Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Caught in the Spell


I obviously didn't think this through. I used the jock spell in a public place but forgot to bring a change of clothes. As soon as I started growing, my shirt and jeans ripped and fell to pieces. Even my underwear was torn in half, the size of my enormous cock and ass being too much for it.

I panicked. There was a cute guy close by who had seen the entire transformation so I cast an inanimate spell on him. His entire body turned cottony and pinkish, his features smoothed out, and his entire bulk flattened. His voice was the last thing to go, as he was moaning during the entire transformation.

I grabbed him and wrapped him around my waist. I could feel his excitement at being close to my body and my crotch, his mind slowly losing his self-awareness. I would have to turn him back quick or he'd be stuck as a towel forever... But my jock spell was having a toll on my mind, and I could feel myself forgetting all the knowledge I had.

But who cares? Look at this body. A jock like myself doesn't need to know things, just a gym pass and a good towel to take to the lockers.

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