Transformative Punishment

“No! Don’t you do it, Lukas! I swear I’ll kill you!” Jared yelled with his arms extended, his palms out, backing up a few steps away from Lukas.

“Kill me? Trust me, that’s the last thing you’ll want to do,” Lukas smirked. He raised out his right arm, his fingertips extended. His face became like stone, his head tilted slightly down but his eyes looking up. He looked menacing as he concentrated all his thoughts on Jared.

“God, please, Lukas. Please! I’m fucking begging you!” Jared pleaded with everything he had. Tears formed on his eyes before he began to wail.

Lukas ignored his pleas. His eyeballs trembled as they rolled up inside his head, only the whites of his eyes can now be seen. His smirk becomes more of a diabolical smile.

Jared starts to feel a tingle emanating from his hands and the sensation moves up his arms over his shoulders and cascades down his torso on both sides, front and back, into his groin and ass, down his legs and into his feet. His face feels hot and then it too tingles. He looks down at his hands, flipping his palms over and then back. Then he runs his hands over his chest, feeling waves of pressure close in on him. His wails and tears are gone, replaced with painful groans, his teeth clenched, his eyes clenched shut.

Lukas continues to send his transformative thoughts to Jared. Those thoughts will mold him into what Lukas desires him to look like. They will change his personality, his mindset, his whole life.

Jared feels his body changing. His bones are lengthening. His muscles are swelling. The sounds of clothing ripping at the seams. It’s painful but also there is a sensation of heaviness. Lukas knows if he wanted, the transformation could happen without the pain or even without Jared’s knowledge at all. No one would notice and it would alter reality to be accepted without question by everyone who knows Jared. But Lukas wanted him to feel it. Jared knew what was coming and it terrified him. Lukas liked that.

Jared’s height shot up from five-ten to six-five. His back widened, his traps thickened, and his shoulders became bulbous. His already developed chest expanded out forming to hard pillows of muscle. His biceps and triceps inflated and rounded out. His flat stomach became ripped with eight-pack abdominals. His legs became more muscular, hard, defined; his calves swelled and were cut. He felt his ass grow, becoming rounder, higher and more bubble.

Lukas was still in his transformative trance with his focus so intense, he was sweating across his forehead. He thought about stopping there but he decided to go for the head too. Jared was already an attractive guy with an athletic, lean body but Lukas thought he would look better as a blonde with Nordic features.

So, that’s what happened. Jared’s hair went from dark brown to blonde, a fade cut on the sides and longer hair on top, styled in a trendy side-part, the bulk on top swooped back. His features became angular, high cheek bones, cleft chin, and his eyes became iridescent blue.

Jared’s posture changes to a more confident stance. He’s no longer in pain. His clothing is now way too small and skintight on his now more muscular body.

One would think that being transformed into a Nordic god, tall, muscular, ripped would be a good thing. Maybe it might have been for Jared except for one thing that frightened him the most. He was well aware of Lukas’s power, that with the new body came a change in sexual orientation. Jared who was once as heterosexual as they come was now a transformed homosexual.

Lukas had the power to alter Jared’s memories, make him believe he was always gay, that he never had a girlfriend, this is parents always knew since he came out to them not long ago, in his own mind. But Lukas wanted him to suffer for what he did. He was going to leave his memories intact, just for a little while, but still change everyone else’s reality of him.

The transformation was complete.

Jared looked down at himself. His hands running over his body, feeling the changes made. His voice was deeper as he made startled gasps of shock.

“What have you done to me?” Jared screamed at Lukas. “Oh god! What have you done?”

“Made you better, asshole,” Lukas sneered.

“Why do I remember who I was?” Jared asked in a hurried, high-pitched tenor.

“Because I wanted you to remember. For now.”

“But why? Why would you do that?”

“So you would know what you did and that I was the one who did this to you,” Lukas told him with an angry tone.

“But, but I don’t want to remember. If you’re going to do this to me then change my memories!”

“Nope. Not gonna happen. Deal with it.”

Jared noticed his body was harder, muscular, more dense. He ran his hand through his now thicker hair. He noticed his height difference, taller than Lukas. His shirt had ripped at the seams as well as the ones on his shorts. His feet outgrew his shoes.

Lukas was very pleased with his work. He had transformed Jared from an above average nineteen-year-old frat boy into a gorgeous, blonde muscle-God. He was so striking that everyone would want to be with him. Lukas couldn’t help but salivate over his latest creation. He made him exactly the way he wanted. He had complete dominion over the kid and now he was going to have his revenge. He also found himself very sexually aroused. That was always the thing with these transformations. He was so good at making them all look perfect that it was hard not to want to just tear it up with each and every one.

Jared saw his reflection in a window. He turned quickly to a mirror on the wall behind him. His mouth dropped open; his beautiful blue eyes were wide. He was gorgeous! He felt his face with his fingertips. He could be a model.

Jared turned back to Lukas.

“Wait, why did you make me so…,” Jared started with intense curiosity.

“Hot? Why not?” Lukas shrugged.

“I assumed you would go the other way,” Jared confessed. “Turn me into a troll or something.”

“Oh, no. That wouldn’t be fair. How are you supposed to learn your lesson if you’re ugly?”

Lukas said condescendingly, “Believe it or not, I want you to enjoy your punishment.”

“I don’t get it.” Jared was still not used to his now deeper voice.

Lukas chuckled. “Let’s test you out.” He raised an eyebrow when he decided what to say, which was simply, “Adam Martin.”

“Adam Martin? What about him” Jared replied, confused ,wondering why he was asking about their frat brother that lived down the hall.

“What do you think of him? I mean, really think of him?”

Jared thought about him and for the first time he thought to himself that Adam was one of the hottest guys he’d ever known. Jared froze at the revelation, and he looked at Lukas with fear in his eyes.

“Oh my god,” Jared mumbled. “Oh, my fucking god!” he said louder. “You did it. You bastard.”

Lukas snickered and shook his head. “What? What’s wrong, Jared?” he smirked. “Tell me. What do you think of him?”

Jared’s eyes were dark. “You know what I think of him,” Jared said accusingly. “He’s…he’s fucking hot, alright?” he answered reluctantly.

“Hell yeah, he is,” Lukas agreed smugly. “Dude is stacked, right?”

Jared thought about this frat brother, Adam. The guy was built, he was handsome, he was gorgeous. He was a lacrosse player. Jared couldn’t help but think about Adam’s ass, how high and tight it was. His handsome face, thick dark hair, snow white smile.

Jared swallowed hard. He didn’t want to answer but he was being compelled, he realized.

“Yeah. He’s fucking beautiful.” He thought some more and slightly smiled. “His ass. “Damn, I’d love to pound the crap out of him,” Jared admitted. He knew he shouldn’t feel this way about a guy, just ten minutes ago he was only attracted to women. But he knew this was Lukas’s doing. He was no longer straight. He had a sudden urge to be with a man. Then he had a revelation explaining why Lukas did what he did.

“You made me irresistible, didn’t you? To dudes. Gay dudes.”

Lukas smiled. “And maybe a little irresistible to straight men, ones that may lean a little gay but just don’t know it.”

“Because…,” Jared paused while still getting the words out.

“Because you are going to be getting boned by a shit ton of dudes,” Lukas confirmed with a smirk. “That’ll teach you.”

“I know I should be angry,” Jared said, his mind foggy, as if in a dream. “But I don’t get why I should be.” He smiled again, becoming more comfortable. “Dude, I can have any dude I want?”

“You know it, stud,” Lukas patted him on the back.

Jared was still hovering in between his past reality and his current one. He remembered his girlfriends but didn’t understand what he saw in them. Why was he ever attracted to them or females in general?

“I think…I like that?” Jared asked not sure if he was meaning what he was saying. His past memories starting to fade.

“You like that A LOT,” Lukas assured him. “In fact, I thought we would go out tonight, have a little fun. What do you say?”

Jared smiled, “Yeah, Lukas. Let’s go out.”

“Good boy. Now, we can’t have you going out dressed like that.”

Lukas concentrated his thoughts onto Jared again. Jared’s shredded clothing transformed. His shirt became a tank top, and it grew over his torso, remaining tight and turning into black fishnet. It expanded down his torso but stopped a few inches above his waistline, allowing some of his abs to show. His shorts expanded down his legs morphing into skin-hugging, black spandex-denim leggings. Black, shiny, latex, calf-high boots forming over his feet. A sleeve tattoo appeared on his right arm covering the whole thing in tribal patterns. Black eyeliner now edged his eyelids making his bright blue eyes pop. He now looked like a sleazy bad boy on the prowl.

Jared looked down at himself then turned to the mirror.

“Holy fuck!” he exclaimed when he saw his reflection.

Lukas smiled. “You like it?”

“Do I like it? Fuck, yeah, I like it! You know I like to dress slutty.” Jared commented like it was a known fact. He turned sideways and admired his muscular bubbled ass. His pants were so skintight, they showed it off perfectly. “Where are we going?”

“I’m going to show off my new boy. Take you clubbing. Some really hot gay clubs out there.”

“Right on, dude! I’m really in the mood to dance, man. Get drunk, grind on some hot boys.”

“Good. There will be a lot of that going on. By the way, you’re a power-bottom,” Lukas announced to the excited muscle slut. By now, Jared had lost his past memories, embracing his new reality.

Jared looked at him strangely and then a slow smile appeared. “Dude, everyone knows that,” he replied as if it were, again, common knowledge. But now that reality had changed, it was true, everyone did know he was a power-bottom.

“And tonight, you belong to me,” Lukas commanded hypnotically.

Jared was still for a second, the command sinking in. He then unfroze and stepped up to Lukas.

“I’ll do anything you want me to. You know that.”

“I know you will,” Lukas replied with a stroke of Jared’s cheek and then he went in for a long, wet kiss. “So, tonight, you be a good boy and do what I tell you.”

Jared growled in a sexy voice. “Of course. What were you thinking we’d do tonight?”

“I thought we would go dancing, get drunk, find a few hot boys.”

“Let’s go then, stud,” Jared said excited and, in a hurry, to get to the club.

“I have to change first,” Lukas told him. “Then we’ll go.”

Jared smiled at Lukas. “Lukas, your clothes are fine. You always look hot.”

“I wasn’t talking about changing my clothes, stud-boy,” Lukas grinned, rubbing his palms together, anxious to start his own transformation.

Lukas thought with his chin resting on his fist. “Let’s see. What to to be? Who to be?” he said out loud while pacing. “Hot jock? Cute geek; a Peter Parker type?”

“A DILF!” Jared inputted gleefully.

“Hmmm. That could be fun,” Lukas mused. He liked seeing Jared in his new body become excited and giddy. “Let’s make this interesting.”

“Yes! Show me what you got, dude!”

Lukas stepped back, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He began to transform while Jared watched amazed. Lukas grew taller, as tall as Jared. His musculature all over his body began to swell, it didn’t stop until he was equal to Jared’s size, bulging arms, inflated chest, tiny waist, developed quads, his body looked very similar to Jared’s.

Jared watched his body grow and mature. Lukas’s hair turned blonde like Jared’s. His face contorted and rearranged itself until he looked like an exact copy of Jared.

“My twin?” Jared asked stunned and ecstatic. “That’s so hot!”

Lukas held up a finger, gesturing him to wait. “I’m not done.”

His face started to age, fine lines here and there, a few wrinkles in the right places. He looked at Jared and grinned. “Come to daddy!”

“Holy shit! Dad?” asked Jared shocked again.

“You said I should be a DILF. Why not yours?” said Lukas with a shrug of his massive shoulders.

Lukas stood beside Jared in the mirror. He looked like an older version of Jared; he has become Jared’s father. Side by side, anyone would know they were father and son. He put his big arm around Jared’s built shoulder and pulled him close, hot dad and son, side by side, ready to hit the town, together, as a couple.

Jared looked at their reflections. “Dad, look at us. We’re fucking beautiful!”

“Like father, like son,” he winked.

They kissed passionately while at the same time, Lukas’s clothing transformed into more suitable attire for clubbing with his son. He loved to watch the transformation, so he released from this kiss and they both watched. A sleeve tattoo formed on both arms. His shredded pants morphed into skintight, black leather pants; black t-shirt molded tight to his hard torso and the sleeves stretched to their limit; black leather boots appeared on his feet.

“I think this will do,” said Lukas. “Let’s go and see what trouble we can stir up.”

Lukas grabbed his phone and his keys. He was actually excited for tonight. So excited that he could almost forget why Jared pissed him off and deserved having his life altered, his sexual orientation changed. He’ll have to deal with that later. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.