Sorry it took so long to get to you. Life’s been incredibly busy. A friend of mine ordered a large quantity of strong water and magnifying glasses. Anyway, I hope you still want it, because you’re going to get it.
I get up from in between Brock and Luke and let them content themselves with going over the other’s body instead of mine as they make out. In the hallway, I run into Johnny and the newest part of our household, Mick. They fall silent and ogle me as I walk past, getting ready to transform you.
Once I arrive at your home, you put down a piece of paper, probably my note. I stay around the corner just in case for now. “You know the rules, don’t turn around.” In a reflex you turn around immediately, looking somewhat in the direction of my voice.
“You’re lucky I took the surprise reaction into account. Now turn back and I’ll come out and start the transformation.” You look a bit dazed as I talk to you. “Incredible voice…such smell. Turn back.” Mmhmm I should reign in my appeal a bit more. I come around the corner as you turn back and immediately start the transformation.
You feel the greatest pleasure ever imaginable as you grow hard and come continuously in a stream, unable to stifle your constant moans. The feeling of my power reshaping you soon becomes too much for you, blacking out everything else as your muscles grow all over your body. Your shoulders broaden as your pecs inflate and abdominal muscles start becoming visible. Not long thereafter hair begins to grow, lots of it, on your lower arms, on your chest, on your stomach. You want the bliss of my transformation of you to last forever, but it ends soon as your face reshapes itself and you grow a nice beard and come one final powerful time.
I leave immediately to avoid any possible further consequences my presence might have had on you and soon arrive back home to have some private time with Johnny and Mick. Enjoy your new life Derek! Just make sure not to use your werewolf power for evil, you know the consequences.
Don’t worry, you’ll have the body and abilities soon enough. Just don’t turn around to look at me or you’ll fall under my spell. As for the anything in return, you don’t have to do anything accept refrain from doing evil.
Feel the immeasurable pleasure of the transformation as your muscles inflate all over your body. You moan constantly and keep coming the entire time. That heavenly smell? For most people the pleasure of the transformation keeps them from noticing my smell. Oh I should be quiet, as my voice seems to give you an extra powerful orgasm.
Your muscles just keep growing, your legs becoming like tree trunks, your shoulders becoming wider every second, as your chest grows huge and an incredibly defined six-pack forms. Your arms growing as huge as the rest of your muscles, showing off your new super-strength. Those legs will have no trouble carrying you forward at unbelievable speed either.
The memories of your new life enter your brain as your face reshapes itself, becoming more suited to your new body. The final changes occur and you come one extra powerful last time.
You feel so grateful and want to ask if there’s really nothing I would want you to do in return. Therefore you turn around before I can leave and immediately fall under the spell of my perfection.
“My god!”, you say as you fall to your knees, moaning and delight and coming continuously. “How can I serve you? Please, tell me anything I can do for you Master. It’s my only goal in life.”
“Come with me.”, I say as I take your hand in mine and take you with me to your new home where you meet the others under my spell. “How come not the entire world serves Master?”, you ask, completely dumbfounded by the small number of people in my service. “Because he wishes it this way and his wish is our law.”, Brock says. “I agree with the new one.”, Johnny says “Who are we to keep others from the bliss of serving Master?”
“I don’t know, Johnny.”, Luke says “It’s more pleasurable than one can imagine to serve Master and I’d gladly share it, but Master doesn’t want it.” “Master’s will is law.”, both Brock and you say at the same time. “Even if he doesn’t want it yet, he’ll most likely be very pleased having all the worship he deserves.”, Johnny says.
„I know we’re best friends, but I hope you know I can‘t possibly pass for Jake Gyllenhaal. I‘m nowhere near his muscularity or model-like face.“ I say and pass my head in my hand. God why doesn‘t he comprehend I can‘t replace a famous celebrity. I may have had some acting classes, but I look nothing like the man. Why are my clothes so restricting right now? I chose them because they left a comfortable amount of room. „I think you look quite similar to him. Have a look in the mirror.“ He says with a devious smile. I walk over to the mirror. Oh My God! Jake Gyllenhaal is here. This was just a joke. He DID want the role. Why is he mimicking my movements? „How do you like your new look?“
„What do you mean? You mean…this is …me?“ I say. „Of course, Jake.“ he takes my hand. „Nice joke, but what happens when people notice?“ I pull back my hand. „I mean, I can‘t look like him forever and people are bound to notice.“ He takes a step toward me. „Nobody will notice. Trust me, you‘re the only Jake Gyllenhaal.“ I take a few steps back. „Wh…what do you mean I‘m the only Jake Gyllenhaal?“ I try take some more steps back until I reach a wall and he keeps coming closer. „You‘re the only Jake Gyllenhaal. The other identity was just a bad dream, Jake. Trust your director Jake. An actor is to perform as the director says. An actor must trust that the actions he is to perform are for the best. And you are an actor Jake Gyllenhaal. And I am your director. Trust me Jake.“„Jake, listen to me and do as I say, for I am your director. You must put aside that dream you had of a different live and focus on doing as I say. Now Jake. Tell me who you are.“
Jake: Jake Gyllenhaal
Director: and what is your profession?
Jake: I am an actor
Director: and what does that profession entail?
Jake: trusting and obeying my director
Director: because that is best for you
Jake: because that is best for me
He looks away from my eyes and I shake my head a bit. „Is there any advice you‘d like to give me for the roll sir?“ He was about to walk away, but turned around when he heard me. „Yes. Strip naked. It‘s better for the movie. More people will want to see it and it would help my creativity.“ At that, I immediately stripped.
It was a surprise for me when you sent me this request. It’s not usual for me to get a picture of what people want to look like exactly after their transformation, but I can do as you wish. Just let me come to you.
Ah, you’ve taken your shirt off. There’s no need for that, the body you requested is lean enough. You know what the consequences of turning around would be, so don’t. I know my voice is wonderful. Oh I should just shut up.
Your pov
He’s right, I should just let him do this and not look back. “Whooooah, this is gooood.” I came but I can’t stop myself. There goes another…and another. Oh this is heaven. uhh mmmhhhmm my stomach, my…chest oh sooo goood. Was my body always this sensual? Oh my abs, my pecs sooo goood. Apparently I’m already muscled eno ooohhh soo goood. yes, Yes. YES!
The man disappeared. Now to get a good look. Wait in my home there’s no mirror here. How did I know where to look? Oh, of course. James must’ve moved it. If we weren’t twin brothers, we would never have become friends.
A strong, manly, hairy man? I can get you some strong water in a magnifying glass to increase the amount of hair on your body. The strong water should take care of the manliness and strength. I’m going to send Brock on his way, okay?
Brock pov
“Yes Master, I’ll be on my way.”, I said to Master as I left to give these things Master wants me to deliver to the person he wants to use it. Master wants it done, so I’ll make sure it gets done. Master must get what he wants. The sheer pleasure of obeying Master’s orders is just too much to describe. Just the thought of doing something he wants makes me quiver and come spontaneously. Alas, enough time spent dwelling on that, I must focus on Master’s task.
After a while Master’s client is finally in sight. I step up to him. “I’ve come to give you Master’s gift. I believe he already informed you about the delivery.”, I said as I looked at the obvious fantasy nerd. “Bbb…rock O’Hurn. I didn’t think any of this was real. Is this some prank or” I interrupted him “I know. You can’t know the pleasure of serving Master until you come into contact with him, look at his perfect body, hear his wonderful voice, smell him in all his divinity. Master has given me this to give to you so you may get what you wish.”
Your pov
So it’s all true. This gorgeous hunk of a man willingly serves another man. If only he had more body hair he’d be perfect, I don’t get how anyone could get closer to perfection. Those huge muscles… I snap myself out of it. “So this is that strong water and magnifying glass?” “Yes.”, his voice was calm and controlled. I take the glass and drink all of it. I can’t wait to change. However, as I drink more water seems to fill the glass again to the old level. Meanwhile Brock just stands there relaxed, as I continue gulping the contents and I notice all muscles in my body inflating, growing stronger. It feels great, all that strength pouring into me as I start to grow body hair all over. In fact, I’m quite desirable right now. That Brock guy will want a piece of this. Soon the glass doesn’t fill itself anymore and I drink all of the water left. If I’m not the definition of hairy muscular manly sex beast I don’t know what is.
“So Brock, like your master’s work?” I walk over to him and take my finger over his cheek. “I only wish to serve Master.” He pushes my arm away and leaves. Never mind, there’re plenty others who’d die to worship a body like mine.
Brock enters my room with a big smile on his face. He’s clearly had quite a few orgasms on his way, but luckily others wouldn’t notice. He tells me all that happened, including the reaction of the transformed ‘client’ after his transformation. “You did very well Brock. Let me reward you.”
Victor was out shopping for the summer, looking for a speedo to wear to the beach to look sexy for the man he’d want to share his life with and whom he’d most certainly meet there. Then he looked at the agenda on his phone and saw his nephew Cesar’s birthday was the very next day. He was embarrassed at having forgotten about it and wanted to do something special to make up. He bought two speedos in his own size, deciding he was going to give Cesar one of them, and to still give him something he’d want he enchanted the speedo, so it would fulfill one wish of the true owner. He thought Cesar was going to wish it to be his proper size or some other innocuous thing, or perhaps become the right size for it, like he’d once wished, not knowing yet it was going to be more than one person’s wish that was going to be fulfilled.
The next morning Victor went to Cesar’s birthday party and gave Cesar the enchanted speedo, not mentioning the power it held. Cesar, meanwhile thought his uncle Victor didn’t love him due to the fact that the speedo’s size was way off and he had a very low self-esteem, causing him to think such things quite regularly. That night, Cesar kept pondering over the matter and eventually put on the speedo to so how his body measured up to what his uncle expected. He looked in the mirror and was ashamed at his own reflection. “I wish my uncle would love me”, he said to himself. He suddenly became very tired and went to bed.
During the night he was restless, as his body became the ideal his uncle looked for in a man: muscular, huge dick, foreign, mysterious and overall model quality. Next, his memories and thoughts were reshaped. He was thirty-two, married to his wonderful husband Victor – whom he can’t live without, model and of course he only wore speedos, as they were the only garment type his body could stand to wear. After the changes finished, the room changed and Cesar disappeared.
At the same time, Victor started to gain new memories: how much he loved his husband Cesar in all his glory, how he bought him that new speedo for his birthday that fit him so well. The house changed to accommodate for Cesar and the newly improved Cesar appeared on the bed next to his husband. The two slept soundly, each thinking they were tired of an evening full of the most intense lovemaking.
The next morning the two woke up and smiled at each other. Neither of them ever regretted anything in their relationship. It was like they were made for each other. “Wanna go again?”, Cesar said as he got closer to Victor and put his hand on Victor’s stomach. Victor moaned at the touch. “You know I could never resist you.”
Thank you so much for your kind words! Now for your transformation, don’t turn around or you’ll fall under my spell. Feel the muscles everywhere on your body increase in size, as you moan in pleasure. The sheer orgasmic bliss is so much that you keep coming, but that’s normal. Just let it all wash over you as your muscles inflate further, giving you what you so desire.
The iconic suit forms around your growing body, adapting its shape each second as it works its way up your body. It feels good to have that suit so tight around your new bulging, still growing muscles. That’s right. Just give in to the pleasure and embrace the transformation. Don’t worry, the stains of your continuous coming will disappear in no time.
Your muscles may even be more defined than those of the comic book and movie hero, but those were adaptations of your earlier life from before your training with Captain America and Iron Man. Your face reshapes itself as you gain the memories of your new life and you come one final time as the mask forms over your new face.
You were right about the pecs, but I wouldn’t discredit your other muscles so soon if I were you. Just check them all out in detail in front of a mirror before leaving for your ‘training’ with the others. Just remember, don’t do evil things in your new life or face the consequences.
I hate that Greg! He may be a good-looking and strong jock, but he’s so full of himself and incredibly mean to others. Besides, he’s nothing compared to either Chris Evans or Hemsworth. I took one quick look at his gorgeous muscles for less than a second in the locker room, but as a known gay, he of course had to make it a big thing and throw me into the wall. It hurt so much I cried, but he only seemed to enjoy it.
I’d love to have the good looks and confidence of Chris Hemsworth and my ideal boyfriend would be somewhat of a submissive Chris Evans who looks to me for everything. A shooting star passes. It’s brighter than normal and seems to go very slow, as if waiting for me to make a wish. I say my greatest desire out loud as a wish, wishing I’d be more like Chris Hemsworth and have a completely submissive Chris Evans for a boyfriend. Thanks to his behavior, I also wish greg would be taught some humility.
After saying my deepest desire out loud, I soon fall fast asleep. A few hours later my sleep is being disturbed, however by an urgent knocking at the door. I go downstairs, wondering who it could be. Who would come here at this ungodly hour? My family is far away, so they would’ve called. I slowly walk to the door to look through the window to see who it was. Oh my! Standing on my front porch, desperately knocking on my door is none other than Chris Evans! I think he saw me. That’s strange, his entire posture just changed from determination to some sort of adoration. No, I must be mistaken.
“Please! Let me in my love! Let me serve your every want and need!”, he says. He has clearly used drugs, but the entire street will wake up if he continues like this. Besides, he’s one of my idols. I’d love to get the chance to meet him, even if he is high.
“Shhh!”, I say. “You don’t want to wake up the entire neighborhood. Just come in.” “Thank you my love, anything for you.”, he says. The way he spoke was about as perfect for my fantasies as could be, but I can’t take advantage of him like this. “What do you want me to do my love? I’ll do anything you ask.”, he says in a very husky voice that sends shivers down my spine.
I try to resist, but he grabs my hands and begins to smell me, his head coming close to my chest and then going down to my stomach and up again. “Please my love, let me worship you.”, he says as I look down and see he’s sporting a hard on, while leaking. This is too much for me. My dick hardens and I give him permission. “Oh, thank you so much my love!”, he says as he starts to kiss and touch me everywhere on my body.
Everywhere he comes, I feel a certain heat as an incredible passion starts to fill me. I think I’m forgetting something, but I notice I feel stronger and more powerful every passing second. And why shouldn’t I? I slowly lower my pants and boxers, as he touches and kisses my entire body one part at a time.
He stares up at me and I nod. He takes me into his mouth and it’s the most pleasure I’ve ever felt. He moans all the time, but he goes too slow for me. I push further into his mouth and tell him to work faster. I can vaguely feel my hair growing longer, as i keep feeling my muscles expanding.
“Yes! That’s it Evans.”, I say when he builds up a good rythm. He doesn’t deserve to serve someone as perfect as I, but he’s as close as they come and I need my regular release.
The world seems to shift around us and I become a bit dizzy. Was my house always so luxurious? Of course it is! What am I thinking? My boyfriend is here worshipping me and I’m thinking of all expensive stuff I’ve gathered over the years. “Yeah, just like that Evans. Ohhh here I go. Take it all Evans. That was nice, but you know we have to keep this a secret. You’ll have to treat me as just your co-star, but we can always repeat this away from prying eyes.”, I say. We kiss before getting ready for our latest interview.
Luckily we arrive in time. I can see Evans is having trouble resisting his urge to openly serve and worship me, but he’s a good actor. Maybe we’ll make it known to the world when society is ready, but for Now Evans and I can show our true selves to each other in private. Oh, I guess he still has trouble hiding the pleasure he feels from my touch from the world.
Perhaps later one of us can share some info on our daily lives, but for now this is the end. I have an Evans begging me for attention and I’d feel bad commanding him to do something before our next round again.
I’m very shocked no one has asked to become Wolverine or Hugh Jackman yet! He’s a real man and a badass! He’s everything I wish I was and more. Both Jackman and as Wolverine! Could you pretty please turn me into him?
“Good morning! I would love to join this handsome group as Hugh Jackman/Wolverine if that is within your power. I-what-what are you-” I look down with wide eyes and let out a surprisingly deep moan.
I’m sorry, but your friend asked to be Jackman/Wolverine too and there can’t be two of the same person, so the two of you will be merged together. Your traits merged together come closer to Hugh Jackman too, so that’s easier for me. Besides, you’ll get to enjoy the full experience: everybody knows Wolverine’s real name is Hugh Jackman and he starred as himself in several movies.
Feel the muscles of yourself combine with those of the other, increasing your strength and the ever-growing pleasure as you come continuously, moaning all the time. You’ve noticed your voice becoming lower, but that’s just a side-effect of the merging. Soon you’ll sense each other’s thoughts, before you fully merge into a new person. You already do? Don’t worry, the conflicting thoughts and signals to your new body will stop and you’ll be a new person. Just enjoy the sensation.
The merge is now complete. How do you feel? Like more? That was to be expected. Now it’s time for the actual transformation. Feel your muscles growing just that bit extra, as your hair changes color and you gain the memories of your new life and the abilities of Wolverine. Your face reshapes itself, as you come one last powerful time.
Enjoy your new life as both Hugh Jackman and Wolverine!
I’m sorry it’s been so long, but I’ve been a bit busy lately. Some fool thought only pranking known gay colleagues and women was fun and should be allowed. Let’s just say his pranks weren’t nice, so I wanted to make sure to teach him a lesson. Some heroes caught him for me and brought him to the location of my choosing. He really was a fool for thinking he could get away with such things when the world was swarming with heroes.
I chose a remote location for this meeting. The lights were dim, so not much could be seen and I was standing in the shadows. The heroes couldn’t stay, because of the effect my presence would have on them, but Luke, Johnny and Brock managed to restrain the man easily.
I walked up to them and they all immediately came. The man was rather surprised, but couldn’t help himself as I got closer and he smelled my wonderful scent, breathing in as much as he could. I told Luke, Johnny and Brock the man wouldn’t need to be restrained any longer.
The moment he heard my voice, he came another powerful time. He didn’t try to leave as soon as he was released, just as I predicted. He wanted to get closer to the source of that perfect smell and voice. I could see Luke and Johnny doubting whether they could allow themselves to do the same, but Brock, as he wanted to serve me before he met me, just stood back, waiting for me to command him.
The man came closer and could finally see me. He kept coming like a leaking faucet, asking how he could serve the god before him. I told him to quit his pranks and biases and to accept the changes. He didn’t seem to know, but as I began to transform him, he could only moan and leak so much more.
All the while his muscles grew steadily, his shoulders and chest expanding, as his biceps, legs and six-pack became clearly visible. It all just kept growing and expanding to make him look more intimidating for his new job. His clothes became his new uniform and a tan spread itself over his skin.
His muscles continued growing, while he grew facial hair and memories of his new life entered his brain: becoming a police officer, so he could get rid of bias from inside the system and round up despicable people who discriminated against others, as Master wished. His face reshaped itself as he also gained all skills necessary for his new job and he came one last powerful time.
“How can I be of further service Master?”, he said.
I told him and the others how I’d love to have some attention down there. All of them jumped at the chance and we ‘had fun’ for quite a while.
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