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baragonspleasurebarge · 2 years

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The One-Click a Day Site

A branching story written anonymously for 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 or connect readers to your Patreon/Ko-fi/etc, contact me and I will do so.

Nate lived in a two bedroom apartment with his roommate Sam. Nate was a young gay man, fairly good looking. He and Sam had met when Nate moved in to the apartment but Sam was kind of a bust of a roommate. Sam was a little heavy set straight white guy with a pimply face who never left his room and spent all day on the computer playing WarCraft. Nate liked Sam because he was a good guy and he wished he could do something to help him out. Then one day Nate discovered this website called The One-Click a Day site. "Tired of your skinny body? Your big nose? Want to be a bit taller? Maybe a different race? Want to try being a girl? Then this is the site for you! The One-Click a Day site lets you change just about anything about yourself or another person. The only catch is that you can only do one click a day. Just enter the name of the person you would like to change and pick your click and you're ready to go!" Nate scoured the site, it really had options for just about anything you could think of. This site couldn't be real but just for shits and giggles he put Sam's name into the search field. He then clicked on "muscular" and hit "Save Profile". A window popped up. "Would you like subject to be aware or unaware of changes? Be warned that subject's entire personal history will change so that everyone including subject remembers him/her as always being this way if you click unaware. Only you will remember subject as being different unless the subject is you." Nate clicked unaware and saved. Then he bookmarked the site and went to watch TV, forgetting about the site. After a little while Nate heard Sam's doorknob jiggling. He laughed and said "Finally coming out of your cave?" Sam stood in the doorway and Nate's jaw dropped. Gone was the chubby, overweight Sam. In his place stood a guy who looked exactly like Sam, only with a fit body, like a fitness model or a body builder wearing workout clothes. Sam cocked an eye at Nate. "What're you talking about? I'm just heading to the gym like usual. You know, you could stand to get to the gym once in a while. I'll see you later." Sam left, leaving Nate dumbfounded.

Over the next week, to Nate's astonishment, he saw that nobody realized Sam had ever been different. Suddenly instead of being Nate's dorky roommate Sam was Nate's athletic roommate. Nate thought he was going crazy--maybe Sam really had never been any different? Nate decided to try another change. He went back to the website and clicked "Alter heritage". He selected to make Sam brazilian/japanese because it seemed like a unique mix and then clicked unaware and save. Then he called Sam in from the other room and nearly had a heart attack when Sam came out. Instead of an ugly faced muscular pasty white boy a tan ugly guy with a uniquely ethnic mixed look walked in. You couldn't decide whether you'd call him latino or asian looking. "Um, Sam, what's your last name?" Nate said to test it. Sam's last name had been Williams. "Uh Miyamoto. You know that." Nate did a double take. Then Sam sat on the couch and started complaining that no hot girls wanted to date a chinky looking ugly guy. Nate was starting to understand the power of the click site and decided to help him out.

Nate waited until midnight because the site was true to its name, it didn't come back up until a day had gone by after you made a change. Finally right at midnight he was able to bring the site back up. Sam still hadn't gotten back, he was probably hanging out with his new gym buddies, getting beers. Nate clicked under the looks section and then clicked handsome and he saw that there were a number of options. He could do rugged handsome, cute handsome. Finally he chose model handsome and clicked save and unaware. Then he went and watched TV again and fell asleep on the couch. Around two in the morning he heard a key in the lock and some giggling. He watched as a startlingly handsome version of Sam walked into the room with a busty blonde girl. They were both obviously drunk and making out, the girl all over Sam's muscle. Sam looked at Nate in surprise. "Sorry man! I didn't mean to wake you up. We're just going in my room." He winked at Nate, flexed an arm and led the girl into his room.

Nate became obsessed with the site and making Sam hotter. Every day he made some further change to Sam. He made him 6'3", gave him a monster cock, made him a sex machine. Their apartment became a veritable brothel as the turn around rate of the girls coming through got so high. The girls were getting progressively hotter too. He made changes to Sam's personality too, making him more self absorbed, making him into the ultimate fantasy of a cocky jock. Finally Nate couldn't take it anymore. Nate decided to once and for all change Sam's orientation. He had hesitated on doing this before because it wasn't so much improving Sam's life as messing with it, but he knew he had to. As the weeks and changes had gone on Nate was finding it harder to live with Sam. The man was a walking wet dream and took every opportunity to show off his body or admire himself in the mirror. Also Sam seemed to be getting a bit uncomfortable with Nate constantly staring at him and had made comments a few times. Nate waited until midnight and then clicked "Orientation - gay - top". Then he waited for the customary drunken home coming. Finally around two Nate heard the key in his door, the drunken laughter. Sam walked in and there was something different about him. Nate realized he looked like a gay man now. He had a sexy swept haircut and was wearing form fitting trendy name brand clothing that highlighted his perfectly muscular body. He was with a young guy, blonde and cute, who was hanging all over him. Sam was an alpha dog of gay men and knew it. Sam winked at Nate and went into his room and within minutes Nate could hear the bed banging. The next week Nate tried constantly to get Sam to sleep with him and it was really making Sam uncomfortable. Finally Sam confronted him about it and told him he just wasn't his type. Nate was devastated and began avoiding Sam. He was happy with his life and didn't want to change himself, so he forgot about the site.

One day Nate left his laptop sitting on the couch while he was out. Sam found it there. He didn't have a high opinion of Nate, he thought he was a bit creepy. He looked in his favorites to see what kind of porn Nate was addicted to and he saw the site. Something about it intrigued him somehow so he went to it and made the same discovery Nate had. Thinking it was just some stupid porn game, that it probably altered images or something, he typed Nate's name into the computer. Then under occupation he found "Occupation - porn star - gay - twink - successful". He could probably get a good picture and use it as blackmail. He saved and clicked unaware. Hours later Nate came home while Sam was cooking dinner. Sam dropped dinner all over the floor and said "What happened to you?!" Nate arched an eyebrow. He looked completely different. He was skinny but a muscular skinny with buffed arms and pecs, and he was blonde now with blue eyes. There was something very sexual about him now too. Sam was very turned on. "What are you talking about?" Nate said. "I was just filming. You know I bet I could get you a job on the set." It was Nate's dream to get Sam to do porn. They'd never slept together. Sam shook his head. "You mean porn?" "Yeah of course." "No way man, that's trashy." Sam began cleaning up the floor, trying to get around this change. Nate huffed. "Whatever man. Maybe you'll change your mind." Then Nate went into his room leaving a very confused Sam.

"Trashy? I'll show that asshole." Nate said, and went to the website. Luckily it was post midnight so he didn't know Sam had used it once today. Then he clicked "Personality - slutty - himbo". He then saved and went into the other room. The effect was instant. Sam was now wearing a ripped wife beater and some tight pants. He had also gotten a little bit dumber, and all he really cared about now was working out and having sex. He smiled sexily at Nate and glided over to him, putting a hand on his arm. "Hey sexy, is that offer still open? You should take me in to meet your producers." Nate shrugged him off, still feeling angry. "I'll think about it man." He then sat on the couch and ignored Sam who kept flirting with him and touching him. Finally Sam announced he was going to go out to the club and get some ass and left. He came back later after Nate had gone to bed with two cute young guys for a marathon fuck session. The next morning he kicked the boys out, waited until Nate was taking a shower, and snuck into his room and on his computer. Nate was so stuck up and Sam wanted to sleep with him so bad. He clicked "Personality - slutty - whore" and chuckled. "He's already a porn star. If I make him a whore he's sure to sleep with me." Then he saved. Instantly he felt different, a little light headed. Nate stepped out of the bathroom still wet and completely naked. He came right over to Sam and said "Tell me one thing. Why haven't you fucked me yet?" Sam didn't need to be asked twice. He wasn't the brightest bulb now and sex was pretty much all he cared about. They embraced and began kissing, two extremely sexy guys getting it on, and within minutes Sam was fucking Nate's tight ass. Nate was a very, very good bottom and cried out in ectasy as he and Sam came at the same time. That day Nate got Sam a job on the set and the two became boyfriends in an extremely open relationship.

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bohemian1992 · 2 years

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Allow me to flex my gains. I’m really happy with my improvement. Next goal, abs 😁😁. Working out from home does wonders.

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neamedicalaesthetic · 1 month

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wisdomfish · 11 months

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Whatever came over our nature by the devil’s first temptation, whatever gains strength in us by the devil’s daily propositions, Christ died to destroy it all. “He gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all wickedness, and purify for himself a special people, zealous of good works.”

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atozbodyfitness · 2 months

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High Reps vs Low Reps: What’s Better

Introduction

When it comes to resistance training, there's often a debate about whether high reps or low reps are more effective for building muscle. Some swear by the benefits of high rep training, while others argue that low reps with heavier weights yield superior results. So, are high reps really better than low reps? Let's dive into the research and explore the merits of each approach.

Are High Reps Better Than Low Reps Studies?

In the realm of exercise science, there is a substantial body of research dedicated to investigating the comparative benefits of high rep versus low rep training methods. High reps, characterized by performing a larger number of repetitions per set, have consistently demonstrated advantages in enhancing muscular endurance and cardiovascular fitness. This is primarily attributed to the extended duration of muscular tension experienced during high rep sets. Conversely, low rep training, which involves performing fewer repetitions per set with heavier weights, is conventionally associated with promoting strength gains and hypertrophy, or muscle growth.

One notable study, which was published in the Journal of Strength and Conditioning Research, aimed to directly compare the effects of high rep and low rep resistance training protocols on both muscle strength and size. The study involved participants performing high rep sets consisting of 12-15 repetitions per set, as well as low rep sets comprising 3-5 repetitions per set. Over the course of the study, significant improvements in both strength and hypertrophy were observed in participants following both high rep and low rep training regimens. However, it was noted that the group engaging in low rep training experienced notably greater gains in maximal strength compared to their high rep counterparts.

These findings underscore the multifaceted nature of resistance training adaptations and highlight the importance of considering individual training goals and preferences when selecting a training protocol. While high rep training can be advantageous for improving muscular endurance and cardiovascular health, low rep training with heavier weights remains an effective strategy for maximizing strength gains and promoting muscle hypertrophy. Ultimately, the choice between high rep and low rep training should be guided by specific training objectives, allowing individuals to tailor their workout routines to align with their desired outcomes.

Can I Build Muscle with Low Weight High Reps?

Certainly, building muscle with low weight high reps is indeed achievable, although it requires a nuanced understanding of training principles and careful execution. Contrary to the conventional belief that heavy weights are essential for muscle growth, lighter weights and higher repetitions can also effectively induce hypertrophy, especially for individuals who are new to resistance training or who prioritize enhancing muscular endurance.

The key to successfully building muscle with low weight high reps lies in the principle of progressive overload. While heavier weights are typically used to recruit a greater number of muscle fibers and generate mechanical tension, lighter weights can still stimulate muscle growth when lifted to near-failure during high rep sets. By pushing muscles to their limits through a high volume of repetitions, metabolic stress is induced, triggering muscle adaptation and growth.

It's important to note that the efficacy of low weight high rep training for muscle building depends on several factors, including individual genetics, training experience, and consistency. Beginners or individuals with limited access to heavier weights can benefit significantly from incorporating high rep training into their routines to initiate muscle growth and develop a solid foundation of strength.

To maximize muscle growth with high reps, it's essential to focus on form, control, and intensity throughout each repetition. Lifting weights that challenge muscles and lead to fatigue by the end of each set is crucial for stimulating hypertrophy. Additionally, incorporating techniques such as drop sets, rest-pause training, and tempo variations can further enhance the effectiveness of low weight high rep workouts.

In summary, while heavy weights are commonly associated with muscle building, low weight high rep training can also be a viable approach, particularly for beginners and those prioritizing muscular endurance. By lifting weights to near-failure and maintaining proper form, individuals can effectively stimulate muscle growth and achieve their fitness goals through high rep resistance training.

Is it Better to Do Higher Reps or Lower Reps?

Determining whether it's better to focus on higher reps or lower reps during your workouts ultimately hinges on your individual fitness objectives and preferences. The choice between these two approaches should be guided by a clear understanding of your goals and how each rep range aligns with them.

If your main aim is to enhance muscular endurance, sculpt and tone your muscles, or bolster your cardiovascular fitness, incorporating higher reps into your training routine can be advantageous. Higher rep sets, typically consisting of 12 or more repetitions per set, are effective at inducing metabolic stress and promoting muscular endurance. By performing a greater number of repetitions with lighter weights, you can challenge your muscles over an extended period, ultimately improving their ability to sustain effort over time.

Conversely, if your primary focus is on maximizing strength gains and increasing muscle size, lower reps with heavier weights are generally favored. Lower rep sets, typically ranging from 1 to 6 repetitions per set, prioritize mechanical tension and neural adaptations, facilitating improvements in strength and power. Lifting heavier weights for fewer repetitions recruits more muscle fibers, leading to greater gains in muscle mass and overall strength.

It's important to note that neither higher reps nor lower reps are inherently superior to the other; rather, their efficacy depends on how well they align with your specific fitness goals. Incorporating a combination of both higher rep and lower rep training into your regimen can provide a well-rounded approach to achieving overall fitness and performance objectives. Experimenting with different rep ranges, adjusting training variables, and listening to your body's response can help you determine the most effective strategy for reaching your desired outcomes.

Conclusion

In conclusion, both high reps and low reps have their advantages and can be effective for muscle building when incorporated strategically into a comprehensive training program. Whether you prioritize muscular endurance, strength, or hypertrophy, selecting the appropriate rep range depends on your individual goals and training preferences. Experiment with different rep schemes, listen to your body, and adjust your training accordingly to optimize your results.

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whatiwant7 · 3 months

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meticulous-tendencies · 1 year

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typical monday meal prep. made seasoned rice, bok choy, and chicken. later in the week i’ll make some fried rice w high protein tofu from trader joe’s. also got 3lbs of kiwi for lunches this week 😋

feeling beefy today, weighed in at 142.2 lbs. not gaining as much as I want but also not losing so that’s great. plus my lifts have been going well and my muscles are growing so I know I’m on the right track 😊

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pansyperrish · 4 months

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ive been restricting and burning at least 300, average probably 500 cals, and the number on the scale isn’t moving at all 🙃

#tw ed diet #tw ana diary #like I know that could be water weight #muscle gain #so many different things but holy shit #it also probably hasn’t been very long since i really started focusing on it again but stillllllll please can i have instant results??

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baragonspleasurebarge · 2 years

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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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