I look young for my age so when I wear a waistcoat or suit I feel like a kid wearing their Dad’s clothes, just playing dress-up. I wish I had the build and face to look like a mature adult that would wear a waistcoat to show off their masculinity.
The genie has put his measuring tape against every possible part of your body by now, surely. He finishes measuring how much your ears stick out and finally steps back, a considering expression on his handsome face. He nods. “Here!”
With a wave of his hand, the genie is holding a heathered charcoal waistcoat. You hold it dubiously, sure that it will be too big, but at the genie’s urging you slip it on top of your T-shirt.
Of course you weren’t wearing a T-shirt. You only wear perfectly pressed white dress shirts. It’s important to always look your best, and you secretly love the pull of the buttons against your toned chest muscles. You move to look in the mirror, stroking your carefully maintained stubble as you consider the waistcoat.
The genie names a price, and you gasp. For one waistcoat? It’s daylight robbery! But then again, the craftsmanship is impeccable. And, you think, stroking your Rolex, it’s not like you can’t afford it. Plus, it makes you look so distinguished.
Your cock chubs in your slacks. You love the feeling of silk underwear. You lick your lips. “Done,” you tell the genie, pulling out your platinum card. You can’t wait to get back to your office at the end of your lunch break and jack off at your desk. No need for porn when you look this sexy and expensive.
Another wish fulfilled.
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Not sure if you can help me but, recently I’ve found out about this guy called Eddie Chipp and now all I can think about is how I want be like him, or maybe I even want to be him. To be so big, and not care how little I wear because I’m absolutely gorgeous
After finding this man I see the appeal for sure. We just have to make this happen. Without warning you find yourself floating through the air in a house that you’re not familiar with. There is Eddie. Posing in front of a mirror looking hot with b his muscles body. You slamming the back of him and take immediate control of his meaty flesh. “Woah !” You scream out in his voice. You bend and flex your body. Finally in control of the one man you wished to be. But then you hear a voice in the back of your head and realize that Eddie is still there. Unable to take control of his body ever again. But he can talk to you. You look down at your body and think about all the things you’re going to do in this one. Eddie knows what you’re thinking and screams no! But that doesn’t stop you was strutting to the bathroom with with meaty size 14s. It’s time Eddie had the first taste of his body. After all he’s going to be eating a lot more of it from now on.
Did leg day in my tightest jockstrap today 🤭
And I thought he couldn’t get hotter
When I finally break bad habits and go to the gym, it’s over for you all!!!
Gear on and guns out 💪💜
You’re cute as is, but let’s bulk you up to make a strong guy that could easily dominate smaller men. However, there’s no fun in it if that muscle is only for show, so let’s make you a rugby player that can show off on and off the pitch, and maybe find someone to worship that post-match musk of yours.
This body is sick mate. Luv the tattoos and my beard. It's weird I know all the rules to rugby now, good thing too cause I love a playing a good rugby match with my mates after work in this body now. Good thing my mates are all as bulky as me so we can worship each others muscles in the showers.