room asking if he believed in magic and saying he could give him his heart’s desire.

“Look, man, you kinda have me at a disadvantage here,” Eric said, looking down at his lean, exposed torso. His wiry muscle still glistened from the recent shower, and his thick, black hair was a damp tangle on his head.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to catch you at a bad time,” the man said, betrayed by the mischievous sparkle in his bright green eyes. It was clear he knew exactly what he was doing. Read more »

Hoodoo Husband [Full Story][M/M][Muscle Growth]

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John stared into his coffee while he spoke, feeling foolish for even being there. A hoodoo woman? It was ridiculous.

“The things I’ll do for that man,” he’d sighed as he stood outside, afraid to go in. The shop was a nondescript brick storefront with a small sign in the window advertising tarot readings and a psychic. The website he’d found it on said “other services” were available, and that’s what he was there for, whatever those were.

He’d been surprised when he walked in and saw a petite young woman with deep, ebony skin and long hair pulled back behind a gold headband. She wore a long summer dress dyed in a swirling pattern of purples and golds, and had on a plethora of necklaces, bracelets, and rings. She was immediately friendly, and John was having a hard time placing her age. To look at her, she seemed slightly younger than himself, but the longer he was around her, the more he felt like he was talking to an old woman. Her small frame radiated a quiet confidence and her eyes shone with wisdom beyond her apparent years. She had two mugs of coffee waiting, as though she’d been expecting him. Read more »

Doctor Thickenstein [M/M][Full Story][Anal][Butt Growth]

“You’re sure this is safe?” Jason asked, shivering as another layer of the frigid gel was slathered over his exposed backside.

Victor took his time working the chemical into the other man’s taut, solid cheeks. “Safe…ish. We’ve talked about this…I’m confident the process won’t be fatal, but beyond that, no promises.”

“Is there a reason I can’t be doing that?” Jason squirmed awkwardly at the sensation of the other man’s hands kneading his perky bubble. He was already embarrassed enough to be standing around naked without another man rubbing his ass for twenty minutes. It didn’t help that he already felt insecure around the older man. Victor had the kind of huge, chiseled body he longed for. Looking at the other man’s straining polo and plastered on jeans, he couldn’t wait to be that size.

“It’s all about variable control. This is an experiment, after all. By doing this myself I’m eliminating possible influencing factors,” Victor lied. There really wasn’t any reason Jason couldn’t have applied the gel himself. He just didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to get his hands on the young man’s cheeks in their original state. “I’m done anyway,” he said, giving the slick back side a quick slap. “Thanks for your patience….I know that was awkward.” Read more »