The Thing

[lemapp]

I know that I have a continuing series of stories that involve bodysuits, magic rings, magic clothes, machines, pills and such. I find them all fascinate, so I tend not to specialize too much in any one.

Here is one that's from the machine category. Though this is fiction, there are real life moments in the mix.

I hope that you enjoy it. I've not posted here in quite a long time.


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The Thing

It was a typical Spring Saturday morning, cold wet and grey. Just as I was finishing breakfast, I got the usual call. The gang was on for the weekend routine of lunch.

Soon I found myself in some generic fast food place, shoving more food in my mouth than I should. Listening to my friends go on about their recent adventures. I did my best to ignore how the poorly prepared food felt like some lead weight piled high in my stomach.

After lunch, we took off to do a circuit of the thrift stores around town. It was always a fascinating exploration to see what has been discarded by others. We've found mink coats, expensive watches and wedding dresses in the mix. There never seen to be an end what new bright and shiny thing would attract my friends.

In the third store of the day, I was feeling my body respond to the lack of nutritious food and proper exercise. I stayed at the jewelry counter as the rest of the group took off toward some wacky furniture piece.

I looked in the glass cases and spied something that looked like an iPhone. It had numerous prices marked threw meaning it had being sitting there for a while. The current price was only a few dollars, much less than what I had paid for lunch.

Getting the clerk's attention, I got a chance to examine it up close. Though first glance it was a twin of an iPhone, up close it had no marking. It wasn't clear which side was the front or back. There were no buttons, doors, ports and any dents along the entire surface. Still I was intrigued.

Just as I finished my purchase, my friends returned to claim me. I showed them my purchase and it was clear they thought I had wasted my money. I finally said that I would make it a trophy and display on my wall. There was a laugh chorus of laughter as I was herded out the door.

Several stores later, we finial all went our separate ways. I drove home, thinking about the shiny chunk of metal in my pocket. It was certainly a mystery.

Once I was home, I looked again to see how I would charge it. I still couldn't find any access points. I set the thing down next to my cell phones charger and I heard a distinct click. I look at the thing again and spotted what looked like an exact copy of the charging port my cell phone uses. I was certain it had not been there before. I tried my charger and fit perfectly. Though invisible, a small red spot would appear, blink and fade away. I figure the thing was charging.

Later that night, as I was heading to bed, I passed by the charging thing. The red spot was gone, a green spot had taken its place. Sort of look like a sticker/ decal but it was part of the thing's surface.

I held the thing as I unplugged. There was an odd feeling through hand that came from the thing. I sense that it was checking me out somehow. It wasn't painful, more like a series of soft vibrations. It didn't last very long.

Then the thing in my hand began to morph. The flat surface facing me, faded from shiny metal to slick black glass. Slowly an image began to appear. It was a slow process like something that hadn't been used in a while going through the motions again.

When the image came into focus, it was me. Well actually a nude 3-d version of me slowly rotating. Honestly I was not excited to see myself.

On the screen there was a single button, 'Change'. I quickly clicked it which caused my nude image to disappear. Here I was presented with more choices. They included , preset, custom, accessories, scan and reset. The reset option was grayed out.

I thought for a moment and clicked on the presets. Another 3-d image of a naked man appear, thankfully this time it was some gorgeous hunk. Along the bottom of the screen was a slider that ran from 1 to 143. As I moved the slider, the image changed. It was an impressive array of handsome men of various skin tones and colors, most with muscular builds.

When the image of the massive bodybuilder appeared, I spotted to examine it more closely. I really like that his junk wasn't small shrunken bits were more the size of a porn star. I touched the screen to see how I could resize the image, but it didn't change.

I felt a cold breeze across my body. I looked up briefly, but I was alone and I figured it was just some breeze or some wind. Looking back at the thing, I continued to scroll through the body collection. Each time I tapped the screen, it failed to provide any close-up images.

After reaching the end of the list, I decided that I should go to bed and play with the thing so more in the morning. I placed it down and walked down the hall. I became aware that something was quite right, I thought perhaps I was coming down with something.

In my bedroom, I spotted in front of the full length mirror. I hated reminders that I had allowed myself to grow fat. I went to pull off my clothes, when I realized that I was naked. Looking at my reflection, I nearly screamed.

Starting back a me with a shocked look was one of the guys I had seen on the thing. Actually it was the last one that I had wanted to see his enlargement. It was bizarre to see a muscle stud.

I ran my hand over my smooth hard body. My impressive new cock was swelling with attention. It didn't take long before I pulling on it for all it's worth. Reaching that point of explosion, my head went back and I moaned loudly. After the moment passed, I looked that huge splash I had made on the mirror. It was like I had saved up all week for that kind of release.

After cleaning up the bedroom, I walked back to the thing. As soon as I had it in my hand the screen was glowing again and an image of my current nude self was rotating. Now two options appeared, reset and change. I clicked the reset.

Looking down, I was again full clothed and back to my former body. I realized that the coldness I had felt earlier was when my clothes disappeared. I had a strong desire to play some more with the thing but I fought myself and went to bed. I knew I should be well rested to explore my new toy.

I thought I wouldn't fall asleep, the sudden release of tension a few minutes before seemed to make it so much easier. I knew I had numerous dreams about the hunky men I has seen on the thing. When the first light came through my window, I jumped out of bed.

Racing to the thing, I picked it up and it quickly display the rotating 3-d nude image of me. I clicked on the change option and then the presets. I was looking for a guy who looked like a cyclist. I had a plan to go for a bike ride. It didn't take long to find the guy I wanted to be. The cool feeling across my body confirmed that I was naked.

Now I was intrigued by the accessories option. I clicked on it see several options including clothes, accessories, and environment. I wanted to dress the part of a weekend road warrior, so I touched the clothes option. It was a series of navigations were I found sports, then cycling.

My image on the thing updated to reflect one of the cycling uniform options. There were over a dozen as I viewed each one. I finally settled on a red and black outfit. Touching image fitted the skintight spandex to my body. I twisted around a bit to enjoy the tight feeling.

Navigating back, I found shoes, helmet, glasses and even a bike. Now I was ready for my ride and it was still fairly early in the morning. I slipped my key into the small pocket on my bike shorts and headed out the door.

I was a few blocks away from a large park with miles of trails. I had never had the energy before to venture too far from the parking lot. Now I was speeding along and soon entered the woods.

Had been riding a while when I felt that need to empty my bladder. There certainly weren't any bathrooms out here, but there wasn't anyone around.

I pulled off the trail and went deep into the thick brush. When I was sure I was alone, I pulled out my half mongrel of a man snake and let it flow
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Focused on the steady stream, I failed to notice the noises around me. I was shaking the last drips when I fellow cyclists appeared. He was very similar to me with nice muscle tone and skintight spandex. I just froze in place.

The stud explained that he had been following me for a few miles. When I darted off the trail, he thought I might be in trouble. Then he introduced himself, I instinctively reached out to shake his hand and my cock fell with a thud against leg.

We both laughed for a moment, then a grin appeared on the stud's face. He stepped in close in front of me and then slowly lowered himself. I was confused at what was going on. The stud gingerly gripped my cock and placed it in his mouth.

I wanted to protest, but this guy was expertly swelling my cock to full staff and driving me crazy. My hands found the stud's shoulders to steady myself. Soon I was grunting and moaning as my cock was going deep down his throat. For a moment, I wondered how he was breathing.

My head flipped back, I was about to shot. I tried to pull out, but I was polled in closer. It was an incredibly intense orgasm as I pumped my plump balls dry into his stomach.

Both of us were breathing hard, when the stud stood up and kissed me. There was sweetly sour taste on his lips. I figured it was some of my own juices and thought that I tasted pretty good. Without a word, he walked away leaving me still panting.

After tucking my somewhat limp dick down my shorts, I made my way to the trail. Looking around, I was once again alone. Slowly mounting my bike, I continued my ride. I still thought about what had happened all the way home.

Once I was home, I took a long hot shower. Not bothering to get dressed, I made a huge breakfast. I was hungry and wolfed down the food in record time.

Siting at my computer, sipping my second cup of coffee, I was looking at my email. Then I noticed an event invite from my friend Jerry. There was fitness show this weekend and he thought it might encourage me to start working out. I laughed.

I continued through my message but I kept thinking about all of the muscle guys who would be at the show. Now that I had the thing, I could change myself and not be embarrassed to walk around.

With the thing in my hand, I clicked on the reset option. I felt the tight spandex disappeared off my body. Looking around, the helmet, glasses, shoes and bike were gone. I was my normal self in my Pj's.

Back to the collection of me, I selected a young muscle hunk. I liked his smooth chest, trimmed pubs and all-over tan. With my body transformed, I fondled my new cock and balls. They weren't overly impressive, but decent.

Going through clothes option, I got a skintight sleeves tee shirt and some tight jeans. I thought about underwear, but the jeans were so comfortable that I went commando.

It was just after Noon when I arrived at the show. It seemed like they were just setting up for the day. As I passed one of the vendor tables, I spotted this muscle guy wearing the skimpiest of red posing suits. I stopped and spoke with him, we shook hands.

The muscle guy started asking me question. Soon I was pulling up my shirt to show off my rock hard six pack. It seemed like he was going to ask me something else when I women appeared. I figured it was assistant to help man the booth.

I stepped aside and pulled out the thing. My currently studly nude image was rotating on the screen. I was curious what the scan was about and my guess was it would add it to the preset collection.

With the muscle stud still talking to his assistant, I located the scan option. The screen changed to what appeared to be an overhead view of the immediate area around me. It took a moment to orient myself on the screen. Locating the muscle stud, I tapped his location.

I looked up to see the muscle stud freeze mid-sentence and then continue as nothing happened. Looking at the screen on the thing, there was now a 3-d nude rotating image of the muscle stud. There were two options that appeared, save and delete. I clicked the save and my current 3-d rotating image reappeared on the screen.

When the stud finished with his assistant, he motioned for me to come over. He asked that I pull off my shirt. I agreed and he looked very impressed. Then he asked that I drop my pants. I innocently explain that I wasn't wearing anything underneath.

He laughed as he slapped me on the back. Turning around, I got a great view of his muscular butt as he retrieve something from his bag. Turning back around, placing an arm around my shoulder, he held up some small piece of black fabric. Pulling me along, the muscle stud said that he was going to get me into the posing suit.

It was clear that my new mentor was a popular guy and knew nearly everyone there. Along the back of the show was a guarded door. We were challenged, but my muscle stud swung around the posing suit and we were admitted.

This back room was filled large muscle guys getting ready to go on stage for a show. I felt like a kid in a candy store. I found a corner and quietly pulled off my jeans. Then staring at the wall, I pulled on the posing suit. I had never felt so naked in public before.

I turned around and saw that everyone else was busy and weren't paying me much attention. Even the muscle stud had walked off to chat with others.

I retrieved the thing from my jeans and used this opportunity to scan as many guys as I could. I had gotten over a dozen new bodies when the muscle stud returned. He asked if I was taking pics and I explained that I was simply texting friends.

We made it back to the muscle stud's table where we started greeting his customers. Seems like I was now the live-action animate mannequin for his posing suits. It was working because he sold a few.

I wanted to go see the bodybuilding show, but I was frequently interrupted. It was as the show was closing that the crowds left the table. As I pulled on my jeans and shirt, the stud told me that I could keep the posing suit as payment for my time. I thought about protesting but I did remember that he did get me access to all of those bodybuilders to scan.

Once I was outside, an older muscle guy came up behind me. He said he had won a trophy in today's contest and he was willing to do some personal posing training. Seems that he was away from home and his plane left in the morning. I knew what he was hinting at and I quickly agreed.

Back at the old muscle guy's hotel room we did go through some posing training with both of us in our posing suit. It didn't last too long before we were in bed. The old guy had a short fuse and shot early. Also with the exhaustion of the show, the poor guy passed out.

I left the hotel and started on my way home. I knew my weekend was winding down, I would have to be at work in the morning. It's when I saw my high school football coach of a neighbor that I thought I should try to have just a little more fun.

[Lucas88]

Hey, man! Been a fan of your bodysuit stuff on the yahoo group for a long time. This was a great read...looking forward to you posting more!

Lucas

[TitanMuscle]

Me too!!! Looking forward to more of your post!!!

[Otaru_grower]

I like this, it's a fun little story and very hot.