Hello, Pink Fairy?
I am craving size so much but muscles take time to build and I need to get huge now. I’ll do anything. I’ll give up my IQ and my sex life to feed my muscles. Drain my IQ and use it to make my muscles huge. Use the cum I’m not using anymore to speed my metabolism, making me shredded.
Oh please, Pink Fairy, I beg you!
Pete’s transformation continues and George pays him a visit to finish the job.
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Pete hurries home after his confrontation with George, his chest weighing heavy—both figuratively and literally—with the consequences of his actions.
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When out and proud bodybuilder George “invades” Pete’s happy place at the gym, he lashes out rather unkindly. Fortunately, George has the means to give him a much-needed attitude adjustment.
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A young man and his homophobic brother and father are changed forever when they encounter a mysterious board game from his grandfather’s collection.
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The strangest thing just came in the post for me. I didn’t order a cock ring but it arrived in an envelope with a purple seal on the back.
Pink Fairy, lately my Daddy hasn’t been spending much time with me. I think he is self conscious about his small cock. Is there anyway to make my Daddy’s dick bigger? I would do anything for him! I just want to serve him. I think if we could make his cock bigger, me and him would be spending more time together.
I’d love to spend all my time with him.
This is a rewrite of a request previously received and responded to on Tumblr.
Hey Pink Fairy,
I got assigned to share a suite with a couple of other guys at college this year. It is a pretty standard set up — we each have a small room for sleeping and studying with a common living area and bathroom to share.
The problem is my roommates, Brad and Zack. I just don’t mesh with them. I mean, I get it on some level. We don’t have a lot in common. They’re both jocks — tall, muscular, handsome, popular. And straight.
I’m fit, but kind of short and not terribly athletic. And I’m more of an intellectual. Me being gay hasn’t been too much of an issue for them, except…they’ve kind of made it clear that they don’t want me around much.
They treat our living area like their own private space so there is little space left for me or my stuff. They totally control the TV and gaming. And they even stop talking as soon as I enter the room, and sit there awkwardly until I finish what I’m doing and leave. I pretty quickly gave up any idea of hanging out with them, using the space, or…you know…having any kind of a relationship with either of them.
I have to be honest, they both make pretty nice eye candy. But I can’t even really enjoy that because I don’t want them to think I’m perving on them and give them even more of a reason to make things awkward around our place.
Truthfully, I’m getting kind of annoyed at the situation and being crammed in my little room all the time. I don’t need to crush on them, or be best friends with them or anything. I just wish they’d want to have me around more.
I sure could use your help.
Josh
It’s probably never a good idea for an arrogant Alpha jock to take rides home from strangers.
Charlie Morrison is a red-blooded, straight, Christian American man, and he thinks that the world is meant to bow to his every whim. He thinks himself above everyone else, but when the sins of his past come back to haunt him, it doesn’t take very long to knock him down a few pegs.