Colin at home

After the exciting subway ride from the city to his parent’s house in the country, Colin had found the usual Christmas celebrations a little bit dull now that he had the power to change the world around him however he wanted.

Sure, he’d had some fun on the day, but in honoring his mother’s wishes, he’d not been allowed his phone out while they were together as family. Sure, he could have amended that stupid rule using the Chronivac app, but he couldn’t bring himself to change his mom.

His brother in law, on the other hand, got a bit of an upgrade.

Colin found his brother in law really hard work. He was businessman with little interest outside of the board room. His sister was only with him for his money, and he was a complete snooze fest who felt the world should revolve around him.

After a torturous breakfast, Colin excused himself to “brush his teeth”. Entering his bedroom, he quickly opened his laptop and called up the Chronivac software. Within seconds he’d navigated to Nicholas and started working on him. He glanced down his stats and chose to change his name.

‘You were never a Nicholas man, too boring for ya, no – you’ve always been Nick”

He looked down at his age. ‘I always thought you were too old for my sis. She’s only 26 and you’re 35 you cradle snatcher. Let’s bring you down a decade’

He watched as Nick’s body started to lose its frown lines and started getting younger. There was a scream from Colin’s sister, and he realised he’d left world aware on and quickly clicked world unaware and applied it to the previous two changes.

He kept going, changing Nick’s black hair to blonde, his interests from board rooms and accounts, to comic book movies, sports and extreme sports. His job moved from businessman to professional model. He then had fun tweaking his brother in laws body to that of a professional model. His arse was a sight to behold.

He then made Nick completely fine with any guy or girl playing with his attractive body. They were welcome to squeeze whatever they liked, whenever they liked. And he toggled over to his sister and made her completely fine with it, in fact, everyone was fine with anyone playing with this stud - as long as they didn’t do anything too sexual. That was still for the marriage chambers. Colin still had some sanctity for that bond between his sister and brother in law.

Suffice it to say that Christmas dinner was much better than breakfast, particularly when the family post dinner games involved a game of strip poker and drinking shots off Nick’s impressive bod.

The tradition in Colin’s family was to take Boxing day morning as a very lazy one. No-one in the house moved until gone 12pm, and Colin was awake at 7am as usual.

Nothing to do, no-one to see, so what would he do with the time?

Of course, he’d open his laptop and start playing.

He looked around the sleepy country town and found a few people he could toy with. He explored the local bedrooms and improved a good number of cocks, decreased the fatties and bulked out anyone who he saw who was too skinny in his opinion. Most people were still in bed and so he searched wider a field. Until he spotted the police station. ‘It would be hot to play with a few cops to start the day’ he thought and clicked on the station. He could see all the different men and women who’d drawn the short straw and found themselves working long hours on boxing day.

He decided to select the police chief. A man in a deep blue uniform, 55 years old with quite a paunch and a balding head. Sargent Bruce Tucker was a man of principle and conviction. A man people didn’t mess with. He’d neglected his family as he was really married to the job, and his wife had left him, and his kids had strained relations with him. Professionally, he was respected as one of the best police chiefs in the state. Personally, he was lost in the same vacuum that many men find themselves in after chasing a career all their lives.

Colin could see all of this from his stats.

‘Ok Brucey boy, let’s get improving you. No longer 55, but police chief at 35.’ Bruce’s body lost years of concern and looked healthier, lithe and his complexion smoothed. ‘No longer fat, but a muscled beast, with particular attention to your arms, chest and arse’. And Colin watched the webcam like image of Bruce start to enlarge. His belly was the one thing reducing as his arms bulged with thick biceps, his pecs pushed out into massive pillows of firm flesh, and his arse bubbled out stretching his uniform until it caught up and amended to the bulk of this bodybuilder cop.

‘Let’s change your bio man. Your wife didn’t leave you because you worked too hard, but after years of trying to work through, you both realised that you were only interested in men sexually. You’re both still great friends and live in the same house as her and your kids. The agreement is that you hook up anywhere except the house, and they all love you man.’

A weight seemed to have lifted off Bruce Tucker, as he sat working at his desk, his face filled with contentment.

‘You’re a good looking son of a bitch too man, let’s make that jaw super sexy’. And Bruce’s jaw reshaped ‘your cheek bones, your nose, your forehead, hell you’re sexy as hell now man. Everyone wants you. Boy, you’re one hot stud, in fact let’s add a nick name here, you’re pals and colleagues all call you Bruce Tucker, the man making fucker due to the way you seduce the hottest and straightest guys into a night with you’

And Bruce’s reality came into being.

Colin spotted a good-looking intern working in the open office a few doors down from Bruce and decided to check him out. Don was an attractive gym goer who was testing the waters of police work through an internship program. He was straight and had a string of girlfriends who he enjoyed hooking up with. The thrill of juggling several girls as the ‘only one’ kept him hard every time.

This guy was full of himself, so Colin increased his muscle mass by 10% and slightly reshaped his face to make him overly attractive. He then gave him a mental prompt to wish Sarge a Happy Christmas.

Don got up naturally and headed to Sarge’s office. He knocked and heard the deep bassy voice of Sarge beckon him in.

“Happy Christmas Sarge, did ya have a good one?” Don confidently asked

“I sure did son, what’s your name again?’ Bruce knew Don’s name but enjoyed seeing the confident lad taken a back.

“D-Don sir”

“Well D-Don, have you brought me a present?”

Don looked suddenly shocked and annoyed that he hadn’t foreseen this

“N-no sir, I forgot it, it’s at home” he lied.

“Are you sure you’re not making it up boy?” Don went red

“No matter lad come over here. I’ve got a present for you” he said patting his crotch.

Don looked at the stallion before him. He’d never been made to feel like this before. He’d been belittled, and spoken down too, and he found himself aroused. He looked up at Sarge and saw a man dripping with sensuality.

He then saw what Sarge was inviting him to enjoy. A massive, growing bulge in his trousers. A thick piece of meat, a size like Don had never seen before.

“But sir, I…I.. don’t swing that way, and we’re at work.”

“O I find that all men are ready to swing my way boy, and you’re no different. Now come and let me play with your fine arse.”

Don couldn’t help himself. He walked over to Sarge who squeezed the 21 year olds worked globes and within a few minutes had straight sexy Don begging to take his pole deep in his mouth, and after 10 minutes of expert sucking (thanks to a few strokes of Colin’s fingers on his keyboard) Don then bent over and let Sarge fill him deep into his hidden cave of wonders.

Colin smiled, seeing the immense changes he’d made in both Sarge and Don. But it wasn’t only Bruce and Don who were getting down. He spotted a couple making out upstairs.

He navigated toward the room where the lovers were getting hot and sweaty, losing clothes and kissing everything.

A man called Frank, a well-built guy with a few nicely placed tats, was now showing off his hard-earned bod while Daisy was love biting his thick neck. She had her blouse undone and one full breast was hanging out of her lacey bra.

Colin was contemplating spicing up their inevitable sex by increasing Franks 7” cock and deepening Daisy’s hole, when he clicked on Daisy’s relationship and saw that she was married to another guy called James. When Colin clicked on James, he was taken aback by this handsome guy looking back at him through the invisible webcam camera. To his delight he saw that James was walking through the front doors of the station. While Frank and Daisy had been designated to work today, James had been given the day off. But he’d forgotten an important file needed sorting and was just popping in to finish a piece of work off. He thought he’d surprise his Mrs at work and maybe grab lunch together. He could invite his best friend too, knowing he was working today as well. That’s when Colin spotted a button he hadn’t seen before.

He hovered over this button and read the brief explanation of how it worked.

Grabbing his headset, he plugged it in, and clicked ‘possess’ mode.

He decided to fuck with the handsome man by speaking his own thoughts as if they were James’, and of course Colin would change the world around James to his desires. The thought of changing this sexy guy in sordid ways, sent a rush of blood to Colin’s dick, plumping it up and switching off a few of his inhibitions and moral compass.

As James entered the station, he nodded a greeting toward the chubby guy at the desk and he imagined the guy as a well-muscled cop rather than Mr Dunkin’ doughnuts over there. A weird thought that he’d never thought before, and then he watched as Dunkin’s body started reshaping. His great mass transforming into hard muscle in all the right places. Dunkin had no idea that he’d ever been a lard arse, as he bit into his protein bar.

James quickly moved on, of course he’d imagined that event and he wasn’t interested in guys anyway. Why had he thought such a weird thing about that guy?

He turned a corner and saw Jed, a particularly handsome ladies’ man filling up at the water cooler.

‘I wonder what Jed’s like to kiss?’ he thought to himself, well of course Colin had spoken this thought into his brain as a new idea. To James’ horror, as he went to pass Jed, Jed said, “Happy Xmas Jimmy boy” and pulled him into a passionate snog with plenty of tongue.

Jed felt his way down James’ back and squeezed his firm butt “man, I’m glad you never miss glute day”. And with a pinch of his arse, Jed got back to work.

Colin had of course made all these extra changes normal to everyone except James. As if he wasn’t going to be tortured enough by finding out about his wife. But Colin couldn’t help himself. This was so much fun.

James headed upstairs quickly, trying not to see anyone else. How could this be happening. Every time he saw a guy, he had a gay thought, and suddenly it came true.

He caught the eye of the IT guy, and thought he’d have had a better life as a tech minded jock, and no sooner had he thought it than he saw the guy bulk out, his confidence growing by the second.

He finally got to his buds office. He hesitated outside Frank’s office. What if he had a transforming gay thought about Frank, but he had to share this with his best bud.

So he opened the door and saw his wife spread eagle on the table taking Frank’s cock, and his best friend and wife’s faces covered in horror.

‘Hadn’t they locked that door?’ – Colin smirked, having unlocked it digitally.

“What the fuck Daisy, Frank. I… I…. don’t know what to say. You traitor’ he said boring his eyes into Franks soul “and you bitch, we’re married.” He stared at his life partner.

But before he could go any further Colin whispered a thought into James’ mind.

“What shall we transform Frank into? A skinny twink, a frat boy, a dumb criminal? 

We could make Daisy into a whore, or a doll, a poodle?’

Colin let James have more control “I think I’m going to just stay and watch for a bit” he said to the shocked pair, and he locked the door. Colin made some adjustments. He made James gay now, and increased the sadistic streak, while adding a need for these two to still be part of his life.

Frank started pulling out, but James looked sadistically, “No mate, you keep fucking my wife. Let’s make some changes while you do. Neither of you can help it, and both of you love it.”

With Daisy on the table and Frank standing at the table, taking her hard, James went up behind his naked friend.

“Man, you’ve been working out a lot haven’t you.” James started massaging Frank’s muscles. “I can make them smaller” and Frank continued thrusting into Daisy while watching in horror as his muscles diminished. “And I could make your cock tiny” Now Daisy was moaning at the lack of the pleasure rod, and Frank started whimpering at his loss.

“But where would be the fun in that? So man, I’m going to grow you out. You see my tastes have changed today and I’ve got these new abilities. I wanted to share them with my best mate, and that’s what I’m going to do. So let’s make your cock 12” long and 6” in girth. How’s that Daisy? Uncomfortable? Yet pleasuring you. But man, you don’t fit inside her anymore.” He watched as only 7” of Frank’s manhood entered James’ wife. “So Daisy let’s make your hole 11” deep so you can take most of his monster. While you, bad boy, will grow in muscle. Bigger than you were.” James kept massaging his growing friend as the transformation took place. He found himself enjoying the feel of his best buds bulging bulk. He loved the feel of the power he was creating under his fingers.

“You’re now bulging with muscles and you love working out at the gym. All your other hobbies shrivel in comparison to your work outs. You exist to eat, sleep, work out and fuck men. Oh and to be the best damn cop you can be with your lower IQ.”

Frank didn’t know whether to smile or cry. He’d just been caught fucking his best pal’s wife, and now was the putty in his angry friends hands. He was fully aware that he had a much bigger body, and a fuzzier brain, with new feelings toward the gym and new lustful desires.

“Yeah, and Daisy, you’re a complete whore. You love a big cock deep in your hole. You’re not a policewoman anymore. You’re a horny gay Frat boy now, looking for big muscle daddys to take your well worked bubble butt.

And he watched as her firm breasts shrunk into flattish pecs, built to some extent through halfhearted gym sessions. They both quickly repositioned as Daisy’s deep vagina grew into a 4” floppy penis, and the 11” deep cavern now transferred to his deep arse hole.

“Frank, you wanted to be part of our lives, so you’re now my bull of a boyfriend. I can bring home whoever I like, but you can only bring back guys when I say it’s ok. And Dai, you’re gonna be our young houseboy at 20. O yeah, and Frank, you’re gonna keep fucking him for the next hour until he’s so sore he’ll find it hard to walk.”

Frank smiled at the pleasure he was about to inflict on the young guy who served him and his boyfriend at home, and at work.

Dai just rolled his head back in the mixture of pain and pure ecstasy. This was what he lived for after all. Serving his sexy hunky house masters.

James walked out with a smile on his face. His boys always did what he commanded. He was powerful, and their rightful master. As he turned the corner, he caught site of himself in a mirror and said “If only I had a more latino look about me, with meaty paws and a beefy build. But plenty of definition” He watched as he grew and changed. His skin darkening a few shades.

He then headed over to the lock up. Why? He had now idea, he just walked there. Colin of course was imagining a scene in his head that he wanted to become reality.

He approached the cell with 3 college bros. “What are you lads in for then?”

“Mmm…we sort of messed up a guys face”

“Did you now, and what did he do to you?” “He looked at my bud here like he fancied him”

James took a deep breath “and what’s the problem with that, he’s a good-looking lad”

“You’re not a queer too are you officer? It’s not right for him to think those sorts of things about my man here”

James smiled “your man ey’? Well that can be arranged. How do you feel about that good-lookin’?”

The good-looking guy called Drew, who spent a lot of time at the gym and plenty of time in the bathroom using lotions and potions to make his skin shine and his hair stay just that way, looked at James.

“I don’t follow sir. Look I didn’t ask him to attack that lad.”

“How do you feel about the guy looking at you in that way”

“A bit uncomfortable”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t like people thinking about me in that way”

“In what way, what do you think he was thinking about you?” “I don’t know, like I’m a piece of meat, like he’s thinking of doing stuff to me, you know…faggy shit and stuff”

“Ok, well let’s see what sort of faggy shit.” James radio’d upstairs and asked them to bring down the guy they’d attacked.

“Hey, don’t bring that fag down here” called the first bruiser.

A skinny guy with ginger hair was brought in by a cop who had let himself go over the past few years, but who had now never skipped a gym day in his life, and no-one noticed James’/Colin’s transformation of the accompanier. James was becoming used to thinking about guys and seeing them change from now on.

The ginger guy looked terrified

“What’s your name son”

Ginger replied “I’m George”

“Hi George, you’ve got nothing to fear. I just wanted to see what you’d been thinking about when you looked at Drew earlier today”

“mmmm….” George did not want to answer

“That’s ok George, you don’t have to say anything. But I’m going to make it happen. The guys here will act out everything you think. And don’t worry about sticking just to what you imagined earlier. You can change anything in this fantasy, including what they each look like.”

The three in the cell looked shocked and horrified. They didn’t know what to say. This couldn’t be real. What the fuck was this cop up to?

But then George looked at Drew and Drew felt really warm. He felt comfortable and stripped off his top. Drew’s face gleamed with sweat as he started gyrating his hips, dancing to tuneless music as he walked toward George. He then started an erotic dance against the cell bars.

George smiled an unbelieving yet ecstatic smile. He then looked at Drew’s pals and they started to grow. The spark of intelligence in the first bruiser started to dim, as his IQ rolled down and his muscles bulked up. While Drew was beautiful, his two friends now became dumb jocks who wanted nothing more than to lick their sweaty stud, suck on his thick rod and feel it explode inside their deep bubbled butts.

“Would you like Drew to be your boyfriend, and his brutes to be your house boys, or would you like something else? I could allow you to keep the power of transformation for one lucky individual if you don’t want these three today.”

George said, “just two more minutes” and he fantasized about himself being as sexy as Drew, with bigger muscles and the object of Drew’s affections. His defined muscle mass didn’t decrease from his high IQ and his life would now be funded by his model of a boyfriend, and his two sexy porn star houseboys, who loved to do whatever he said, however humiliating or debasing it was.

James looked at the hot guy in front of him and said “Ok lad, here’s a few more things I want to give you, and with that he added a smattering of tattoos across his body, an ear piercing, two nipple piercings and another increase of 50lbs of muscle.

James found himself then pushing the muscle nerd against the bars as he started making out with him. For a moment he realized he wasn’t in control of this. George had fantazied about him too, and the beefy cop fucking him in the lock up was exactly what George was after. James undid his belt and turned George round tugging the nerd’s belt apart as he wrestled the lads jeans down passed his big luscious butt. George loved the feel of this beef cake man handling, and without much foreplay he felt James’ thick pole thrust deep into his arse. James didn’t waste any time, and in front of Drew and the other meatheads, he plunged harder and harder into their master’s pleasure hole. Georges mind filled with new possibilities and he grew the cop with another 100lbs of pure muscle. As he felt James thrust deep inside him, he could feel even bigger pecs bashing against his back, stronger arms pulling him tighter and even more power behind every violent plunge.

As James climaxed and ejaculated thick globs of cum deep inside George, he felt a strange prescience lift, one he hadn’t realized was with him. He pulled up his jeans and let the lads go with a warning. As he entered the kitchen he saw one of the straight cops with powerful arms, chatting up one of the secretary’s. He imagined the guy chatting him up, but nothing changed, He then imagined this stud as a pitiful sissy, and to his disappointment nothing happened again. Perhaps he’d changed as much of the world as he was going too. But at least he had a hot boyfriend, a sexy frat houseboy and a rocking bod to continue with.