“I delayed the timer,” said Langston. “So we could try something first.”
Matt backed up, falling into the bed. The sheets smelled of Langston’s intoxicating masculine body odour and sweat. Langston opened the bedroom window, then came down on top of him. They kissed passionately, and then Langston began to slowly move his head down Matt’s chest, giving wet licks all the way down.
“What am I going to turn into?” Matt asked in between moans.
“A workout top.” Said Langston. “Gonna go for a run after this and get nice and sweaty while I wear you. And we’ll see what happens after you change back.”
Langston was down to Matt’s hard cock. He lightly licked the top, then deep throated it a few times. Langston’s lips felt incredible on Matt’s cock. Matt began to feel a warmth inside as Langston began to release some of Matt’s former body as his sweat. As Langston’s hands ran along Matt’s thin frame, the sweat began to run onto Matt’s body, soaking in. Then Langston’s muscular, dark arms took hold of Matt’s legs and began to push them up. Matt couldn’t believe what was happening. Langston gave a smirk up at Matt from in between his legs, and then went down. Extending his tounge, Langston licked quickly at the rosebud of Matt’s asshole. Then he began to run his tounge around the rim. Matt groaned with pleasure. Langston began to slide his tounge inside Matt’s ass, wiggling it as it went deeper and deeper. The sexual feeling was overwhelming for Matt, and the warmth intensified as he relaxed.
Neither man noticed as Matt’s fingernails and toenails began to sink into his digits, which themselves slowly started to compress into the palms of his hands and feet. As Langston ate Matt out, Matt’s legs and arms began to shorten, pulling up closer to his torso. It wasn’t until Matt felt the strange sensation of his limbs pulling across the bedsheets while his torso stayed in place that he realized he was changing.
“Oh shit,” said Matt. “It’s started!”
“Sweet,” said Langston, coming up for air. “I don’t mean to brag, but you’re going to love this.”
Langston immediately returned to Matt’s asshole, sliding his tounge inside. The warmth coming off of Matt’s body intensified, and as Langston teased Matt’s prostate, the twink’s asshole began to slowly stretch open wider. Matt closed his eyes and moaned. His legs and arms were only stubs now, his feet and hands having atrophied into his dwindling appendages. His elbows and knees dissolved with a squishing sound, as what remained of his arms pressed to his sides and began to squish into the sides of his torso.
Langston gasped for air, then as Matt watched, he crawled up to eye level. Matt’s arms and legs were gone now, his body was just a torso and head. Langston kissed Matt’s mouth again, then turned to Matt’s left shoulder. He gently traced his tounge around the place where Matt’s arm has been, sending waves of pleasure through both of Matt’s shoulders. Matt’s flesh responded, depressing to the touch of Langston’s tounge, deepening at the centre of the shoulder. Matt moaned. Langston’s hand trailed down to Matt’s cock, and began to slowly jerk it off as he repeated the same procedure on Matt’s right shoulder. The depressions on either side deepened, and as another wave of warmth made Matt shiver, two small openings appeared on either side of his shoulders. It didn’t hurt, and Matt thought it felt strangely like opening his hand from a fist.
Langston returned to Matt’s eye level, watching as the twink’s ears began to flatten against his head and his short hair started to pull inside his scalp. Langston looked down and observed as Matt’s hard penis began to shrink out of his hand, the shaft and testicles withdrawing into the morphing torso. Matt could feel his asshole stretching, which felt like he was being fucked. He wriggled on the bed with pleasure, his hips bucking and grinding into the bed. Langston kissed Matt again, and then slowly began to run his tounge around Matt’s lips. Matt let out an audible gasp and threw his head back with pleasure. He felt the same pleasure at his mouth that he usually did at his asshole when he getting rimmed. As he moaned, his nose flattened and sunk into his face. As Langston rimmed Matt’s mouth, the lips began to widen further, stretching out ever so slightly. Langston could see that Matt’s throat was expanding, visibly deepening and widening as Matt’s neck stretched deeper and wider. His shoulder holes were widening and stretching as well, slowly deepening further as more of Matt’s torso began to hollow out.
Langston licked Matt’s nipple without warning, causing the torso to spasm with pleasure. Matt’s asshole stretched a little bit every time his hips thrusted, his asshole widening and deepening just like his shoulders and mouth were. Matt closed his eyes and didn’t notice as they smoothed over. Strangely, he could still see, hear and smell Langston, but from every part of his body now. Langston embraced Matt again, and Matt found he could taste the salty masculine sweat of Langston’s body. He was in heaven.
Langston raised himself up on the bed to look at the changing form on the bed. He turned his attention to the expanding asshole, running a finger around it as it swallowed Matt’s bubble butt ass cheeks and slowly encroached on the space Matt’s legs used to be.
“I’m going to try something,” said Langston. “Wish me luck.” He moved further down the bed, placing his head directly beneath the base of Matt’s torso. He ran his tounge one more time around the rim, and then pressed his face into Matt’s asshole. Matt shivered with pleasure as his body morphed to accommodate. With a squishing sound, Langston pushed his head inside the torso, feeling it widen around him. Matt’s asshole had deepened almost to his chest, which caused his torso to deflate somewhat. His arm holes sunk as they started to flatten towards the bed.
Langston reached with one arm as he slowly pushed it up Matt’s ass, which by now had widened to completely run around the base of his torso. Matt shivered with delight as the strong, sweaty arm moved underneath his skin, and found the arm hole. Langston’s second arm did the same. Matt shivered as his body further deflated towards the bed. He could feel himself lightening as his body mass rapidly diminished. Matt’s mouth widened more, his lips flattening around the edges of the expanding hole. Matt’s nipples and belly button glazed over and filled in. Langston’s arms reached down and around his torso, and suddenly both men were moving as Langston sat up on the bed and faced the mirror. Matt felt as strong fingers gripped the edges of his asshole and pulled down, sending an organic wave of pleasure. Matt’s head sunk down into his shoulders as Langston’s head and torso rushed through his limp, deflated body and Langston’s head pushed through the hole of Matt’s mouth.
Langston, seeing his room again, looked in the mirror as the tank top shivered as it moved against his sweaty skin, shrinking to fit. The tank top darkened to a deep black, and thickened slightly as it stretched from a skin like cloth into Lycra. The Under Armour logo appeared on the right.
Matt couldn’t believe the sensation of feeling Langston’s entire muscular torso inside of his body. As he thickened into Lycra, Matt absorbed Langston’s sweat greedily, as his body took on Langston’s intoxicating masculine smell. As he shrunk to fit, he simultaneously tightened around Langston’s broad shoulders, pressed up against the fatless back, and stretched across Langston’s meaty, firm pecs and abs until the dark, hard nipples were pressing into Matt’s body and showing through.
Langston admired himself in the mirror, and slowly jerked himself off as he felt his spandex running shirt tighten and rub against his skin of its own accord. He quickly got up and ran downstairs and out the door. He couldn’t imagine what Matt was about to feel.
Suddenly, Matt could feel the hot sun and a slight wind across his body. Langston was out for a run! The smell of Langston’s body odour grew as beads of sweat formed on his skin, and further soaked into Matt. As Matt greedily absorbed more and more of Langston’s salty sweat, he began to give off Langston’s musk himself. As the sweat soaked in, Matt’s mind became completely consumed with Langston’s body. Unlike the last time, when most of him had remained on the bathroom counter, now there was no part of him holding onto the idea of his humanity. The sweat changed his thoughts, and try as he might he couldn’t overcome its pungent odour. He was devoted to Langston, and lived only to cover Langston’s body. He was an extension of Langston, really, as more of the man’s sweat soaked into Matt. He wanted to remain with Langston forever. Matt felt the incredible sensation of his body absorbing his former self that had become part of Langston last time, as well as more of Langston’s authentic sweat until he was soaked through completely. As Langston’s musk wafted through all of his senses, the running top was happy. It’s thoughts slowed, then stopped. The spandex running top existed only for Langston and it never wanted to leave him.