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Fraternizing Enemy

I can’t really hear what you say with that mouth guard stuck in your mouth, so you should just stop trying. I assume it’s some pathetic version of “Untie me” or “Let me go” or “It burns”, but you chose this when you started running your mouth about what we do. I’m not gonna untie you ...

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Unrivaled pt. 3

He was startled awake by a rude buzzer and a voice from a speaker announcing “10 minutes until scheduled activities”. The clock said 06:20. He had been asleep for 12 hours, he realized. No one had given him a schedule, but he assumed he would have to be dressed. He got up and made his way to the pi...

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Timber!

I was all in. Flannels, cat, banged up F-150, airwalks, a wide selection of dildos and vibrators, and a girl to passionately have sex with. While a lot has changed since the incident, all of those are still true except for Susan. Ultimately she decided she couldn’t be with a guy. For me, I’ve never...

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Coda to Uncle Bob

So I gave a short off the cuff continuation to the Summer with Uncle Bob story in a private chat and decided to tighten it up and publish it. But then I spent way too much time trying to get a photo for it.

If I was staging this I would get the guy from the first photo to wear normal travel clothes and walk towards a house in suburban setting, with perhaps a back pack and a duff...

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Coda to Uncle Bob

Epilogue to Summer with Uncle Bob.

The driveway was full of clutter, and I could see my sister moving between the boxes. She had given me a glance, but given the lack of react...

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Settled

The doctor would spend almost 4 years in prison, the settlement with the drug company was in the bank, and he had mostly made peace with all of the side effects from the non-consensual trial. The eating, the drinking, the lifting, the running, his body’s constant need to stay active and fed. No one c...

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Unrivaled pt. 2

The wheels of justice spins fast when greased with money. It wasn’t many days until Trevor arrived, freshly hosed down and suited in bright orange, to his cell in the medical service inmates block at Greene Prison. He was welcomed by his cellmate Steven, who explained that they were the envy of every...

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Unrivaled pt. 1

This is a big one.  jd07201990 has created a some really spectacular stories worth coming back to and reread. Whenever I read something that really strikes a chord, my mind starts expanding the story, filling in blanks, rewriting parts. One of those stories was the 2019-10-18 02:55:51 +0000 UTC View Post

Kyle and Cody

So the background here is that the guy in the photo is Cody Strong in real life, and he is running the CashGod Cody Strong website and the tumblr blog cashgodcodystrong, both of which are part of this weird tribute system where you would pay so...

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Kyle and Cody

Cody and I became best friends in middle school, and stayed close all through high school. So it was only natural that we shared an apartment after high school, while we figured out what to do next in life. Living with someone is very different than going to school with someone, and it soon became clea...

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Alone at the Gym

What the hell? You were just done with dinner and grabbed the phone to relax a bit before clearing the table. Just as you touch the phone, everything wobbles and shifts, and you almost fall over as you are suddenly standing up in front of a mirror, holding a cell phone. But that isn’t your body you s...

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Top this!

I had a chat with one follower, who after a while revealed that he would like to find a way to get bigger faster. He already did an hour at the gym every day. Being in a different part of the world, and not really knowing anything about coaching, I was never going to volunteer. But I thought I could write something about it. This one came super fast. Originally it stopped at "Ohai guys", but on...

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Top this!

Eric wasn’t comfortable, not comfortable at all, as he scanned the room. The music was louder than he wanted, the room was darker than he preferred, and everyone appeared to know each other. He’d done so much planning about what he wanted, what to say, yet he hadn’t even thought of what it would actually be once he was past the bouncer. He had probably seen right through him, the bouncer....

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Summer with Uncle Bob

The origin for this story was simply the idea to use GMO or injected cattle as a vehicle to introduce body altering effects. There are a lot of stories about how hormones and antibiotics from farm animals carry over to humans that eat it. I quickly settled on it being used purposefully, and not by mistake, and almost as quickly went to having a relative visiting from town being altered. I wasn'...

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The Stamps of Valenza

I've had the core for this story on my mind for a very long time. It's kind of the fantasy version of the Chronivac device/app, but I suddenly got the inspiration to write an introduction piece for it. There are a lot more going on with the mechanics than what this short story manage to convey. I will return to this story, but I don't want to rush it. I want all of the different properties and ...

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The Stamps of Valenza pt.1

It is said that the universe does not believe in coincidences, and it really felt like that when we found the box in Freiburg, southern Germany. We had started our honeymoon in Paris, like everyone who has no clue about Europe. We rented a car and started our tour, driving where we felt, sleeping where...

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Reveille

I'm not very good at live role playing. I just keep thinking about it from a story point of view. I would like to go back and plant clues or change things so that whatever I just came up with would have some foreshadowing or follow logically from earlier. I also want to rephrase what I wrote whenever a better word or different phrasing comes to mind. I'm equally frustrated with whatever anyone ...

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Reveille

You wake up violently from the sound of someone pounding a metal locker. “30 minutes to formation” someone shouts. You have no idea what is happening. Around you you can see people stirring in beds, and reluctantly, but hastily getting up. All of them men in their early 20:s. All of them fit. Not m...

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Summer with Uncle Bob

I don’t even know how many years ago I last saw uncle Bob. His small cattle farm in Oklahoma is like 30 hours drive away from Tacoma, and we couldn’t afford to fly, so the visits had been few and far apart. Now at least I am old enough to make the trip on my own. A three day greyhound bus trek...

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Why the Nerds?

When I wrote this story I had not written any story involving a coach and really no jock story either. I find the generic jock stories to be very one dimensional.

1. The jocks kidnap, taunts and harass a nerd.
2. They for no obvious reason subject him to some transformation stuff.
3. They all become buddies. (optionally orgy ensues)

Completely devoid of any real world bully me...

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Why the Nerds?

- Can I get you anything? A sport drink?

Our short stint with sponsorship had run out earlier in the year, but rumor had it we have bottles to last us years.

- Yes, please.

The coach, or athletic director as I think his real title was, motioned me to sit in the chair opposite his desk...

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Dr. Collins

This is Kevin, a patient of mine since about a year ago. He came in with a self diagnosed body dysmorphic disorder relating to his muscles and general fitness. BDD is basically a special case of OCD where the patient engage in behavior and preoccupations based on their appearance, or their percept...

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James and Kieran

I wrote this story after I had encountered a tumblr blog of someone who was actively trying to be more "chav". It made me think about how you would go about doing that in real life. How can you do it in small steps? How can you make them reinforce each other? How can you make them as difficult as possible to reverse. There are four different areas I try to address: body, mind, accessories and s...

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James and Kieran

James sat on bus 33, going in a loop, and stared at the envelope in his hand. He needed time to think what he really wanted to do. Up until now there had only been small changes, each easy to undo. But thinking about them, he had probably passed the point of no return months back, without even noticing...

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Lost in Translation

 I said “work out more” not “work outdoor”. Stupid fucking genie. 

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Libertine

This one was really fun. This was done as a collaboration with idesofrevolution, where to talked through one of his old stories and tried to pinpoint what was important, what was actually happening in the overall scheme and what he wanted from the story. It was close that he would write the new version, but I just got ...

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Libertine

You were getting seriously pissed off. The drunk and high punk douchebag had been obnoxious from the start, but he had remained on his side of the van. Regrettably his sickly stink of stale weed and armpits had not. Your strategy of ignoring him had paid off so far, but now he was apparently bored of m...

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Deus Ex

It was a drab February Wednesday and Chris woke with giddiness and anticipation as if it was Christmas morning. Why he didn’t know. After all, his last thought the evening before was of desperation bordering on suicidal. But he knew that today was a good day, even before opening his eyes. Everything ...

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Trigger Hicks

So the main motivation here was the mind clearing concept. To erase only the parts of the memory and identity that would allow you to "escape" or reconnect with your former life. Couple that with a transformation, not in itself bad, but further erases your identity and forcefully suggest your life going forward. In the original plan I also had elements to further trap the protagonist, to force ...

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Trigger Hicks

He heard the door opening. The old man was back in the room again. How long had it been? Days for sure, but how many? He’d arrive at this shit hole on Tuesday morning in a rental straight from the airport. Well, airfield. He’d met with the farmer, had a cup of coffee, inspected the damage and settled the insurance claims in a few hours. He had a late lunch at the local diner, and no sooner ...

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