Body Swap - Dean-x-Reader. by Laurenthebumblebee, literature
Literature
Body Swap - Dean-x-Reader.
You find yourself restless in bed rather early in the morning, the curtains across the room from you were blocking out the orange sunlight just about glazing through onto the walls above your bed board. You toss the covers of your bed out of the way as you take a glance over to the digital clock which stood blinking at you on the bed side table. '5:46'.
You groan in annoyance and flop down on your pillow facing the ceiling. You frown and pause, feeling the muscles in your face tighten, your face felt strained as though it were tense. Your groan was a lot deeper than you remembered and your frame felt heavier as the mattress sank when you lay
Standing in the locker room, Tim huddled in close to his locker as he pulled out his little gym bag. It was a navy color and shinned with the look of new. The only reason Tim had bought the thing was because of this class. Never having done an athletic thing in his life, this was the first time he had ever had to come to grips with not only his body but the harsh taunting of his classmates.
Thin as a twig, but a surprising six feet tall, Tim tried to hide his face behind his long, wavy curls of dark red hair. Although his face was only sparsely speckled with tiny freckles on his cheeks and across the bridge of his nose, Tim did have a porcel
Clothes Big Enough Part 3 by inflatedmuscle, literature
Literature
Clothes Big Enough Part 3
Clothes Big Enough Part 3
Kenny felt huge as he opened the door to Toms jeep and slowly raised his muscle bound leg that now strained his wind pants to the limit, high enough to get in. He slid into his seat as his two buddies watched his every move. When he pulled the door closed it hit his bloated shoulder and bounced open again. It was going to take some effort to get used to his rapid gain in size. Kennys felt a nervous spin to his belly as Tom wheeled the jeep into traffic. The slow moving hulk took a couple tries to snap the seat belt closed as he fumbled blindly for th
I walked into the locker room as the last of the college football team left. You see I actually go to class with most of the jocks, but in my free time my job is to clean up after the jocks had been training, and I also had to put their things in their personal little area. To mock me they of course all just threw their things on the floor so I had to go around and clean everything up.
When I was done cleaning for the day I stood looking at a poster of a very muscular jock in full outfit. Out of everything in this world I wished I could be a jock I would even trade my wits for it! Then I looked over at the nearest football suit and thought.