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Heres some more stories i've found on an old cd from 2003. FUN TIME : A CHRONIVAC ENTRY Jeff Got his package in the mail, and opened it. He noticed the USB cable so he hooked the device up to his PC. When he installed the program the Device came to life. each of the 10 displays lit up The Computer screen read Please configure, Choose 10 options. There were a list of options Jeff looked through them, and choose a few that sounded interesting. Nationality, Age, gender, height, breasts, weight, chest, waist, hips, and legs. The Screen flashed configuration complete. in the 10 slots appeared the options Jeff had chosen and a number beneath that read 000 on all the slots. He unplugged the devicedand examined it. Along with the 10 options there were 4 other buttons off/on, Save, undo, and Unaware. The off and on Button and the Unaware button both had LED's ABOVE them to show status. Both lights were on. Jeff pushed all of the option buttons but nothing happened. He heard a door slam and his little Sister walked in passing in front of him and went into the kitchen. The Device came to life, the word 'Scanning" came on then, all the option boxes changed from 000's to proper values. 'Holy shit it works.' NOW what. On all the values, Jeff found something fun. It had height, weight, hair colour, body hair amount, penis length and thickness and other stuff that he scrolled by on his computer. Well detailed, and many options. And when he looked around on Chronivac, he found packages, transform packages. A small forum for those who got the program, a display on how it would look before changing and links to transform packages sites. "Jeff, I'm gonna tell mom you do strange things, she's gonna get mad at you. And what's that Chronivac?...'Transform for fun'...bad slogan..." She tripps away and then close the door. After a short while Jeff hears the voice of his irritating sister screaming for mom. Luckily she wasn't at home, and he could easily uninstall it and put away the CD somewhere safe. He sighs, and then look at the screen with a excited face and red chins. Then he found one site that really got his interest. 'Chronivac transforming central', with alot of packages to download. He had thought about small changes on his body, but he didn't understand the menus and the program recommended the packages for beginners. But which one should he choose...animal transformations..furry transform...muscle...ageing...hairyness...mythical transformations...it had it all. He runs quickly to his door and locks it and then return to the screen and shoves his chair closer to the screen and lays his hands the computer mouse. And which category should he take? Jeff looked them over and quickly chose the hairy package. At 16, Jeff was jealous of all those guys at his school who were growing facial hair. Ben still didn’t have any, much less any real body hair. Sure he had hair under his armpits and in his groin, but there wasn’t much. Jeff even knew guys younger than him with sideburns! He knew this machine could solve his problems. Hell, he could turn himself into the hairiest guy in his school! After he clicked it, a window appeared on the screen, showing that the package was downloading. Then a little text box opened: "Welcome to chronovac center, and thank you for selecting one of our special packages... The Hairy Package is specially designed for Boys or Men who want more hair on their body..." Jeff was getting excited. "The package includes different degrees of hairiness, as well as special associated options such as hair color and type. This very special package also comes with 6 other non-hair-related options, such as: Voice pitch, height, weight, muscularity, apparent age and genital size. (Note: all special options come with certain restrictions, to download them without these restrictions, go to our website)(This package is intended for males only, women are not suggested to use this package)" "Sweet!" Jeff exclaimed. Then the download was done. "That was fast" he said. He then took his chronovac from the computer and quickly looked up his package. "Hairy package" appeared, and he selected it. Male/age: 16/hairyness-index: 3/weight: 134/height: 5’9” This sat atop the screen. Underneath this was a long bar which indicated the hairiness index. it read: ________________________________________________________________________________ 1_2_3_4_5_6_7_8_9_10_11_12_13_14_15_16_17_18_19_20_21_22_23_24_25_26_27_28_29_30 1) Little or no Body hair 3) Some pubic and auxiliary hair 5) Some leg hair 7) Medium thickness of public and auxiliary hair/medium leg hair (teenager/Caucasian) 10) Some hair on abdomen/some facial hair/medium leg hair 12) Medium thickness of public and auxiliary hair/facial hair/substantial leg hair (adult/Caucasian) 13) Substantial abdominal hair/some chest hair/full facial hair/substantial auxiliary hair. 15) Medium chest hair (adult/Caucasian) 17) Substantial Chest hair/very substantial leg hair/ more than average facial hair 19) Very substantial Chest hair/some back hair/ 21) Very substantial chest hair/substantial back hair 23) Substantial shoulder hair/very substantial back hair/full body hair (!!!NOTE!!! These indicators do not cover all the body hair changes. Arm hair and eyebrow thickness, as well as the speed of growth will all be changed with an increase in overall hairiness. Changes may vary from person to person. Changes are permanent) (Note: this does not cover men with male pattern baldness, nor will this option cure male pattern baldness)" Underneath that was a set of individual changes that could be made separately. These options were chest hair, arm pit hair, facial hair...etc. But Jeff wanted all of them, so underneath was the box that read: "Desired body hair (index number): " Jeff looked back at the bar and typed in... Jeff wanted it all. He wanted to have chest hair, and he wanted to be able to grow a full beard if he wanted to, and he wanted to be just hairy enough to feel manly, but not too hairy to feel like an ape. He envied all those guys who had stubble on their faces after only a day of not shaving, it wasn’t fair to him that he still had nothing to shave. But this was perfect. Then Jeff pressed enter on the chronovac. Suddenly, he got a funny sensation. An odd tingling overcame his body, especially on his stomach and legs. Jeff realized that it was working and quickly took of his shirt to examine the changes. Nothing seemed to appear yet. So Jeff stood up out of his seat and began to take off his pants. Soon he was standing there in only his boxers staring eagerly at his body, waiting for the hair to sprout. He felt an itching around his crotch. When he pulled his boxers open he could already see that the hair down there was already thickening and darkening. "Whoa" he said to himself. Then his legs started itching. He walked to the bathroom, though the hallway mirror all the while he was scratching his legs. Yet he was self conscious not to be caught like this. He peeked around the door just before he left the privacy of that room before walking into the hallway. He went to into the bathroom quickly and closed the door, locking it. There he stood in front of the mirror, Nothing still on his chest or stomach, but it did itch. His legs were noticeably thicker. "Dude!" he said to himself as he examined his armpit, shocked at how thick it was growing. He looked down again, nonchalantly scratching his navel, now he noticed something. Hair! finally appearing there beneath his navel, starting to thicken, darken. It was soft and short, the hairs very thin and barely visible at first, but they were quickly becoming more and more visible. Soon, he was able to see a well-established "happy trail", yet it was still somewhat faint in the mirror. That wasn’t all, simultaneously, hair began spreading up his stomach, reaching past his navel. Thickening. Then Jeff realized that it had become more noticeable in the mirror, that dark line of hair, in fact, it was clear as day. Jeff was ecstatic. Then, as he stared down, Jeff began to notice something else different. Hair was starting to appear around his nipples. Little thin dark brown hairs were surrounding them. Jeff scratched his chest, and as he did so, he swore he could see tiny hairs sprout from it. Those tiny hairs we're growing fast though, and all that time he spent staring at his chest, he didn’t even notice how thick the hair on his stomach was becoming. It almost covered his entire stomach now. It was more than visible in the mirror, and he thought how odd he looked, being so hairy. He didn’t recognize his own body. Meanwhile, Jeff was also scratching his chin, and the rest of his face. He quickly leaned over to the mirror to watch for changes on his face. Sure enough, little brown hairs were appearing on his upper lip and chin. As well as the slight sign of sideburns. Jeff watched closely, closer than ever as the hairs began to spread and thicken. They were lengthening too, growing longer. When Jeff finally looked at himself again in the mirror he was amazed, his face had hair on it! He had grown a little brown moustache, some light sideburns and a little under his chin. Jeff was still scratching his chest... Jeff moved back from the mirror to get a look at his body. He was shocked. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of his chest for more than a few seconds, but the change was more than drastic. Thick brown chest hair had grown in between his little pecs, and the hair was even starting the spread onto them. The hairs around his nipples were much more noticeable. Jeff could see the hair on his chest even while standing feet away from the mirror. Not to mention the abundant amount of hair that had grown and was still growing on his stomach. "This is weird" he thought to himself, while moving his hands slowly though the massive happytrail on his abs. he felt more masculine, that was for sure. As he looked down, he noticed his arms were different, they were more hairy, a lot more hairy. They looked like a man's in that sense. His forearms were still thin, but they were definitely changed. His jaw, looking back in the mirror, was now covered with thin brown downy hair. He rubbed his hands on it. It felt soft and small, while he now had a rather pronounced goatee. His moustache had grown so thick, and it had spread all the way down to the hair on his chin, as well as connecting to the hair sprouting just underneath his lips. "This is so awesome" he muttered to himself, overcome with intense excitement. Looking back at his chest was again, shocking. The hair was spreading, now at a more rapid pace, across the top of his chest and over his pecs. In the mirror he saw a thick mass of hair under his arms, and watched intently as his chest hair began to spread towards his pits. He was amazed at the rate it was now growing, far faster than before, He placed his hand upon his chest towards the base of his neck, high on his chest and felt the hairs thickening and growing underneath his hand. This was beyond amazing, it was surreal. He removed his hand to see a patch of hair quickly moving up towards his neck, thickening all the while. Soon a little tuft appeared on the base of his neck, then the hairs started up again, on their seemingly endless march upwards. His neck was soon covered with those soft downy brown hairs that had overtaken his jaws and his chin, now it was starting to grow on his cheeks as well. He noticed how thick his sideburns had become, as he stood there, Hell, he had grown a full beard now. More than a beard, actually, a beard that connected to his chest hair. His chest, as he stared wide eyed at it, was now transformed into a mass of brown swirling hair. it was like nothing he'd ever imagined. He ran his fingers though it, admiring it and loving every moment of it. He stood back a bit in the mirror and admired his new hair. His chest hair now fully covered the front side of his body, fully connected to his neck, his stomach, and his armpits, where hair was bulging out all over. "I’m a freaking animal" he said aloud. He looked down at his hands. Hair had appeared everywhere, all over his arm, thick and full, extending well past his wrists. Nothing could hide his hairiness now. he looked at his face. How old he looked with a beard. He looked very manly, but odd. It seemed strange seeing how young he was, having a full hairy middle-age-man-sized beard. He noticed also how thick his eyebrows had grown. Thick and heavy. He looked darker, more masculine with all this new hair. He was so impressed by it, he loved every bit of it. Jeff pulled his T-shirt back on. It couldn’t possibly cover how hairy he was now. The thick tuffs of hair overwhelming the collar of his shirt. Plus his beard! As manly as he felt, he didn’t like his beard. It was too much. He thought, it didn’t make him look so, handsome, or at least like he wanted. All he wanted were some good, solid sideburns. But he got much, much more than that. "Man, I need to shave" he said. But this presented a problem. He owned no razor, and the only one in the house was upstairs in his dad's bathroom. But he didn’t want to go up there looking like this... What if his sister saw him? He needed to think of a way to sneak past her. "Good thing dad isn’t home,” he said quietly. He gave himself a final look in the mirror, overcome with the excitement of a possible first shave, he opened the door and ran up the stairs, still in his boxers.... Jeff heard his sister opening the upstairs bathroom door and quickly ran back down the stairs and back into his room, locking the door behind him. His sister pounded on his door and said she was going over to her friend Sue’s house. Jeff knew she wasn’t supposed to, but he could always say later that she had left without his knowing. His sister was taking her time about leaving so Jeff looked at the Chronovac options again. Something came over Jeff. His mind sort of went blank as he adjusted the hair settings by three to 21 and made some adjustments to mental attitude, height, muscularity, male endowment, weight, eye color and hair color. After making the adjustments Jeff hit the ‘preview’ button and saw before him a man that looked much like his father, with a full chestnut beard. Jeff without thinking hit the enter key. Jeff heard his sister leave and in the next instant was wracked with growing pains. He felt sick to his stomach as if he’d been kicked in the groin. Jeff fell on his bed and curled up into the fetal position as he changed. His clothes ripped as he grew to over 6 feet. His body grew very muscular, but he also gained fat that rounded out the muscle and gave him a slight beer belly. All over his body coarse dark brown hair grew, his back became as hairy as his front and his beard thickened and grew full and high on his cheeks. His eyes changed to a light hazel, but Jeff didn’t notice as his brain was on fire and his body alternately ached and twitched in pain. Between his legs, Jeff’s cock grew longer and thicker and his balls became twice the size the had been. Jeff’s moans of pain became deeper as his voice changed. Finally the changes stopped. Jeff’s pains ceased and in the peace that followed, Jeff fell asleep. Thirty minutes later, Jeff awoke. He was very curious to see what he looked like. Jeff walked over to the full length mirror and was amazed at the fully grown man that looked back at him. He was clearly a twenty three to twenty five year old version of his own father in looks with a full thick medium length beard. He had as much body hair his dad and he knew that dad didn’t have this much at twenty five. The mental adjustments he had set on the Chronovac were for maturity, responsibility and confidence. Jeff looked at his slightly chunky muscular form that was a match of his father’s middle aged body, except he was more muscular and of course, younger. Jeff looked at his broader face and decided that his new beard merely enhanced his looks. It did need to be trimmed though, as it was a bit too bushy. Removing the remnants of the clothing still hanging on his body, Jeff unlocked his door and padded up to the bathroom naked. After trimming his beard and shaving the front of his neck, Jeff stepped into the shower. Jeff toweled off and went to his dad’s room to find clothes that would fit. Jeff dressed in a flannel shirt, jeans and an extra pair of his dad’s tennis shoes. He went down stairs, turned on the television and nodded while watching. The changes had sapped his energy. Three hours later the phone rang and woke Jeff. His sister left a message saying she was going to sleep over at her friend’s house. About the same time she hung up, Jeff’s dad walked through the door. Jeff was just getting up from the recliner. His dad looked at Jeff in confusion and said… The Chronovac had a built in feature that alterted the surrondings, according to the changes. Jeff is now his father's younger brother, staying in for the week. Jeff has all the old memories of his past life, but comes with a new, more manly, more laid back personailty. "Hey, how's it going?" "Uh... Hi Steve!" Jeff, now Billy says in a deep baritone that takes him aback for a second, "I thought you'd be at work still." "I decided to burn a couple of hours vacation and get off early. You wanna beer or something?" Jeff's now 'older brother' says as he makes his way to the kitchen. "Yeah, sure!" Billy says and his mind fills with the memories of knocking back a few with Steve and their dad just last summer. His sister Courtney, now niece, playing with some friends at the picnic. "So where's Courtney?" Steve says as he hands his younger, hairier brother a Sierra Nevada pale ale. "Oh, she's uh..." Billy pauses because he doesn't quite remember if he was supposed to let Courtney go to a friend's house. "Forget where you left her bro?" Steve says with a grin. "Nah, just forgot the name of her little friend, the blond kid, wazzhername... Sue! That's it!" Billy covers quickly. "It's OK, Isn't it? I mean I walked her over and she can stay the night, right?" "Yeah, Sue's folks are responsible. She's in good hands." Steve says and takes another swig of his beer. "So, what say we order a pizza or something? Is Richard gonna be here later?" "Richard?" Billy says. "Don't tell me you broke up with Richard! You guys were all serious about your commitment ceremony, is that off or something?" Steve says with a somewhat puzzled look on his face. "Uh... No... We’re OK..." Billy says, searching his memories for Richard and suddenly those memories are supplied. A tall, beefy guy about Steve's age with a thick salt and pepper beard and hair from bushy eyebrows to toes fills Billy's mind and all the things he's been doing with Richard in the bedroom for the last two years as well. Billy blushes and simultaneously gets a raging hard on. "Uh, Billy, you're drooling again." Steve says. "What's with you? Are you feeling sick?" "Uh, No. I'm fine; I'm just a little tired is all." Billy says and takes several long pulls on his beer. "So is Richard coming by later, should I get an extra pizza and some salad?" Steve says. "Yeah, Richard will be here around seven or so, he'll spend the weekend here and then we'll go home." Billy says and his mind is racing to remember if he accidentally hit the wrong button on the sexual orientation menu of the Chronivac. Obviously he did and now he honestly wouldn't change it if he could. Richard is a kind and loving man and it is apparent that his brother Steve and their father have no problem with Billy being gay. "Great!" Steve says, "I haven't seen much of you two since you got engaged. It'll be nice to have you guys here for the weekend. I'm gonna call up the pizza place." "OK. Hey, I'm gonna go work on something in the guest bedroom, do ya mind?" Billy says. "No, Bro, I'll just watch some TV. Nap if you need to, I'll wake you when Richard gets here." Steve says. Billy, closing the door behind him, Billy is a little surprised to see that his room when he was Jeff is now a guest bedroom. He moves over to the Chronivac looks at the options he chose carefully and finds that with all the other permanent selections, he had inadvertently selected gay. Well, that was just fine with him, he and Richard were quite happy, but perhaps there were some modifications he could prepare for Richard when he got here. Richard was a big furry bear of a man and that really turned Billy on, but perhaps a little more muscle, a little more height and a little more endowment wouldn't hurt. Billy rubbed his crotch as he made the selections for his mate... ========== me too Little did Billy know that his personality changes weren't quite over yet..... Mabye HE could be a little fatter, and a little more muscular too.... The last of Billy's personality changes kicked in just about the time he finished with Richard's modifications. Billy checked over the stats before concentrating on some further modifications for himself. Richard was 6'1"; Billy modified him to 6'6". Richard was work-hardened muscled; Billy modified him to weight lifter. Billy was fond of the 'body builder' look; he loved rippling ,pumped muscle like the 'strong men' contestants had. Richard had a somewhat thin 10" cock; Billy modified it to 14" with THICK with heavy, large low hanging balls. He further modified Richard's prostate gland to 'Excessively Over Productive' knowing that Richard would love to 'piss come' into Billy's mouth or ass. Richard was already hairy enough. On the Chronivac scale he'd used earlier to bump his own fur level to a 21, Richard was about a 24. He was a healthily furred Bear. Next, he changed Richard's personality. Richard was a kind, gentle and loving partner and Billy appreciated that, but in the bedroom he was a little too 'bottom' for Billy. Billy needed a 'Poppa Bear'. He modified Richard's personality to 'Considerate Top Bear' and his kink level to 'Adventurous' knowing that this would preserve Richard's kind and loving nature, but make him more aggressive and willing to try some light kink in bed. Finally, Billy modified Richard's favored mode of dress to denim and leather, selected the option for 'Clothes Modified to Other Changes' so Richard wouldn't need to buy more clothes and 'Memory Modified to Suit Changes' so that he wouldn't remember being changed. His work on Richard was done! Now all that remained was for Richard to walk into the room and a private moment or three. Billy saved the modifications and then returned to his own specs. Billy was well muscled, but he knew Richard would like him to gain just a bit more bulk. Billy increased his bulk to 'Professional Wrestler'; not the pretty-boy type muscle but thick fireplug beef, somewhat like the Rick and Scott Stiener wrestling team had way back when. The personality changes he’d already experienced made Billy desire a little more fat on his well-muscled frame. He also knew that Richard loved the little beer belly he already had. Billy increased his fat weight by 20 pounds. Nothing that would really hurt his health, but it would give him a nice bit of padding and it would drive Richard wild to plough his ass now. He could rub Billy's belly as he fucked him and feel all that muscle under the soft fat layer. Finally, Billy changed his cock size. He didn't want to be as big as his 'Daddy' would be, but he wanted a little more than his recently modified 8 inches. Billy settled on 12- 1/2" and as thick as Richard's new size to be. Billy modified his ball size to 'Bull Balls' and his prostate to 'Over Productive'. Finally, Billy increased his IQ, an option he wished he'd thought of earlier. Billy was no slouch at an IQ of 135, but increasing it to 160 would definitely have some benefits. Billy modified his personality to 'Willing Bottom Cub'. He finally selected 'Clothes Modified to Other Changes', so that he wouldn't be naked when he finally left the room, and selected the 'Flannel and denim Cub' as favored dress mode. With those modifications made, Billy undressed and hit the button and the process of transformation began. This time, because they were minor modifications, it wasn't nearly as painful and removing his clothing prior to transformation was something he hadn't thought of before. The modifications to his brain and personality were having a strange effect on Billy. It was an almost psychedelic experience but that lasted a very brief three minutes. He felt his body expanding and there was some pain. The process only took 10 minutes, but as before, it made Billy tired. He lay naked on the queen sized guest bed and fell asleep. Thirty minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Steve said Richard had just pulled into the driveway and the pizza and salads had just arrived. Richard opened the bedroom door and Billy was waiting. He hit the button on the Chronivac with the options he'd programmed for Richard. Richard shut the door and instantly fell to his knees, doubled over in pain. "What have you done to me!" Richard moaned in his deep voice. The usual soft rumble of Richard's voice stolen by pain. He fell, dropping his cigarette on the floor. Billy knelt and bent over his lover, picked up the cigarette and stroked his lover's furry neck and petted his beard lovingly. "It's OK, Honey, it will be over soon and you'll like it, I promise." Billy said. Billy began stroking his cock as he watched his big furry Bear undergo the amazing transformation. Watching his lover transform was very erotic for Billy. There was a knock at the door. "Is everything alright in there guys?" Steve said. "It's OK Bro!" Billy said in his deep baritone. "Richard is just saying hello." Richard moaned in a way that sounded like pleasure and Billy saw Richard rub his crotch through his jeans. "OK... I'll just start on the pizza, help yourselves when you’re... Er... Done." Steve said and Billy could clearly hear the embarrassment in his voice. Richard, through his spasms, looked up into Billy's face and said.... An Hour later, they went downstairs and enjoyed their pizza. Needless to say, Billy and Richard were enjoying thier "upgrades". Then three teens came in the door, his niece, her friend, and a smaller boy. They were all good friends, although it looked like the boy was much younger. After they went upstairs to play, Steve explained that Mark, the young boy, was actually in the same age and grade. He did get picked on a lot becasue he was a late bloomer. Billy knew what he had to do- give the kid more confidence and more laid-back....and also, get him to be equal in terms of his peers. He went into the guest bedroom, and pulled up the stats 14/5'0/90 Pounds First, the Chronovac would put everyone in the house into a trance while it adjusted reality. First, it would work on his mind, making him to be rough and a little aggressive, but not cruel. Also, he was a straight A student, but to make some more firiends, he would decrease his IQ a LITTLE - just so he could start to use slang and feel comfortable around others. Being a extrovert was a must. Then the bodliy changes, he would no longer be a late bloomer- catching up EXACTLY to all his classmates. Finally, his haircut and clothes and other secondary things would chage. He pressed Enter....

(Note, like a lot of my stories, the people in this are based on real people, at least in the beginning. I adjusting names and certain details to make the story more interesting, but I need to give credit where it is due. Let me know what you all think) Stewart and Henry were a married couple. Fortunately for me, their relationship was open, and they enjoyed inviting other guys to play with them. I was only an Italian-American college grad 20 something, kinda lanky, curly-haired and gangly, but 6'2" tall. While I'd been fascinated by twinks in high school and athletes in college, something about the settled, strong, somewhat chubby bodies and easy demeanor of Stewart and Henry drew me. Stewart was Irish-Scottish-American, and worked in some sort of number crunching company. He had bright, twinkling hazel eyes and buzzed hair and a round baby face with a boyish grin and stubble on his lips and chin. He was only about 5'7" tall, but he had a 7 inch long, thin dick that loved attention. His body was also nicely hairy all over, but his fair skin was marred by eczema, and though he said it was about the best it had ever been, he really loved it when I massaged him with the lotion to sooth his discomfort. I admit I was initially surprised, but once he explained the condition and I saw how much he loved being touched I thought of him as a lovable teddy bear, and several times I drove over to their townhouse just to massage him while he watched TV. Stewart's hairy body was fun to touch and play with, and he was very sensual. After a lifetime of being unable to touch anyone for fear of being seen as too gay, I loved caressing him. Stewart was also the more openly horny and the one who was more talkative, and it was he who initially invited me over when we were chatting on Adam4Adam. He liked trashy tv shows and dramas, and he also liked me. Henry was Cambodian-American, and worked as a manager for a mental health company. He had taken his husband's last name, and I was a bit in awe of him. He stood a bit taller than his husband at 5'11" and his body, though soft and smooth, was somewhat stronger from helping the orderlies care for patients. His dark brown eyes seemed to look deep, and he didn't talk much, but he would chat with me on facebook when his busy schedule allowed, and he was always polite and gentle. His skin was a rich bronze, and mostly smooth, except around his loins. His hair was longer than his husband, but only enough to flop neatly on his head, though he sometimes buzzed the sides and back. His dick was thicker than Stewart's, and its shape was sexier, too. Where Stewart got off quickly, Henry liked to take his time with me, both of us cuddling and caressing each other, stroking and sucking and and holding each other as we came, and then cuddling and making out afterwards. Sometimes, while Stewart would get off early and go clean up, Henry and I would spend longer and longer periods in bed, making out and exploring each other's bodies. I admit, if I found Stewart cute and playful and fun to take care of, I yearned for time spent with Henry. He was usually busy, though, and so I became more a friend to Stewart than a friend with benefits to both of them. One evening, though, Henry was working on something while Stewart and I reclined on the couch with his lotion, and while burly Cambodian was usually silent when he had a project, tonight he seemed especially focused on his laptop and some odd device, which looked like a combination of a tablet and a stereo and a whisk. "What's going on," I asked in a whisper to Stewart, who shrugged, and murmured back, "Some sort of mental health psychosomatic reinforcement subliminal message projector thing... there've been a few rowdy patients at Henry's job lately, and he's been trying to invent something to help them make breakthroughs, lower addiction symptoms, etc... doesn't seem to be working too well, if his temper is any indication. Poor guy has been beating himself up over trying to make it work, but I think his coworkers have written it off as a lost cause already. But the good news is he's made some progress on other stuff. He found a new experimental skin cream for me... it's supposed to work wonders... want to try it out?" I smiled. Stewart is cute when he wants something, though his condition can't be comfortable. "Sure thing... but let me wash my hands first... maybe make your husband take a break and start you on it," I reply as I get up, go to the restroom, and, out of habit, close and lock the door. It's not that I'd mind if either of them barged in on me if I was doing things far more private than washing hands, but it's just one of my quirks. Through the door, I heard the following: "Henry, hon, could you at least get me started before Mikey gets back?" "Ugh... I'll need to wash my hands afterwards if I'm going to be working on this piece of junk, but yeah, I could use a break, babe. I swear it is picking up kinky porn channels or something instead of projecting anything. If I could just find the right medium, I'm sure it'd work. Even now it is just loading." "You'll get it right eventually, hon." "Thanks babe. Oof... this jar is sealed tight." "C'mon, big guy, you're really strong... you can open it." "Grrr... I'll show you strong, sexy... finally!" I heard Stewart's mild, teasing applause, then, a moment later, "Ooo... thanks... that feels good, hon." "Yeah, it is nice and smooth... kinda tingly, though, mayb-" Henry was interrupted by a sudden electronic hum, which continued for several minutes. I was a little unnerved by their sudden silence, turned the sink off, and called out, "Guys, you ok?" In unison, both Stewart and Henry nearly moaned, "We ok," their voices sounding strangely flat over the continuing mechanical buzz. I finished drying my hands, opened the door and stood there in shock. Stewart and Henry were frozen in place, the new skin cream smeared over Henry's hands and Stewart's belly. But the skin cream was glowing with a strange golden light, and both men's expressions were blank. It was like they were awaiting something. At the same time, the device Henry had been working on was vibrating, the whisk-part shaking as electric arcs danced between the metal frame. I went over to examine the screen and saw the following message: Medium for personality and physiology alteration found. Connection made... suggestion waves interfacing with subject(s) physiology. Subject 2 has dermal errors... Medium can make repairs with heightened stimulation. Authorize? Y/N? I thought for a moment. Should I do this? Would it really help Stewart's skin? What if it made things worse? How long would this effect last? I took a deep breath, and typed "Y" The device flashed, and the gel flowed over Stewart, coating him entirely. I rushed over to try and pull it off his face, but in a moment, it seemed to have sunk into his skin, save for a few globs in the jar and on Henry's hands. But Stewart started to moan and lean back out of his husband's touch, running his hands over his body and writhing in what looked like pleasure on the couch. "Yeah... oh baby, yeah, yeah, I've never felt this good... fuck yeah!" he cried out. He opened his eyes and locked them with mine. "Mikey, fuck me, please fuck me, I need to get fucked! Fffffuck!" he growled out and yanked off his shirt, exposing his shoulders. I thought for a brief moment that he had snapped out of his earlier trance, but his eyes, though heavy lidded and sex-driven, were still unfocused. I noticed, though, that his skin seemed slightly more clear than before. I made up my mind. "Ok Stewart, I'll fuck you... pants off," I command, pulling off my clothes as I spoke. Something about Stewart seemed stronger, more alluring. No more the cute, sympathetic pup, now, physically tearing his pants and briefs off his legs and revealing a surprising bulge, long and slim and hardening. His neck and arms and chest all seemed thicker, more fire plug powerful, but he also seemed an inch taller. "Fuck yeah, Mikey! Only it's Stu, fuck, not Stewart. Stewart's a dweeb's name, and I'm... fuck... I'm all man." He really was changing before my eyes. His neck was thicker, and his biceps were flexing as he growled and cursed. I was surprised to see a tribal tattoo forming on his arms and shoulders, and his hair seemed to be reshaping into a military high and tight. His facial stubble was thickening. As I positioned myself, I noticed that Henry was still frozen in place, his eyes locked on the empty air where Stewart... Stu... had been when they first froze. But his pants are noticeably bulging, as if he can sense what is going on and can't help but be aroused. I took a deep breath, and slid into... Stu's hole. He felt tight, and he was flexing, his bulky body showing hard muscle underneath a daddylike meat. His cock flopped onto his gut, which was starting to show roid-abs, and he moaned loud and long, his voice deeper as his chest and neck muscles started to swell. His sweat smelled muskier, deeper somehow. I was finding myself lost in his body, seeing how responsive he was to each thrust of my dick. Then I noticed that he was actually getting a bit taller with each thrust. Where Stewart's rash had been, Stu only had flushed skin from the lust he was experiencing. His eyes were rolling back in his head, and nothing but profanity spilled from his now bearded lips as a newborn daddy hunk who lay on the couch beneath me. Eventually, I heard the device beep, and it seemed to trigger Stu's responses. He roared out, "Oh fuck... oh goddamn fucking FUCCCCKKKKKK!" Cum splattered from his dick and across his bulky, hairy chest muscles, and he seemed to pass out in a sexually satisfied stupor. I pulled out, but he didn't seem to notice, just began to snore. I noticed that his cum was soaking into his skin just like the lotion had, though. I went over to the device to see what it had to say about the situation, and saw the following message displayed: Medium for Personality and Physical Alteration suitable. Subject 2 responded extremely well. Save (rename) - Subject 2: __________ I began to type "Stu" into the blank, but autocorrect finished for me and saved him as "Stud." Searching databases... "Stud" qualities applied. Details downloaded from 34,768 pornographic films (see list). Increasing sex drive. Lowering inhibitions. Seeking open relationships or opportunities to spread genetic material. Intelligence shifting from academic to physical and socially and sexually driven. Subject 2 saved as "Stud." "Oh geez... I hope that doesn't make things worse." I mumble to myself, before the device beeped again. I looked to the screen and saw a new message. Medium for personality and physical alteration insufficient. Please apply greater quantities of the medium to Subject 1's epidermis. Failure to do so promptly could result in brain damage from extended halted mental operations. I looked at Henry, and saw that drool was starting to spill from his lips. "Oh geez oh geez oh geez," I yelped as I grabbed some dishwashing gloves from the sink to avoid getting any of the stuff on me, and yanked open Henry's button down shirt to expose as much of his golden skin as possible. I took the jar from his hand and began slathering the lotion onto his body, watching as it glowed brilliantly under the stimulation of the device's signals. When I'd practically emptied the container, I dropped, it, pulled off the gloves so they landed on Henry's bare feet, and returned to the device, where I was relieved to see a new message waiting for me. Medium for personality and physical alteration found. Connection made... suggestion waves interfacing with subject(s) physiology. Subject 1 experienced mild brain damage. Repairs must be made to allow continued functioning. Authorize? Y/N? Without hesitation I pressed Y. I wanted Henry safe and whole. The device flashed again, and the gel coated all of Henry's body, remaining for longer than it had on Stewart before sinking into the bronzed Cambodian skin. Henry showed signs of life, animating and moaning low and loud. Unlike his husband, he didn't say any words... in fact, it seemed like he was acting far more primal and animalistic than Stewart had. He began to growl, deep in his throat and belly, and flex his muscles... which were beginning to pump and swell, making his remaining clothes look that much tighter. Veins seemed to swell in his neck and torso, as if pumping with the gel. His gut seemed to be pushing towards me, but "roid gut" abs were forming on its expanse as well. Henry's shoulders seemed to be getting broader, and his breathing was louder as the changes swept through his body (and presumably his mind). His neck was getting thicker, more bull-like, and I heard his spine crack as he began to get taller. Soon, he was approaching my height! Henry's clothes seemed smaller and smaller, but he took a step towards me, reaching out with hands that spasmed as a response to his arm muscles starting to grow. I felt those twitching, throbbing hands grab me... and push me aside! Instead of doing anything with me, like Stewart... or Stu, or Stud, I suppose... had, Henry went straight for his husband's passed out form on the couch. He bent his knees and flexed with a grunt, and began to flex more seriously. Shockingly, his muscles seemed to bulge and pump and swell even more! In a moment, his shirt had torn off his broad, veiny shoulders, revealing a body that had grown into the muscle, massive gut bulging under pillow-sized pecs capped with erect nipples. As his body continued to flex and expand, soon his pants too started to tear off... and perhaps in preparation for my visit, he hadn't been wearing underwear underneath. His cock, now a solid, massive monster, thick and vein-covered, flew up and smacked his belly as the tattered remnants of his old life fell to the floor. Even his socks ripped off his now bigger bare feet. The newly naked beast of a man wasted no time, leaning forward to bury his face and tongue between the cheeks of his husband's new hairy, unblemished muscle butt. I could hear loud slurping sounds as Henry... or the man who'd been Henry... began to rim Stu's stud ass with long strokes of his tongue. Stu began to moan and wake up. With a string of dialogue that I was starting to recognize from certain porn movies, Stu left no doubt about that. "Oh fuck, hon, you're so big! Look at those muscles... yeah, eat out that tight ass. Our little friend didn't fill me near enough. I need your big meat. Give it to me, hon... give me that. Huge. Fucking. Dick!" Henry complied. It was really hot to watch his body move, his head rising from his partner's hole, his hard dick, now almost as thick and long as my forearm, dripping precum as he lined it up, then placed his big hands on his husband's hairy shoulders and thrust inside the smaller man. The couch, a well-weighted thing that had withstood a lot, actually moved with the force, and Stu's language turned, if possible, even more profane. There was no effort to make sense, just variations on the theme of fucking in between gasps of breath with each thrust Henry made. Until Stu did something that changed things... he renamed Henry: "C'mon, Hank, stop holding back and pound me! FUCK!" Henry... or, I suppose, Hank, now... froze, despite Stu's extremely vocal complaints. "H-hank..." he moaned, his voice rough. "I-I'm H-Hank..." "Yeah, you are, HUNK, now fucking fucking FUCK ME!" yelled Stu. He probably shouldn't have said that. Henry's face seemed conflicted. "Hank... Hunk... Hank... Hunk... Hank... Hunk." As Stu continued to scream profanities, I moved forward, stood on tiptoe (for Henry had inched taller over the last minute or so), and murmured in his ear. "Some people call you Henry or Hank... or even Hunk." Henry's huge, muscular body stilled at my words. "I call you beautiful and powerful and genius and brilliant and sexy and the greatest man I know." Henry's body was shaking as his mind tried to accomodate all the changes it was undergoing at the words I spoke. "You're... Stu's... husband. A hard worker. Really gentle and strong and understanding at the same time. I wish I could call you mine." The world seemed to stop. Was I really going to do this? If I said the right thing, I could claim this mountain of a man for myself, maybe more deeply than anyone else ever would. But... if he didn't choose me, then his only interest in me would be flat and mechanical, right? It wouldn't be real. Henry deserved better than that. Hank deserved better than that. I deserved better than that. I thought for a minute to choose my words carefully, my mind made up, as I blocked out Stu's grumbles, I took a deep breath. "... but you're your own man." He seemed to shudder and sigh, and a smile moved across his lips as he nodded, seeming more at peace. Then, he abruptly returned to fucking his husband like it was the only thing that mattered. Henry... Hank... picked up Stu and started fucking him in mid-air, smooth lips against bearded ones. The harder and faster Hank thrust into his love, the more weight seemed to melt off him. Hank went from bulky to more powerfully built, with greater and greater definition. Cut muscles were revealed across his back and torso, and his ass showed incredible striation as his hips sped up. Sweat gleamed over his body as his huge biceps and powerful legs flexed, and, still sucking face, both men came. I could hear Stu cussing against his husband's kiss, though the words were muffled, and Hank's whole body just shuddered as they coated each other in their seed... which also seemed to melt into their flesh almost immediately. Both men then sank to the ground, wrapped in each other's embrace and drifted off to sleep again. I went over to the device, and found that it had overheated and died, its internal circuits fried sometime during the events of the evening, leaving it as a useless molten piece of junk. The lotion container that Stewart had needed was likewise entirely empty. I tried to clean up, but the guys wouldn't be moved from their spot on the carpet, so I settled in on the couch to be there for them when they woke up. Everything's different now. Stu and Hank (or Stud and Hunk, as they sometimes refer to themselves) have a voracious sexual appetite now, especially for each other. They're the only ones they can really cut loose with, since they are so much stronger and more durable than other men. That hasn't stopped them from pursuing careers as rising stars in the porn world. The public loves Stu's rough and tumble Daddy Bear style, and he's taken to the leather world as well. Meanwhile, at 7'3," Hank is one of the tallest, most powerfully built men out there, and he's seen as the strong, stoic type. Their old minds and memories are hazy at best, and Hank especially seems to be a completely new man. Their sex drives are through the roof, though, and they seem ready to try new things, so they've moved across the country to settle in to new lives where they won't have to encounter their old friends and family. I get a Christmas card each year from them, usually with palm trees and naked guys on it. And, of course, I have ordered every film they've starred in. Nobody knows what went wrong with the weird device and the gel. No one was ever able to replicate the same results with either product. The doctors gave each man a clean bill of health, but their psychiatrists said it might be years before they mentally and emotionally recover from the changes... if ever. They said that Henry and Stewart's nerves must've been hijacked by the malfunctioning device's signal through the medium of the gel, and through those nerves, the rest of their physiology was similarly affected. But doctors and shrinks became compromised after I found one worshipping both partners. It seemed that people just couldn't keep their hands off Hank and Stu... including Hank and Stu. When they left, they were both too into exploring their new muscles and minds that they spent an increasing amount of time having sex and exploring their changes. They didn't even say goodbye. As for me? I'm just living my life, just a normal guy who had a brush with greatness. I'm hoping someday, someone or someones will love me that much.