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Danny and Chubs were hanging out in the alley behind the old bowling alley. Green Hills was a pretty small and boring town; there was one drive-in movie theater that played movies from like five years ago, and the bowling alley was always empty but it had some decent arcade games. Green Hills didn’t have any sort of skate park, or even stuff that would be useful for a street skater like conveniently placed rails or benches.
Danny was a skater punk. He was wearing a black skull beanie over his long blonde hair, he had an eyebrow piercing that his mom hated. With the hair and piercings, Danny could easily be accused of looking kind of girly, and he usually dressed in grunge flannels, and ripped jeans that hung off his skinny frame. Danny passed the smoke back to Chubs, his best friend since first grade.
Chubs was, befitting the name, a bit of a butterball. His head was clean shaven and he always wore oversized shirts and hoodies to hide his belly fat. Chubs always got picked on for being black and overweight, so he tried to pick up boxing from his uncle. He didn’t drop a whole lot of weight, but he could throw a mean punch which got him kicked out of school but at least the bullies to leave him alone.
‘That’s new,” Chubs nodded to a little antique shop across the way called “Dr. Bradbury’s Treasure Trove”.
“I guess,” Danny shrugged.
“Nah, I know it is. That used to be the photo place. Think they got anything good?”
Danny looked at Chubs. “What, you wanna go antiquing or something?”
Chubs shrugged and took another drag. “Hey man, you seen American Pickers. Sometimes they got cool shit.”
“Danny usually just went along with whatever Chubs wanted to do, so the two of them went to check out the shop. The photography store had been completely revamped with old world decor, elaborately carved wood and heavily patterned rugs. There were several old bookshelves groaning under the weight of various books, knick-knacks and bric-a-brac.
“Man, look at this old shit!” Danny laughed as he tapped the hammer on an old school alarm clock.
“Don’t touch unless you plan to buy.” a cool voice muttered behind him. Danny almost jumped out of his skin.
An older man was standing there, leaning on an ornate cane that had a head carved like a snake or a dragon. He was dressed in an old Victorian tuxedo, complete with a top hat. He had a neatly pointed silver streaked beard and piercing blue eyes.
“Uh, sorry man!” Danny squeaked out. The stranger was looking at him in a weird way. Danny felt reassured when Chubs stepped up next to him.
“Two outcasts from the look of things…” the stranger muttered, still giving them weird glances. “What are you looking for?” he finally asked.
“We were just checking out the new place, man.”
The old dude waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. “Yes, yes. But what are you looking for?”
Danny looked around the antique store. “Uh, I dunno, man, something weird or cool I guess?”
The old man, presumably Dr. Bradbury, stared at him. “Weird and cool.” he repeated after a moment. “Well, Danny, I suppose I have plenty of both.” He swept his arm about theatrically. “What is your heart’s desire?”
Danny thought about that. “Uh, I dunno.”
“Of course you do. But perhaps you have trouble articulating it.”
“You got like bahis siteleri any boxing stuff? My friend is into MMA.” Danny shifted uncomfortable, not enjoying the stranger’s scrutiny.
“Indeed I do.” Dr. Bradbury walked a few aisles over and pulled down an old leather weight belt. “This once belonged to a young man named Joe Frazier. Quite the skilled pugilist.”
“Smoking Joe?” Chubs asked with a raised eyebrow. “Damn, this must be expensive!” He ran his fingertips over the old cracked leather.
“Since your friend knew your heart’s desire, perhaps you know his?” Dr. Bradbury asked with a raised eyebrow.
Chubs looked at Danny. “You got like any cool necklaces? Chains or something?”
“Ah, good to see an appreciation of jewelry. I have just the thing.” Dr. Bradbury went ti to a different shelf and pulled down an ivory box. He opened it and showed Danny a delicate silver chain necklace with a horned heart pendant hanging from it.
“Yeah that’s pretty cool,” Danny had to admit. “Look better on a chick, though.”
“I got it from a Hollywood starlet that died from an overdose.”
“What is it like 500 dollars?” Chubs asked.
“I think 20 dollars is a fair price for the both of them.”
Danny and Chubs looked at each other, both wondering if they were being scammed.
“What do you think, man?”
Chubs shrugged. “Even if the belt ain’t from Frazier, 40 bucks and too bad for the necklace. I’ll cover it for you.”
“Thanks, man!” Danny said, shocked.
“It’s settled then.” Dr. Bradbury handed the two boys their prizes and sent them on their way.
*******
A few minutes later, Chubs and Danny were inside the bowling alley arcade. Danny was playing Mrs. Pac-Man, his new necklace hanging down on his chest. Chubs had tried the old leather weight belt on, and thought it was a little too tight around his gut.
“Man, I need to cut back on the calories,” Chubs sighed as he munched on some nachos.
Danny shrugged, his hands playing a curly strand of his long golden hair. “Well, you know, people got different genetics and stuff. All those magazine cover models are airbrushed as fuck anyways, don’t worry about that shit”
“Whatever man, what song do you wanna hear?”
“Anything but this early 2000s pop bullshit. See if they got some Slayer or Slipknot.”
“I think Metallica is the best we’re gonna get.”
“I like Metallica!” Danny said defensive.
“Fuck Metallica!!”
“Pff. Fuck you.” The two smiled and laughed at each other.
Chubs walked over to drop quarters in the jukebox. After a minute the familiar first few chords of For Whom the Bell Tolls was playing over the sound system. While Chubs was gone, Danny tried pulling his shirt in a more comfortable position. It felt tight and ill fitting, especially across his chest. His baggy jeans now felt too snug around his hips and waist. He chewed on his lip ring, a typical nervous habit. Danny thought his lips felt kind of puffy too. Was he sick, or allergic to something?
“Oh man, I don’t feel so good…” Chubs muttered behind him.
Danny looked over his shoulder. The leather belt wasn’t digging into Chub’s belly anymore. His waist was slim, and his shoulders were wider than before. Danny noticed that his friend’s softer features were now sharper, canlı bahis siteleri harder. Chub’s stout body was more athletic, his shirt hanging off his firm muscled torso.
“Um…Chubs?” Danny asked confused, before gasping as a strange sensation rocked his lower tummy. “Ohh, what the fuck?” Danny groaned out while doubled over.
“Danny, you okay?” Chubs asked, concerned for his best friend despite still feeling a strain himself. His muscles felt like they were being swollen and stretched.
Danny felt two lumps swelling in his chest behind his nipples, growing larger and larger uncontrollably. Danny reached up to feel two soft mounds of heavy fat spilling through his fingers. Danny’s thighs pressed together as he felt his groin going through a strange metamorphosis.
“What’s happening to me?” Danny whined, his voice softer and high pitched.
“Dude, you look like a chick…” Chubs eyes were wide with shock. “A hot one, too!”
“Shut up man! You lose all your baby fat and I grow tits? What the fuck?”
“Oh man that’s not the only thing that’s growing…” Chubs reached a hand down to cup his groin, his hands grasping a thicker shaft that he was used to. “Damn this is weird…”
Danny run her hands over her new female body. She had long shapely legs, wide hips, and a sexy ass. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her thin shirt let her cup her big rack.
“Damn, let me feel them!” Chub said, reaching out to fondle Danny’s breasts. “Those are nice big porn star tits, but they’re natural!”
“This isn’t fucking natural, Chubs! God damn it, we should go to the hospital!”
“Dani, calm down, okay?” Chubs placed his big hands on Dani’s slim shoulders. It felt reassuring. “Maybe we’re just like, really really high or something!”
Dani slid her arms around Chub’s hard torso, sobbing into his chest. The flood of emotions and hormones were too much for her. “I’m really scared!”
“Its okay, baby girl. I’m here.” Chub enveloped her in his big strong arms, his hands sliding down Dani’s back. Dani felt way better, and she couldn’t help but notice Chub’s large erection pressing against her thigh.
“Ugh, Chubs, gross!” Dani pushed her best friend away. “Why are you hard right now? Seriously!”
“Sorry, Dani, I can’t help it. You, um, just look in the mirror, you’ll see.” Chubs rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
Dani turned to look in the glass mirror behind the food bar. She was stunned. Dani was used to looking in the mirror and seeing a grungy skater punk that was kind of androgynous with long hair and too many piercings. There was nothing androgynous about the body she was rocking now. She was a babe, and she saw Chubs staring at her ass while she was turned around.
“Oh, god, it feels like my dick is stretched to the limit!” Chubs groaned, undoing his pants and pulling out a massive slab of meat.
“Holy shit!” Danny gasped. She couldn’t help but reach out and touch it. Her fingers could barely close around the thick veiny shaft, hefting it up as it throbbed in her hand. “Its like a Pringles can…”
“Mmm, it feels better when you touch it…” Chubs groaned. He reached up and ran his fingers through Dani’s soft golden locks.
“Ugh, I can’t believe I touched it! This is so gay, man!” Dani pouted.
“Don’t stop, it hurts güvenilir bahis when you stop!” Chubs worked his hips as Dani stroked his cock, rubbing her palm up and down it. “Yeah just like that, ten times better.” Chubs eyes shot back open and he looked at Dani.
“Dude.” He said sternly.
“What?” Dani asked, still jerking her best friend off.
“Are you hard?”
“No!” Dani rolled her eyes. Then she froze, her hands scrambling for her jeans. Tugging them down, she was horrified to find that in place of Danny’s smaller than average penis she had a glistening pink little pussy.
“Ohhh what the fuck!”
“Mmm, it ain’t gay now, Dani!” Chubs smiled, his fingertips gently stroking Dani’s pussy, smoothly rubbing her inner and outer folds. “Feel good, baby girl?” He asked with a grin.
Dani arched her back, her thighs opening wider for Chubs involuntarily. Her voice was a mix of soft little gasps and a whining high pitched moan.
Chubs guided Dani to the pool table. He rubbed and caress her smooth upper thighs before showing off his new strength by lifting Dani up by her hips and setting her on the green velvet table.
“Lay back, baby girl,” Chubs instructed. “Daddy Chubs is going to take care of you.”
Dani felt shy and embarrassed about her new pussy, but she let Daddy take control. Chubs guided the big plump head of his fat cock to her slit, prodding it at first before slowly popping inside.
Chubs let out a low primal groan as he slowly sank himself deeper into Dani’s pussy, his hands holding her hips firm as he started sliding in and out, letting her tight little hole adjust to his size. Chubs grabbed the hem of Dani’s shirt and pushed it up over her big melons, watching them bounce and jiggle as he started thrusting with more speed and power.
Dani’s little pussy was now gushing wet, smearing Chub’s cock with shiny pussy juice. She rolled her hips, grinding herself against that big Daddy dick. She had never felt like this in her life, this felt better than when she lost her virginity as a boy. Losing her virginity as a girl was way more intense. Chubs was so fucking big, he was stretching out her tight little pussy. She wanted more, harder and deeper, and told him so. Chubs smiled and obliged her.
Dani wrapped her arms around Chub’s neck, kissing him passionately as he brought her to another orgasm. She never felt happier in her life. Chubs was driving himself into her balls deep, giving her every massive inch, getting ready to bury himself inside her and explode.
Dani felt the huge load of warm liquid flow deep into her pussy, leaking out as Chubs gave her a couple more thrusts for good measure.
The two of them lay there on the pool table in each other’s arms.
*********
Danny lay on his bed in his room, smoking a cigarette and staring at the necklace hanging from his mirror. His male body felt weird and awkward compared to the bimbo body his necklace gave him, but it was what he knew and he liked being able to switch back and forth at will.
Chubs was enjoying his new body, too. The funny thing was that he didn’t change back to a fat guy when he took the belt off – his body stayed as the hung bull that was always horny. Danny shrugged – they were both happy with what they got, he supposed.
Danny’s phone buzzed. A text from Chubs – “Wanna come over?”
Danny texted back. “Yeah. We skating or gaming?”
“Whatever you wanna do.”
Danny smiled, knowing where this was going.
“Want me to bring Danielle?”
“I wasn’t gonna ask but yeah I need my girl <3."
Danielle texted back “xoxo”.
