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Costume Party
🕑 Added 2018-11-01 03:47:37 +0000 UTC“Come on man! You’re supposed to dress up for who you want to be!” Logan chastised his roommate. “Think of something fun! Think of something sexy!” He gave Kyle a bit of a wink as he said it.
“I don’t like Halloween,” Kyle said. “Dressing up is just annoying.” He’d just put on a football jersey. It was Francis Corbain’s jersey. The giant lineman had been doing better this season than he’d been doing for years. Some people thought he was on his way out after his first couple of seasons but he really ramped up his practices making him one of the biggest guys on the field. “This is a costume…”
“Sure it is…” Logan rolled his eyes. “I guess if you want to be some dumb football player that’s fine. But I still think it’s lazy.” He’d bought an entire magical potions master costume that came with a portable chemistry set and wand.
“But comfortable,” Kyle replied. “I can’t imagine carrying that thing around all night.”
Logan let out a single laugh. “I guess…” Kyle felt like there was something behind that statement. “Whatever. As long as you agree to have fun; I don’t care. Okay? This is our first frat party and it took a lot to convince Quinton to let us go.”
“I know…” Kyle replied. “I’ll have fun.”
“Good,” Logan said leading the way to the frat house. He’d been excited about this party almost all month. Kyle didn’t know how he convinced Quinton to invite the two of them. The jock had a lot of problems with them and didn’t keep them very secret. But somehow Logan got him to agree and now we were headed towards the party.
Kyle wasn’t one to do too well at parties like this. His more introverted personality kept him in his dorm a lot more than out and around the campus. Staying in his room looking up stuff online was plenty good for him. He stood in a corner watching Logan mess around at the drinks table. He figured Logan was just making some kind of special drink that he’d be worried to try. Logan had such an abrasive impulse to try new things that Kyle usually was afraid of what he might have been talked into.
Looking around he could see a bunch of guys already with red solo cups filled with alcohol. They challenged each other to drinking contests and a beer pong table was set up with several guys playing. Kyle felt a tap on his shoulder and he looked at Logan handing him a drink.
“Come on. Have a little fun,” Logan grinned. Kyle took the drink and held it up to his mouth. “To fun!” he held the cup back and took a drink. Kyle copied but made sure to keep his lips closed. Logan seemed to notice and put his finger under the cup making it impossible for him not to start drinking. He chugged the entire cup and nearly choked. “That’s it. All the way down.”
The bitter taste filled Kyle’s mouth. He wasn’t used to drinking; especially not this much. He gave Logan a weak thumbs up. “All the way down…” Kyle repeated.
“Bro! I don’t know how you did it but that shit’s fire man! I don’t think I’ve ever had alcohol this good. I mean Quint said you were going to bring something awesome but I didn’t expect anything like this!” Hank, one of the main frat guys, pulled Logan into a hug and nearly spun him around. He’d obviously already been drinking a lot but didn’t show any signs of stopping. His huge body was sturdy enough to take a whole lot more alcohol than most. And his Hulk costume just let him show off that body even more.
Most people wouldn’t have expected him to enjoy Halloween so much. But if Will had a reason to show off his body to the ladies he’d take it. Buying some clothes a few sizes too small was more than enough to make him feel like a giant. The remains draped over his shoulders and the jeans were torn around his knees.
“You like it?” Logan asked.
“Like it?! Dude this shit fuckin rocks! You’re going to be coming to all our parties now man! Like if I’d known you’d been so alcoholy inclined I’d invited you at the start of the year,” Hank slurred. “Where’ve you been hiding it all this time?”
“A wizard never reveals his secrets.”
Hank just let out a deep uproarious laugh. “Alright bro. I don’t care. Long as you bring back more I don’t give a shit.” He leaned onto Logan’s body trying to support his own. His eyes seemed to lock onto Logan’s a bit longer than normal. Kyle figured it had to be the alcohol slowing him down.
“Yo Hank! You’re next for beer pong!” one of the frat guys in a toga shouted.
“Next time,” Hank grinned at Logan. Kyle thought he saw a wink but wasn’t really sure.
“Everything alright?” Logan asked. It didn’t look like concern but rather a sense of curiosity.
“Uhh… Yeah…” Kyle said hiding behind his cup. He had to agree. The drink was one of the best he’d ever had. Even the bitterness was leaving his mouth. “I’m going to get some more.”
“Don’t get too wasted buddy. I don’t want to drag you’re heavy ass home!” Logan called out to him.
Kyle wasn’t sure what he meant. He wasn’t that big of a guy. 5’8” 140 pounds wasn’t that big especially compared to a lot of the guys around him. They were all so much bigger than him. Each one had a different costume to show off their muscular bodies. Kyle always felt a little jealous of them. Their arms were nice and round and two slabs of muscle stuck out from their chest. The guys in togas and Roman soldier uniforms loved showing off their abs.
It was always for the girls. The guys with abs would always find the perfect costume to show it off for the ladies. But it’s not like Kyle wouldn’t get a good look here and there. He’d seen Matt in his Neanderthal costume. The wrestler seemed to have gone all out for it too. He’d grown his hair on his head and face so long. It didn’t look like a wig. It actually looked like it was attached to his face. Not to mention all the hair that was growing on his body. Dense forests of brown filled his barren chest and abs. It went all the way down his legs and arms. The strong masculine jaw squared out even more while his forehead pushed forward.
Kyle stared for a second feeling like he was seeing something strange happening. He saw Matt get approached by someone. Kyle felt like he should know him but the name kept slipping his mind. The sexy cat approached Matt and put his finger underneath his beard. His lithe muscular body looked so good in just the black underwear with a long black tail running down his back. ‘Mel,’ he snapped realizing who it was. He was in his biology class. But seeing him now he couldn’t help but notice how little was down in front.
But looking at Matt’s posture he didn’t seem to mind. His strong muscular body easily lifted the other man over his shoulder as he headed for another room. Mel’s pointed ears twitched as he was carried away while his tail swished in excitement.
“Not much for costumes? Me either,” someone pulled Kyle out of his thoughts. He was just in a green shirt, camo pants and brown boots. “Names Dan,” he held out his hand to shake Kyle’s. “Didn’t realize there were so many bunnies and cats that went to school here.”
Kyle looked around the room realizing just how many of the guys had long white or brown ears with a fuzzy cotton tail over their speedos or the short pointed fuzzy ears with a long tail. Their ripped bodies easily showed off to all the Roman guards and royalty. The more lithe animal men presented themselves to the much stronger and broader shouldered men. Their sexy little bodies worked their way onto the bigger men. Both were so obviously horny as they rubbed their strong bodies up and down each other. Kyle was starting to get a little aroused.
He brushed his cock in his pants feeling it nice and hard. “Yeah…” he moaned at the sensation. A sudden cramp overcame his stomach as he thought about it. “Err…” he groaned. The sudden feeling made him feel really sick. “I’ll be right back…”
Kyle rushed to the bathroom trying not to throw up all over the floor. He ran past Quinton who currently had Stephen hanging off of his body. The strong muscled fireman could easily hold the weight of the much smaller police man. His wide shoulders pushed him up against the wall and he let out a moan of pleasure. Kyle could tell the police man was having such a good time as he gripped his handcuffed hands even tighter around Quinton’s back.
“Ky-le,” only Hank ever grunted his name like that. The massive hulking man filled whatever doorway or hallway he was in. His eight and half foot frame was loaded with so much muscle no single person could take him down. He walked closer to Kyle. “Ky-le. Where Lo-gan?” he grunted.
“I don’t know…” Kyle muttered. “I was just headed to…” The cramp in Kyle’s stomach made him keel over again. He leaned against the wall trying to contain himself.
“Something wrong. Hank not gay. Quinton not gay. Where women?” Hank spoke in his usual way. The slow determined speech was hard for him to do. That’s why he worked out so often. His massive size and lightly tinted green skin always made him stand out. “Logan fix.”
“What’s Logan supposed to fix?” Kyle asked as Hank looked at his friend fucking the other man against the wall. He seemed to zone out as his big hand pressed up against his dick. The massive bulge in the jeans was enough to make anyone a little worried. The likely hood of it fitting inside someone was next to none. He brushed it again realizing that Kyle said something.
“Logan fix. Logan fix. Hank horny. Can’t think…” Hank grunted. His hand was working himself even faster as he watched his best friend go at it. The giant hand pulled his pants out of the way and pulled his dick out. The massive member easily fit inside his hand while he kept pumping it. Each pump seemed to make him even bigger. Every muscles on his body was pushing his body past any human limit. His head was rapidly pulling closer to the ten foot ceilings.
Kyle watched as he pulled his cock over and over again. His vigorous nature and powerful arms worked to the max. Thick veins pulled out of his dark green skin. Each pump seemed to draw him closer. His eyes rolled back and a wave of pleasure took over his body as cum erupted from his dick. His hips bucked back and forth as him mind went blank with the pleasure.
“Hank smash!” he bellowed out flexing his unbelievably large arms. The beast was ready to find a mate and Kyle knew he needed to get out of his way. The big guy was horny as hell again and was on the lookout. Luckily there was another cat who intercepted him before he got himself too riled up again. There was already enough of his cum splattered across the walls in the hall. It didn’t need to fill the living room too.
However the pain in Kyle’s stomach got him to think about something else. He rushed into the bathroom and splashed some water on his face. It helped a little. He looked up at the mirror in front of him but didn’t recognize the face. “Huh?” he questioned as he ran his hand through his facial hair. The long brown beard filled his face. “I didn’t…” but the thought left his mind as he saw his hairline starting to recede a little. He stood up but felt a dizzy spell come over him. It was like he was taller or something.
Looking down he saw his body starting to stretch longer. His limbs pulled themselves out into longer versions of themselves. He fell back into the wall. “What’s…?” he muttered but his dick pulsed. It ached with need. He brushed his hand against it feeling the wave of pleasure for himself. He could understand why Hank’s eyes fluttered back. It just felt so good as he rubbed it again.
Weight was rapidly adding to his frame just like it had for Hank. But instead of pure muscle for showing off, it was dense muscle with a bit of fat on top. The muscle was far more useful for things other than lifting weights. He had to be able to run around while also taking hits. If it was too dense he’d be far more prone to injury. He needed to be strong but also durable. That’s what all the drill were for.
It was getting harder for Kyle to think. He couldn’t remember who he was. “I’m not a football player,” he reminded himself of his small weaker body. But as his eyes caught the reflection, he couldn’t understand what he was seeing. The jersey he wore stretched across his frame. He could see each muscle he’d work so hard to gain. “I’m a biochem major,” he told himself. But new memories of taking easy marketing courses that he barely showed up to filled his mind. Someone like him would rather be in the gym than some dumb class. “I’m…” Even before he could finish the thought, years of football training and strategy filled his mind. It was all he could think about. He lived football.
“Hey there big guy,” a knock on the door pulled him back to reality. He looked down at his massive hands that could easily grip a football in confusion. This was his body but why didn’t it feel right. “You okay in there?”
“Yeah… I’m good. I’ll be out in a sec,” Kyle washed his hands pretending that he was finishing up. He was trying to think about what was going on. Why was Hank so set on finding Logan?
Kyle opened the door and saw his little military buddy standing there waiting for him. “Took you long enough,” he poked. “Thought you’d gotten sick.”
“Nah,” Kyle lied. “Just needed to take a massive shit. Thai food was bothering me.”
“Gross man! Did not need to know that,” Dan pushed him away.
Kyle laughed making the guy feel uncomfortable. But something else was bothering him in the back of his mind. “Where are all the women at?” he joked.
“Women?” Dan asked. “Why would women be here?”
“Uhh… Cause…” Kyle tried to think of a reason but couldn’t come up with one. “Cause it’d be more fun!” The other guys on the team would make fun of him if they knew he was gay. He couldn't let them know. If they'd caught him with someone like Dan he might have been in trouble.
Dan laughed and poked Kyle’s chest. “More fun? Are you saying you’re not having fun?”
“I- uh… I…” Kyle was desperately searching for something to hang onto. His reality was rapidly closing in on him. He could feel his thoughts drifting away from women and only focusing on Dan. The little military guy had a lot of spunk trying to assert his dominance over him. “I don’t know. You plan on showing me a good time?” Kyle pushed back.
Dan’s back pressed up against the wall and Kyle leaned down to kiss him. Their lips locked and he pulled the other man into a deep embrace. He could feel their hard dicks rubbing against each other. Something in the back of Kyle’s mind said that he should stop. That the other guys on the team would throw him off if they found out. But his sudden arousal was driving him. He just wanted to rub up and down the man in front of him. Feel his muscles tighten more as he fucked his military buddy.
Passion filled the two as the kiss became more intimate. Kyle started to pull Dan’s pants down. He could feel the cock begging to be freed. He knew because his own was begging to be the same. The passion between them only seemed to grow. Their underwear fell down. Closer. Kyle pulled Dan even closer to him. More. They grinded up and down each other. More. Kyle flipped him around and pushed against his hole.
He leaned down comforting his little buddy. His big hands wrapped around his body as Dan braced against the wall. “Feels good doesn’t it,” Kyle whispered in his ear. Dan gave back a light whimper but pushed himself against the dick. He could feel it sliding deeper into Dan. The ring of his ass wrapped tightly around it as he pulled in and out. Little by little he dug himself deeper in.
“More…” Dan let out little moans and groans telling him to keep going. Kyle was lost in his own passion. He could feel it bubbling over. He kissed the back of Dan’s neck. But once he felt the other man’s hips start to buck he couldn’t help but release his own. It filled the small ass in front of him and out onto the floor below him. He could feel it just keep pumping more and more.
In a moment of sudden arousal, Dan fell limp. Kyle caught him and slowly lowered him to the floor. He laid behind him on the wooden floor, snuggling up against his back. He felt like he was supposed to remember something but for the feeling of Dan’s warm body in his arms was distracting him too much. He drifted off to sleep.
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“Rise and shine sleepy head,” Logan kicked Kyle in the back.
“What the…?” Kyle was still half asleep. “What’s going on,” he groaned. The sudden hangover was making him feel sick. The sun blinded him as he tried to see what was going on.
“Well…” Logan said. “I may have done something bad…”
“Huh?” Kyle rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
“Well… Err… So like you know how everyone dressed up as something last night? Well it was only supposed to be for last night. But well… Apparently it didn’t change everyone completely back to themselves…” Logan muttered.
Kyle looked around the room seeing a bunch of male bunny and cat strippers laying on top of other muscular guys. Each jock had an equally attractive guy on top of them. “What the?!” Kyle looked down at his own body realizing he was still at least 6’4” and well-muscled.
“So… I need you to help me make an antidote. Or hide me till it all blows over,” Logan grinned.
