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Wrong Number: Open Wide

“Getting frustrated?”  

Mike growled at the message lighting up his screen as he continued to tug away on his thick, limp hose.  The broad wall of muscle still felt little darts of pleasure with each stroke, but he hadn’t been able to get hard since the strange messages started coming in several days ago.  For someone who was used to getting laid daily, sometimes more than once, it felt like a lifetime since he’d seen his eight inch rod in its full glory.   2019-06-11 14:01:00 +0000 UTC View Post

How Much is That Alpha in the Window?, ch. 1

It wasn’t where Trent ever thought he’d wind up.  At twenty six, he should have been well on his way to the top of his military career by this point, not standing naked behind a wall of glass while people debated whether or not to purchase him and take him home like a pet.  Some of the other guys in the cages around him had volunteered their futures, but the choice hadn’t been his to make.  It was in the fine print of his enlistment papers.  Sometimes you simply got ...

Interactive Results & Voting

Thanks to everyone who gave feedback on the interactive structure. The self contained option squeaked ahead by a few votes, but it wasn’t weighted heavily in either direction. Since the results were within a few votes of each other, the plan going forward will be to alternate, with a longer, single story followed by a period of self contained chapters as a palate cleanser between the bigger narratives.  

A lot of this page is trial and error, and when I was thinking about the one...

Mind the Crack

Kyle’s eyes struggled open, blinking against the light leaking in around the edges of the curtains.  He rubbed the sleep from his face with his large hands, the rough palms scratching against the rough stubble coating his sharp cheeks.  

“Worse damn night of sleep…” he grumbled, yawning as he looked down at himself.  His lean, wiry body was partially covered by a thin sheet, all that remained after Kyle’s thrashing sent the rest of the covers scattering.  T...

Wrong Number: Making the Grade

***** Voting options to come! *****

“Greg...Greg!”  

The young man jumped at the hand on his shoulder, his phone clattering to the desk.  He looked up to see Professor Everhardt, his boss, staring down at him with a confused look.  “Sorry Doc,” Greg stammered with a forced smile, “you startled me.”  

“I’ve been calling you for the past five minutes...everything okay?  You seem on edge today,” the Professor said, giving Greg’s broa...

Recommended Reading

(Second try, with the pic this time!)

If you’re not already hip to Mr. Ballard, this is a great place to start. He has an amazing way of boiling sweeping sci-fi and apocalyptic stories down to a human level. Surreal and disturbing, he highlights the dark corners and undercurrents lurking just below the surface of conformity.  He has many novels (folks in the states might know him as the inspiration for the movie Crash back in the 90s), but for those with limited time a...

Checking In

Now that we're a month in, how are we all feeling about the new interactive format?  Still liking the standalone chapters?  Want to go back to a longer, connected narrative?  I want to make sure you're getting what you want, so let me know below.  

From the Vaults: Stuck In The Middle (vignette)

***** This is another really, really old one that never got cross posted anywhere.  I think it was the second or third story I ever wrote?  I'm putting it out as a vignette 'cause it's pretty rough, but it's where I first started playing around with adding feminine traits to otherwise masculine bodies which I know is of interest to some of you.  Enjoy! *****

Vince was blissfully unaware of the changes that were about to occur in his life. He was going through his morning ...

Fall From Grace, ch. 1

The Man In The Green Suit had been watching Garrett strum and sing his way through a set for the past twenty minutes.  The young blonde was practically glowing as he held the bustling coffee shop captivated with his smooth tenor and handsome looks, both a cut above the normal talent at a church sponsored open mic night.  The crowd was mostly students from the nearby university, likely his recent classmates before graduating, with a row of smiling young women vying for seats closest ...

Wrong Number: Cheaters Never Win

“You’re really takin’ that shit?”  

“Of course,” Cody scoffed, raising an eyebrow as he flexed a bicep the size of a small cantaloupe.  “Look at me, bro.”  The smug jock gestured down to his sculpted pecs and washboard stomach, his boy-next-door face beaming with pride.  The young man’s towel-clad body was a work of art, covered in ample, defined muscle with a solid bubble and impressive bulge straining against the thin, damp cotton.  It was a ...

Picture A New World

It had all seemed so great at first.  When Todd walked into that photobooth and woke up the next day in his hulking new body it had been like a dream come true.  He’d thought the picture was a mistake.  As soon as the shutters stopped and the dripping paper dropped out of the slot he thought there was no way the imposing figure filling the entire frame could ever be him.  He was fit, with a tight, lean athletic build, but it was nothing like the wide, lumpy beast in the ...

Wrong Number: Heavy Weight

“No...no no no no…” Gavin stammered, his heart racing as he stared down at his firm, flat stomach.  To an outsider it would have been an unremarkable sight, possibly inspiring jealousy but surely not the mounting panic coursing through the stunned, shirtless man.  All someone else would have seen is a fit, athletic young brunette with a sculpted, tapering torso leading down to his small khaki shorts stretched tight around his muscled legs.  The fear causing his lantern ja...

Shoplifters Will Be Prosecuted (vignette)

“I can’t believe you took that,” Austin sighed, closing his eyes and rubbing the bridge of his nose in frustration.  

The other man shrugged his broad shoulders and turned the bronze medallion over in his rough hands.  “What?  Like I was gonna pay what he was asking for a piece of junk metal?  Dude was totally ripping people off.  I mean, this thing is cool, but two hundred dollars?”  Steve slid the chain over his head, the medallion nestling in t...

Pikesburg PD: On The Corner

“I told you we never should’a come here, man!  I told you!”  

“Would you just shut the fuck up and let me think for a second?”  Tony leaned his head back against the rough wall of the cell, his eyes closed.  The chipping paint of the cinder block was scratching at his broad, bare back, but he was more focused on the constricting sensation of the small, tight shorts clinging to his thick thighs and the way his wide feet were wedged into the high heels.  ...

DropBox Update

Quick heads up that the DropBox has been updated with both of the most recent "Wrong Number" interactive chapters, as well as "A Picture's Worth", "Growth Spurt", and "A Trip to the Water Park". 

Wrong Number: BDE

Alex stared at the picture on his phone, blurry from his trembling grip.  It showed a young man literally bursting through his ill-fitting clothes, an impossibly large ass jutting out from a pair of decimated slacks while a set of oversized pecs made short work of his fitted dress shirt.  Whoever he was, he had an expression of stunned terror, his eyes wide with a dread that couldn’t be photoshopped.  The disproportionate muscle and tattered clothing were easy enough to expla...

Growth Spurt

Smith opened his eyes on a nightmare.  The last thing he remembered was going to bed in his dorm like he did every night.  He’d stripped down to his boxers, climbed under the sheets, and drifted off with the soft glow of his roommate’s tablet illuminating the other wall.    

Now he was somehow standing upright in an empty, featureless room.  He squinted against the harsh fluorescent lights glaring overhead, reflecting off the bare white walls around him...

Wrong Number: Oversized Ego

“I’m not gonna fuckin’ tell you again.  Stop calling.”  Adam wished he had a phone he could slam instead of furiously pressing a screen with a heavy thumb.  The athletic young man took a slow breath to calm himself, his broad chest pressing out against his straining t-shirt.  He’d been getting the vaguely threatening calls since the previous and they were starting to wear on his nerves.  

At first he thought it was just one of the guys messing with him...

Best Laid Plans (vignette)

“Take your clothes off.”  

I blinked at Alex, sure that I couldn’t have heard my friend correctly.  My head was still swimming from whatever had just happened and it was taking most of my concentration just to stay upright.  “What did you just say?”  

“Your clothes.  Take them off,” he repeated, more forcefully this time.  I watched his smooth brow furrow as he glared at me.  

“Uh….no?  What do you think is supposed t...

A Trip To The Waterpark

“Damn...this place is out there, isn’t it,” Owen panted, scrambling over a fallen tree.  With his short, wide legs, the stocky jock didn’t have as easy a time as his two friends.  He paused on the other side to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his bare slab of a chest glistening with the same perspiration.  

“Doesn’t help that the access roads have all been shut down,” Turner said, vaulting over the tree in one agile motion like a gymnast on a pommel ho...

First Interactive Chapter

So I sat down to start writing the first chapter and realized that we never picked a jumping off point.  Choose below from age, occupation, body type, and change.  Depending on how the votes shake out I might pick the top two changes.  I'm also not sold that this is the way we'll always choose the options (didn't know there was a limit on poll choices I could present until now) but we'll figure it out as we go.  Because the options were limited, if there's anything specifi...

Vignette Folder

Hi Everyone,

I'm running behind this month with travel and day job craziness so there's no vignette this week, but I wanted to make sure you all still get something.  I created a folder in the DropBox with every vignette to date, as well as the story categories list that I started.  It's not a new story, but hopefully there will be enough fun stuff in there to tide you over in the meantime.  I'll leave it up for the next month to give you all time to go in and download yo...

A Picture's Worth

“A photo booth?  Really?  What, are we on a date?”  Jason laughed and shoved his friend’s arm away as it crept towards his shoulder.  “Bad enough I’m stuck spending Friday night with a meathead instead of gettin’ laid.”  

“Would you say yes if I sucked your dick afterwards?”  The blonde jock leaned in close to his friend, bumping the other man towards the booth.  “Dude, come on, how often do you see these things anymore?  And w...

Next Interactive

Hi Everyone,

It’s time to get the next interactive started, and for this one I was thinking of setting it in the Wrong Number universe. My question, though, is do we want a Twilight Zone style series of standalone chapters where a new person gets the calls each time, or a longer narrative like we’ve been doing?

Make It A Double (Full Text)

Ben turned the book over in his hands, abse

Dropbox Update & Recommended Reading

Hi Everyone,

Quick update - added all chapters of Make It A Double as well as the full text to the Dropbox and also updated the category sheet. I’m trying to keep the list updated every time something hits the page, but I added a date to the top of the sheet so you can see when it was last updated. If it’s something you’ve downloaded now you’ll know if you’re looking at the most current version.

ALSO! Super Nerd Alert - there’s actually an affordable Manly Wade Wellm...

Bottoming Out

Bottoming Out

© The Screaming Moist, 2019

Tim was exhausted.  He was starving, thirsty and freezing.  He’d been sitting naked in the same spot for nearly twelve hours, leaving his legs and back stiff from the solid, unforgiving seat.  He’d sit for another twelve if he had to.  If the legends were true, and he told himself over and over with a growing desperation they had to be, it would all be worth it in the end.

He knew going into things that it co...

Interactive: Make It A Double, ch. 15

Ben didn’t hear the music.  He didn’t see Adam or Zack behind the bar.  His eyes were open, but he wasn’t looking out on the crowded dance floor of Trunks Too, filled with fit, smiling young men who’d been significantly older and differently built prior to walking through the door.  If the men were alarmed by their sudden transformation into chipper young hunks it certainly didn’t show as they stripped down and fawned over each other’s recently acquired beauty. &nbs...

Best of Both Worlds

“I just wish we were closer,” Paul sighed.  He tried not to look too enthralled as he gazed at Bryce’s bushy blonde beard on his monitor.  “It sucks that we only get to see each other once a year, if that.”  

“Dude, we’re seeing each other right now,” the other man said, a slight stutter when the Skype signal dropped mid-sentence.  

“You know what I mean, dick.  It’s not the same.”  Paul and Bryce had been friends since high scho...

Woodpecker (vignette)

“So what do you want today?”  

Garrett knew better than to answer.  Whatever he said would only get twisted into a warped, Monkey’s Paw version.  “Does it matter,” he said, a flat statement and not a question.  Looking up at Rich towering over him, he couldn’t even muster anymore anger.  The days of him towering above his lean, wiry friend were over, or at least mostly over, and there was nothing he could do about it.  There were some days w...