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Jen's Boyfriend's Boyfriend

Four connected stories written by Ninja_Badger and posted on CYOC. I've copied the text here for my own ease of access, but if you are the author and wish me to take it down, contact me and I will do so.

Context: Jen has been cursed by Kyle to transform into the ideal partner of whoever she runs into next.

There was a knock on the door right in time. Jennifer tugged it open to be greeted by the clean-cut smiling face of her boyfriend. Kyle said she had no love in her life but here he was. It had taken Jen the better part of Junior year to land Nate, he always seemed a little reluctant, but as head cheerleader she had to have the captain of the football team. It was only natural. She chalked his reluctance up to the fact he came from a very conservative, religious family. She still hadn't talked him into sex beyond a little oral, but he loved her she could tell.

As always his blond hair was perfectly combed, his face clean and smooth, dimples in his cheeks from his smile. Normally he'd be wearing a polo, but since there was a game today he had on his jersey, though paired with a pair of chinos. He always dressed impeccably. He looked good, he was popular, and he didn't argue with what she wanted. So.. perfect. Sometimes she wished he'd unlace a little and…

The whole world seemed to give a lurch. Clothes melted away off of both Nate and herself, though Nate stood there seemingly unaware of the alteration. "Something wrong?" Jen opened her mouth to answer but couldn't seem to find her voice. Nate was changing right in front of her. It wasn't noticeable at first, his well coiffed hair got a little loose and shaggy. It still looked good on him, it just ruined his clean cut air, and he seemed to actually grow an inch or two as his face lost some of it's softness. He still had those boyish dimples but his jaw and cheek bones were more prominent. He looked less like a teenager, more like a man pushing into his early twenties. His jaw grew stubble, then into a full blond beard a little on the scruffy side.

When they first started fooling around, Jen convinced him to start shaving his body hair, but that was growing back in, too. Curly dark blond pubes around his 6" flaccid cock, and the strip up his stomach and little bit in the center of his chest that had been stubble moments ago was now growing out, and not just getting longer. It was covering more of his chest and stomach. Covering his pectorals, which also seemed, well, bigger.

He actually seemed to be growing bigger all over, from the still lean musculature of a high school football player to the more impressive bulk of a college athlete. His arms with thickening with muscle, veins moving to the surface as his chest popped out, and his abs carved into a nice six pack. Other than the hair, Jen would have been quite pleased with these changes. Though he seemed to keep going.

Jen couldn't put her finger on it, but he was getting older, going from his early twenties to his mid twenties. He softened a little. He didn't lose any of his bulk, in fact, he seemed to get even larger. He looked like a weightlifter, though he started losing some of his definition, such as his stomach smoothing out. He wasn't fat, he just wasn't concerned with being ripped, or so it seemed. "Jen?" His voice was even a bit deeper. It was still Nate, but a possible future Nate, probably around 26 or 27,

Why had he changed? The curse was to transform her.. and her world? Was there something.. He was beautiful. He was the perfect man for her.

Jen felt that thought like a kick to the head. "Yeah, sorry, forgot something upstairs.." She suddenly felt uncomfortable, like her body didn't fit quite right. He went through his change unknowingly, but it seemed her being aware was going to bring differences. She headed up the stairs in a bit of a panic. Her legs didn't seem to be working right, like they were too long. She ran into her bedroom and shut the door.

She needed to think. She caught sight of herself in the mirror and her eyes went wide. She must have been changing while Nate was as she didn't quite recognize the person in the mirror. Her hair was short and auburn, just that little hint of red in it, cut in a undercut style some of the jocks at school favored. Her face was.. well she hated to say it but she looked like her brother. The feminine softness had left, leaving his face a bit heavier, with thicker jaw and brows and a more prominent nose.

Her body was taller, and getting taller as she stared. No wonder her legs felt off. Her hands a feet were getting bigger, too. She had enough boyfriends to know she was probably sporting size 12 feet. Her hips were off as well, less curvy, and more narrow than her shoulders which looked particularly broad. She was… no…

Reaching between her legs, she was greeted by unbroken skin where her vagina should have been, and a nub of growth right at the front of her crotch above a wrinkly bit of extra skin. Though it was growing fast, growing even as her breasts were shrinking away. The nub pushed out, growing longer and thicker by the second, it had a weird look to Jen though, and as she gave it a little tug she realized it had a foreskin. She had never been with an uncut guy before, but she knew what it was when she saw it. Her breasts seemed to stop shrinking at one point and instead flattened out into a pair of pectorals. Her nipples were still a little on the large side, but nothing too out of the ordinary.. for a guy.

She was becoming a guy. Her brain wanted to scream, but her body wouldn't follow suit. Something about this felt so right, so perfect. Auburn pubes sprouted out around her cock as it slowed it's growth at just over six inches flaccid. She felt an uncomfortable pressure for a moment in her crotch as both her balls dropped into the waiting scrotum, which felt amazing once done. Peach fuzz grew into dark hair on her arms and legs, quite a bit of it, too,and thick bushes formed in her armpits. Even her jaw was darkening with a bit of a shadow as her pubes started growing in a line up her stomach.

Staring back at her from the mirror was a young man she wouldn't have recognized at all, but wouldn't have been out of place in the senior class. Leanly muscled with his red-tinted auburn hair. He was kind of on the cute side, looking like he might belong on the track team, or maybe the swim team if he shaved.

The changes weren't done with him yet though, much as happened to Nate, he was starting to age. Lean muscles gained some bulk, but not to the same degree as Nate. John was always going to be on the lean side, and actually stood a little taller than Nate. He could put on muscle, but he was built for running and swimming, not lifting and tossing heavy weights like his boyfriend.

His face lost more of it's youthfulness as he let his beard grow in. He kept it neatly trimmed, a little more careful in grooming for himself, even if he liked his shaggy muscle bear of a boyfriend's no-cares look. Hair grew out along his chest and stomach, trimmed a little on the shorter side so as not to hide the definition he worked on. Nate might be fine with a flat stomach, and John had to admit it was more comfortable for laying his head on, but he wanted that nice cut look. Nate loved his men hairy though, so John only trimmed, he'd never dream of shaving it completely. He also loved the feeling of his boyfriend's hands running through it, or of two hairy chests rubbing together. His dick gave a little jump at the thought. Nate was also the hairier of the two, so why compete. His aging slowed and stopped, leaving him the same 27 years old as Nate.

There was a thought drifting through John's mind now. He remembered being Jen, knew he was till Jen in a way. But John's mind and memories were growing stronger.

Why had Nate changed though? The curse was… Kyle had said her world could change to, and Nate was certainly included in that. Nate and John had met when Nate and Jen did, at least in the way the memories were coming. But they kept their relationship a secret. All the way through college, too. Nate's family, ultra-conservative and religious would never have accepted him as gay, but he needed their help to get through school. So they kept it secret, pretended to just be best friends. So the best situation for their love to exist was for Nate to be independent and on his own from his family. It didn't really change Nate, just made him older in the way he would have been in this reality, it turned the years forward.

He remembered Nate finally coming out to his family. Some of his extended family accepted him, younger cousins, one aunt and uncle, a sibling. The rest cut off contact. He knew that was going to happen, but he had to tell them. He had to to them because… a wedding band formed on John's left hand, a twin he knew to one Nate was wearing.

Clothes reformed on John, a black tank and a pair of blue basketball shorts, black sneakers appearing on his feet with low cut athletic socks. The room had changed, too. It wasn't Jen's old bedroom, but a master bedroom with a king sized bed he shared with Nate. There were pictures of them on the wall, a few from their Honeymoon in Mexico. John felt a bit of a pang of worry as he left the room to head downstairs. The whole house was different, smaller than the one Jen grew up in, but this was their house.

Nate stood by the front door, scruffy as ever, though in purple basketball shorts, and a white tank top with a neck low enough to show off the hairy cleavage between his pectorals. Nate loved showing off his chest. He held to protein shakes in his hands, holding one out to John as he reappeared. "Ready to go? Got everything?"

"Yup. Thanks, hun." John said as he took the offered drink, exchanging a quick kiss with his husband, and they both headed out the door and to Nate's jeep.

~~~JUST A QUICK STOP~~~

As John say in the Jeep and they cruised along other memories came to him. They owned a gym together, one that was labeled as LGBT friendly. Unfortunately that gave it a bit of a reputation (not entirely undeserved) for locker room shenanigans. The members were warned not to let it get too out of control. He thought they were off to work for the day, but instead noticed they were taking a different route.

"Are we headed to the school?" John asked, giving his husband a bit of a glance.

"Yeah, I just need to drop off something Ralph left at the gym last time he was there, asked me to on my way in." Nate just grinned as he pulled into a parking space in front of the high school and grabbed a gym bag out of the back seat.

Ralph. John wracked his brain, and a face came easily to mind. Ralph was Mr. Nolan, a young and quite good looking English teacher at the school. Young.. though probably close in age to what Nate and John were now. In fact, he was a regular at the gym and friends with them, and gay. That little bit of knowledge would break many a girl's heart in the school. He was quite popular among the girls, for his good looks. Fit, handsome…

John preferred his husband of course, and he watched Nate's backside happily as he went into the school, but if he was going to pull someone in for a threesome, Ralph would be near the top of the list. Then John saw someone else heading into the school, someone he recognized and sent a small spike of anger through him.

"Kyle!"

Kyle blinked as he heard his name shouted in a deep voice and looked around trying to figure out where it came from. Finally his eyes settled on a good-looking, bearded man in his mid-twenties sitting in an oddly familiar Jeep. He knew he had the right person when he was being motioned over. He looked around skeptically, but due to his call to Jen this morning he was already running late for class. No one else was really around, but he had to say he was curious.

He headed over to the car, to see the other guy getting out. "Do I know you?"

The guy grinned and then moved quick, one arm wrapping around Kyle's chest and arms to keep them pinned and another going over his mouth. "Transform or dare?"

Kyle could feel himself start to panic. No way.. this couldn't be Jennifer. He was trying to answer but the big hand over his mouth was too strong. He knew the seconds were ticking away and there was nothing he could do but flail around and hope somebody saw him. No one did. Eventually he was let go and he gasped for air.

"Oops, too bad, you get both." The guy leaned back against the jeep, arms across his chest. "You know, I was angry with you at first. But I'm actually really liking how things turned out."

"Jennifer?"

"John now, actually. Yeah, turns out Nate was gay, and we had to get older to be together.. I don't know. This shit is weird." Kyle's mind was reeling, Nate? Jen's boyfriend and captain of the football team? No. He wasn't anymore, Kyle guessed.

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Easy. What you did to me, except can't have first person you see. That'd be me and I'm quite happy with Nate. So. For your dare, you'll fall in love, emotionally and sexually to the next person you hear say your name, first and last. For your transform, you'll change to what they'd find appealing in a partner. I don't want to risk messing up what I have, so only you'll change. But only you and I will have memories of who you were before." Inside the school bell rang. "Better run to class, you're late."

Kyle wanted to say something, but he took off into the school. He only slowed slightly as he passed Nate, eyes going wide in recognition, but then hurried past.

John watched Nate step out of the way of the rushing Kyle, shaking his head in the way adults do at the antics of teens. "Ready to go to the gym?" Nate asked. John nodded his head as he hopped into the Jeep. Maybe things really would be better like this.

~~~ NEW LESSSONS ~~~

Kyle booked it to his first period class, coming in the door as the teacher was already lecturing. "Kyle Perkins. You're late. Take your seat."

He was already headed to his usual spot, taking off his backpack, though hearing his name hit him like a ton of bricks falling on him. He had heard Jen.. John after all. "Sorry, I.."

Mr. Nolan held up his hand. "No excuses, just sit down." Kyle stared at Mr. Nolan, he hadn't expected the curse to work on Jennifer, but it did, unless she paid off that dude to fake him out. And now, if it was going to work on him, he was staring at his future lover. Jen.. John had cheated though, right? He kept Kyle from answering, maybe that would..

Kyle found himself staring at Mr. Nolan, his train of thought drifting away. His ass looked really, really good in those pants.

Kyle shook his head. School rumor might have said Kyle was gay, but he wasn't. But here he was staring at his male teacher's ass and getting a hardon from it. Rumor also said Mr. Nolan might be gay, something about one of the seniors spotting him at a gay friendly gym. The rumor didn't hold much traction though. Most of the female students had the hots for him, and Kyle was beginning to see why.

At twenty-five, he was certainly the youngest teacher at the school, but he was also super fit, supposedly having played baseball in college. As such he had a prominent chest and thick arms used to swinging a bat. His dress shirts always fit him a bit on the snug side, showing off some of his physique. Rumor also said he was pretty well hung. But he didn't wear his pants as tight as his shirt, but some student claim to have caught him tented. The usual high school bullshit. His black hair was cut short and styled up in the front, his jaw always sporting a couple days worth of designer stubble. The dark hair contrasted sharply with his bright blue eyes.

Kyle didn't know how long he had been staring off at Ralph but his clothes were becoming uncomfortably tight. Mr. Nolan.. not Ralph. Without even asking Kyle grabbed his bag, got to his feet and rushed into the hallway. No one stopped him. He was trying to figure out where to go when he saw the door to one of the staff bathrooms. Single occupancy with a locking door. Students were forbidden from using it, but Kyle needed to figure out what was going on. He ducked inside and shut the door, locking it tight.

Just in time, too. As the door shut, Kyle's clothes just vanished, leaving him standing in the bathroom naked. Kyle had never been the biggest guy, in fact he would usually be on the bottom of the pack. Scrawny nerd was usually a kind way of describing him. But he could instantly see why his clothes had been getting tight. He was bulking up. Not much yet, but he wasn't a skinny twig person anymore.

Even in the mirror his features were changing. His lank, mousey brown hair which he 'styled' by keeping it short enough to stay out of his eyes was starting to curl and develop a bit of a sheen, darkening to a darker, rich brown. The freckles spattered across his cheeks and nose were vanishing as his skin darkened slightly to a naturally tan color. He knew it was natural, there were no tan lines on him, and even his nipples and cock had darkened to a subtle brown. His eyes which were already brown actually paled a bit, brown, but a paler almost gold. He looked Latino, or maybe mixed? It was hard to pin down exactly.

He was still growing, too. Kyle Perkins was small, the man he was becoming was definitely not. It felt like every bone in his body had turned to taffy and was being stretch out. First his feet and hands, then his legs and arms. He had to readjust the way he was leaning on the counter as he went from 5'4" to 6'4" in a matter of minutes. Ralph liked his men tall, he was no shorty at 6'1" but he liked even taller than him. Kyle's once mostly smooth body was also suddenly growing brown-black body hair, especially in his crotch and pits, though his arms and legs were darkening, too.

His face was growing more mature. Losing that smooth roundness of youth, his features becoming sharp and angular. A dark goatee grew in around his mouth and on his chin, the rest of his jaw and cheeks darkening from a thick facial hair shadow except where his sideburns grew in.

His muscles were growing in as well, lean and svelte. A hint of definition without being at all bulky, but he was definitely becoming someone who knew how to keep his body in good shape. He may be taller than Ralph, but his wolf was the bulkier between them.Kyle might even be a bit leaner than John, the man coming to mind. Him and Nate weren't bad looking, the bearish Nate looked like he could be fun, and John was pretty much a wolfish type, which Kyle absolutely loved. It's why he found Ralph so irresistible, and Ralph? Well, Ralph liked his tall lean otters. Which was Kyle to a tee.

Curly brown hair was growing up his stomach in a neat treasure trail, and some spread out along his chest, thicker in the center and lightening at the sides. He wasn't the hairiest guy, but he was proud of what he had. Like everything else about him, his cock was long, 7" flaccid and almost 9" hard, but slim. The changes were slowing, including his aging, seeming to leave him in his mid-twenties. Twenty six to be exact, of course he knew his own age.

Clothes reappeared on his body, jeans, unlike the ratty ones that disappeared these were nicer, designer, appropriate for business casual wear. Teachers were allowed to wear jeans on Fridays. Wait. Teacher? A undershirt and button up appeared over his torso, the top button undone. No tie, but a nice vest appeared over the shirt, accentuating his trim waist. He pulled back his dark, curly hair, pinning it in a loose tail at the back of his head, a few strand escaping which he tucked behind his ear. He knew he was a popular crush among the students, not as much as Ralph was, but he had his following. Imagine if those students knew the two hottest male teachers in the school were an item. They were keeping it mostly mum for now, until they cold figure out if they could both teach at the same school and carry on their relationship.

Kyle would happily change schools if he could stay with Ralph. He had never been so happy with someone. They had both started teaching at this school this year, and instantly fell for each other. The new memories were pushing the old ones down. He could still feel them there, but they were like an odd dream. Kyle Perkins was gone, he was Kyle Perez, a Spanish teacher, and Ralph Nolan's boyfriend.

He grabbed his backpack, which no longer was full of his homework, but other student's homework and grading he had to do, and left the bathroom. He knew the way to his desk by heart. He had no first period class, and was glad for that, gave him time in the morning to prepare for the day. Pulling out his phone he noticed a text.

'Told my friend Nate I was dating, wants to meet you. Invited us over for dinner tonight, free?' Kyle stared at the text, that would be dinner with Nate and the once Jennifer. It could be awkward but… he felt his hand typing almost as if on its own. 'Look forward to it. Lunch?'

He only got a smiley in response but he knew he'd be seeing Ralph at lunch. Leaning back, he got to work on the papers in front of him.

~~~ LUNCH DOESN'T ALWAYS MEAN LUNCH ~~~

It was usually a foregone conclusion that Ralph and Kyle would have lunch together in the teacher's lounge. Everyone expected it, they were known to be good friends among the staff, and even some staff thought there might be something more between them. No, Kyle asking Ralph about lunch meant something quite different.

So after his last class for lunch, Kyle went off towards the back of the school to the old shop lab that was no longer in use. He slipped inside to find Ralph already there waiting for him, leaning back against one of the large worktables with his tie undone.

Soon their lips were locked together as Kyle worked at the buttons of Ralph's shirt. They had made the mistake of popping buttons just once. Thank god Ralph kept a spare shirt in his desk. Kyle pushed Ralph's shirt open, running his hands up his lover's furry, taught stomach and pectorals.

Ralph meanwhile had been working at Kyle's belt and pants and they dropped around his ankles, his underwear tugged down to quickly follow. Ralph's calloused hand, used to wrapping around baseball bats and dumbbells was gentle around Kyle's rigid cock. As he was being stroked off, Ralph buried his face against Kyle's neck, planting kisses and little bites.

Kyle's hands started working at Ralph's belt, and soon his pants and underwear were on the ground, too. Kyle knew there was a rumor around the school that Ralph was a bit of a horse downstairs. Except Kyle knew it was a fact. It had taken him a while to get used to being speared with eleven inches, all nearly as thick as a soda can, but training up to take his boyfriend had been worth it. For now he just wrapped one of his hands around it, stroking it as he met his boyfriend's lips again.

During a lull in their making out and stroking Ralph spoke up, "You know, part of me wishes I was bigger."

"Bigger?" Kyle laughed. "I already feel like you're going to split me in two."

"Not.. not there." He pounded a fist on his bare chest. "Beefier."

"What like a muscle bear? Or taking up body building? What brought this on?" Kyle was still eagerly coaxing Ralph's cock, though definitely curious about the conversation.

"Nate."

"Your gym buddy?" Kyle asked, me knew exactly who Ralph meant, and the brief sight of Nate he had caught this morning on his way to the school. A shaggy, blond muscle bear, all beefy and.. Kyle's cock gave a twitch. Sure, he would happily screw Nate, if he wasn't besotted with Ralph. Though maybe a threesome with him pinned between the two muscular men..

"Yeah, he keeps trying to coax me to put on more muscle, what would you think?"

"I think I'd love you no matter what." Kyle knew it was true, too. The curse had made him fall completely for this man and he knew he was smitten for life. Part of him didn't even care the choice was taken away. "And if I bulked up?" Kyle asked with a smirk.

"Why? You're perfect the way you are." Well, of course he'd say that, Kyle had been turned into his perfect lover, even as he said it he was stripping Kyle free of his shirt and vest. "But if you wanted to, I'd help you."

Then Kyle felt the words passing his lips. "Transform or dare?"

"What?" Ralph laughed. "Now you're just messing with me."

Kyle shook his head. "No, trust me, pick transform."

Ralph grinned as if he was just going to amuse his boyfriend. "Okay, fine, transform."

Kyle nodded. "I want you to have the body you want to have, only you and I will notice the difference." And then he kissed Ralph as the man pushed him back onto the work bench, spreading his legs apart.

Ralph stripped off his shirt, and stood naked at the foot of the worktable, as he grabbed the small bottle of lube they kept hidden in one of the drawers. Slathering up his cock first, he started to work some into Kyle's hole with his fingers. Ralph didn't seem to notice that his body was changing, though Kyle had a front row seat.

It was subtle at first, his muscles growing and popping with newfound strength, months of weightlifting appearing on his body in moments. Soon, then head of Ralph's cock replaced his fingers.

Then Kyle felt that huge shaft sliding inside of him, and he had to hold his breath to keep from crying out. It always hurt a little at first, but was always worth it. Then Ralph began his slow, steady thrusting, each thrust seemed to add a little more muscle to his frame. As speed built, so did the growth. Ralph wasn't a small guy to begin with, but he was becoming a bit of a beast. His arms gripping at the table were actually thicker than Kyle's legs. His pectorals had grown from hard plates to firm mounds.

He was approaching the size of Nate when the growth seemed to slow to a halt, Nate would still have been the bigger between them, but Ralph was a whole lot more cut. Kyle watched mesmerized by Ralph's hard six pack as he flexed his core to keep up his thrusting.

There were other small changes, his chest hair was a bit thicker and denser. Kyle reached up to tangle his fingers in those dark curls, running his thumbs over those large, round nipples, causing Ralph to give a little shudder. He also knew without having to see it that Ralph was now sporting an uncut cock, much like Kyle's. And his eyes, they were blue before, but now they were stunningly bright.

It was like Ralph's desired changes to his form were more to enhance what he knew Kyle enjoyed about his body. As the changes came to an end, Ralph gave one last trust inside of him and came just as Kyle did, the two of them gasping and breathing. They stayed like that for a few moments, Kyle laying on he table splattered with his own cum, and Ralph braced over him.

They were on a time limit though so, Ralph helped Kyle clean up, only slowly coming to the realization of his own change. "Holy crap…"

"Told you it'd work." Kyle couldn't help but grin smugly.

"So that's what a foreskin feels like.. always wondered."

Kyle laughed. "That's your takeaway? Not the forty pounds of muscle?"

"No.. that's nice, too. But uh.." Ralph picked up his shirt, looking at it, then down at his massive chest.

"It'll fit." Kyle assured him, and sure enough the garment had grown, too. Still in Ralph's preferred close fitting style, which was even more ridiculously sexy than it was before. If he hadn't already been the hottest male teacher in the school, he certainly was now.

They helped each other get dressed and Ralph suddenly asked, "Doesn't the transform or dare curse pass from person to person as they're asked? So.. I can pass it on now?" Kyle nodded. "Where did you get it from?"

"I got it back from someone I used it on. It's a long story, but both of us came out better for it, don't worry." Kyle was positive about that, both him an John-once-Jen were better off in their own minds.

"Back? So that was the second time? How'd you get it the first time?" Ralph finished tying off his tie, but Kyle stopped in his tracks.

"I.. I don't know." Kyle was wracking his brain, but he couldn't figure out where he had first gotten the curse.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to.." Ralph stepped over to Kyle. "Maybe we could.."

Kyle shook his head and finished getting dressed. "Leave it alone. I like where I am now, it's probably not worth going into." He kissed Ralph, holding their lips together for a solid minute. "I'll see you after classes." And headed out, followed shortly by Ralph..

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