My name is Jerry. I'm 16. At least...I used to be. Technically I still am. I just...don't look 16. I used to be so cute. God, I could have been on those Disney shows. My looks were just amazing. I was so popular. All the girls wanted to go out with me. My clean features. My perfect nose and smile. Triangular chin. Sculpted swimmer's body. Soft features. Sparkling eyes. Man, I had it so good.
I had it all. Perfect life. I was doing well in school. I kept up my grades. I was an expert swimmer. My dad and mom were totally proud of me and could never stop boasting. But there is this one thing. I was kind of an asshole to other kids. Especially the dorky ones. The little ones that couldn't fight back. I would get entire groups of guys to harass them. I thought it was funny. But I was really jealous of this one kid. His name was Brody. He was shy and stuff and he didn't have anything wrong with him but I made fun of him from time to time.
Well anyway, we had this day where I got into a fight with a kid I was making fun of and his big brother and me got into a fight over it. My parents were real mad at me and I was grounded.
I thought that was gonna be the end of it but they said I was gonna volunteer at the homeless shelter to make up for it! They said I had to have more respect for the less fortunate and be grateful for what I had in life. Whatever. So I do go there and there were all these losers there.
One of my supervisors was named Brody, which was also the name of this kid I used to go to school with that disappeared one day and it was like he didn't even exist. Weird. He didn't show up for class one day and I asked where Brody was and the teacher was like Brody who? Anyway.
So he tells me he talked with my parents about my bad attitude and gives me all this work sweeping up. It was stupid. I hated it. I hated cleaning dishes and handing out food. It was awful and the place stunk.
After all that, I had to take a leak so I go to bathroom and he's in there taking a leak and I accidentally saw his dick and it was a monster. I was totally jealous. I should have the monster cock, not him. I should be an adult who could do what I wanted.
He waited for me and told me the kitchen was closed for the day and I did a good job, he would tell my parents so. Then he pulls out a cigar and started to light it up.
"You like cigars?"
I immediately froze. I didn't want him to think I was a pussy.
"Yeah, sometimes," I said. "You know I like one every now and then." I had never actually smoked but I didn't want to say that. He was so masculine. He was fat and all but he carried himself like a real man. He says come outside to the back alleyway.
So he says, here try this one. It's a special blend. He hands it to me. I took a drag. He smiles. "Thanks, man. That's a good one."
"You're in a real hurry to grow up, aren't you?"
"Yeah I am. If I was a legal adult no one could tell me to come here."
"Well then hurry up and get home. Don't want to keep your parents waiting."
I had to walk home because it was part of my punishment. I felt so tired and I felt like my legs were getting really pumped just by walking. I felt kind of powerful. My arms and chest, too. It was crazy. When I got home I noticed that no one was there and they had gone out to eat. They left a note for the housesitter saying that they could help themselves to the fridge. They were gone for a week. A week??? Sweet!
I got excited and thought, maybe I should help myself to one of Dad's beers. I had never tried beer and now was my chance. So I got set up with a movie and jacked off after a few brewskies. It was awesome. I was watching porn and my parents weren't around to interrupt. I rubbed my face and felt the stubble. Stubble. I went to the bathroom and saw I had thick stubble. I looked like I was in my 20s! What the fuck!
"NO way! Hey. Testing. One two three. What the HELL." My voice was deeper! Like, it was almost like I'd aged several years. I must be dreaming. I shrugged and went into my parents room and fell asleep on their bed. When I woke up I moaned and put a hand on my hairy chest and rubbed it through the mat of fur. Mat of chest hair??
I got up, begrudgingly, and belched. I rubbed my full beard. Now I was scared. I tried to run but couldn't really because I was adjusting to the huge muscles I found my legs now possessed. "There is no fucking way. No fucking way!" I said and it sounded like someone else was saying it. Before me was a man well into his 30s. I looked a little like my DAD! Now I was freaking out. The doorbell rang and I got over there and it was Brody, my supervisor.
"Enjoying your new life?"
I gaped. He invited himself in and lit up a cigar. "Here, I think you like the big gauges. It was part of the spell."
I put it in my mouth and felt myself age even more as I lit up. Well into my 40s now, maybe even 50. Black leather arm bands appeared on my burgeoning arms.
I was now a BEAST of a man. Hair and muscles EVERYWHERE. My brown beard was turning to gray and it was enormous! Came down almost to my chest! It was even bigger than Brody's.
"So Jerry, how do you like your new body?"
"I love it! Fuck! I love having a beard. I don't have to go to school anymore!"
"No, BUT you do have a shop that you have to attend to. You work as a mechanic now and you will have to take your work very seriously. You should remember everything about how to fix cars by Monday. As for this house, you are simply working here for the next month as a hired hand. You are building a shed in the backyard. In a few days, you will move into an apartment we've set aside for you. Your parents won't remember you. They used to be your parents. No one will remember you. Make sure you keep up with your finances. As for your youth, you can kiss it goodbye. It now belongs to someone else."
I grunted and didn't care anymore. I was a slave to the cigar I was smoking and I knew that I couldn't disobey him or talk about my predicament to anyone. I had had maybe 35 years sucked away from me and all I could think about was getting my dick sucked by some nice cub...I needed to find a new cub for myself, some nice bearded younger dude who could move in to be my new bear boi. I couldn't believe how much I was changing and didn't care and even welcomed it. I stroked my beard and laughed at the fact I was a mere BOY just the day before. This was much better...and pretty soon I was going to the new cigar store. Mr. Cachimbo sent for me via Brody and talked to me about how if I got him another young man he might be able to drain his years and give me mine back. I thought about it and even though I liked being a bear stud I wouldn't mind living a bit longer as I had cut through so many years in one night.
Part of me inside is screaming that this is wrong, that I'm straight and I like girls. But now all I can think of is gay sex, gay sex and gay sex. I have an insatiable appetite for the cum of younger men. I want to lift 300 lbs above my head and smoke my cigars, and breed some hot young studs. Gay sex, gay sex, gay sex...big thick dicks. No. I like...I liked girls. Now they disgust me. Ugh. What the fuck would I want with some weak bitch with boobs? Gross. So fucking gross. Boys are HOT. Daddies and sons together are especially HOT! I need a CUB. I need a SON! I need to rub my beard against his sculpted hairless body and suck his hot dick!!!
What has happened to me? My parents...everyone I knew...they are fading...fading away like cigar smoke drifting in this room where I'm going to have the hottest fucking sex ever with as many guys as I can!
"Why don't we take this inside my bedroom, and you can breed me. I need a hot dick inside me from a REAL MAN!" I grabbed Brody's package and gave it a squeeze.
"Someone's eager to get started," he sneered. "Yeah, that bottom blend is kicking in right about now. It'll be necessary to fuck that top instinct right out of you. Luckily, I'm just the bear to do it. Bitch."
"THANK YOU. Thank you. I look so FUCKING GOOD NOW!" I flexed me enormous, hairy muscles. Puffed my cigar. I need to get fucked. Fucked by real men. Fucked every day! Fucked every day of my life and fuck my old life. I was just some dumb kid bullying queers. Now I'm a man and I'm about to have REAL MAN SEX! FUCK YEAH!
All my posters of girls in bikinis were absolutely disgusting to me now. I winced. They changed and morphed into posters of my favorite male actors and porn stars. I smiled, felt a wash of relief go over me.
Brody practically ripped my clothes off of me. His gut hung over his belt until he undid it and dropped his boxers. He was hung. Wonderfully so.
He didn't waste time. I had never been so happy. The feeling of his fat cockhead rubbing up against my asshole was enough to make me cry out. "Yes! Yes! YES!"
"You're an eager bitch, aren't you, huh SLUT?"
"BREED ME! BREED ME! FUCK ME, PLEASE! I NEED IT SO BAD!"
He bent me over the bed and I held my ass up proudly in the air for him to conquer.
There was the initial entry of his cock and I felt my eyes go back into my head. The further he fucked me, I felt the mix of pain and pleasure. It was unendurable I go without being fucked. IN AND OUT. IN AND OUT. I cried out for more. Brody fucked me. I was truly a man whore now. Every nerve I had was on fire. I clawed at the bed.
"YEEEEEEEEEEES!"
All those cheerleaders I scored with? Nothing now. They meant nothing. I deserved to be fucked! Me! All those selfish cunts that wanted my dick so bad would never have it again. I was Brody's bitch now!
It lasted for what felt like an eternity and after it was over, I found myself wanting more. 90 minutes had passed. He had fucked me so raw I was farting and shitting for hours, my man hole virginity taken from me, my man cherry popped once and for all.
I lay on my bed knowing that I'd be leaving this house and all my memories with it. I had a new life to begin.
"I need a cigar," I said instinctually.
"You'll have all the cigars you could ever smoke, son," Brody told me.
"I love you, Daddy," I told him.
"I love you too, boy." He kissed me and I felt fireworks. Not like I ever felt with any of those bimbos in high school. This was a thousand million times stronger. A man's tongue is what I needed! His beard against mine! Fuck yes!
I light up a cigar in the back yard. I ogle my own muscles and flex. I do a show for Brody. I show off what a fucking musclestud I am for him. I need to finish building a shed this week and then I'm going to work in a car shop. I can't wait to get away from this suburban family nightmare. I need dicks and hot man sex around me as much as possible. I need the smell of cum and man sweat. That's just heaven, right there.