Brandon Twice

Tiny Dan

“Clive in a 2018 Nissan Acura” pulled up to the bar, where Dan was waiting with a duffel bag over his shoulder. The goateed driver peered out, wide-eyed, as he took in Dan’s 260 pound body.

“Geez, bro, you might have wanted to request an SUV!” Clive said in a raspy voice. Dan feigned a polite smile and opened the back door.

“It’ll be fine,” he said in his deep voice, although getting into the back of the Acura was a bit of a squeeze. Clive scooted his seat forward...

The Inheritance

[Long-form commission from the "Golias-Sized Goliath" tier]

Cameron had promised a webcam show at 6 PM, but at 4 the idea of flexing for thirsty gay men started to make his stomach turn. With a sigh, he swabbed his glute with an alcohol pad before jamming himself with a needle loaded with Masteron and Tren. He sighed as he plunged the syringe, imagining his already thick muscular form bulging out like the Hulk as the chemicals spread through his bloodstream, hit his heart, an...

New Photostories for Bulked Up Tier (and above)

Four new photostories at the discord!

--Musclebear in his 50s gets rid of a little grey--and loses a couple decades of his age!

--Three strongmen use an amazing new supplement that turns them into labrats!

--300 lb musclebrute wrestler into hunky little prettyboy

--Bodybuilder escort gets frozen in time... forever!

If you're not a member of the Bulked Up tier (or above) now's the time to upgrade!

More Than Antoine Could Handle [re-boot] Part 4

Read Part 1 here 

Read Part 2 here 

Read Part 3 here

Antoine untucked the sheets from his guest bed and set pillows on either end. “I’m glad I got a queen-sized bed for ...

Best-Seller

[Golias-Sized Goliath tier request]

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, LET’S HAVE A WARM WELCOME FOR THE MAN WHO MADE MASSIVE MUSCLES MAINSTREAM, AND MADE THEM LOOK PRETTY… BODYBUILDING’S HARDEST WORKING AMBASSADOR… THE MAN WHOSE GARGANTUAN BODY WAS ALMOST ALWAYS MATCHED BY THE BIG MOUND OF MUSCLE IN HIS TRUNKS… FOUR-TIME MR. OLYMPIA AND MOST ENORMOUS BLONDE FUCKBOY IN AMERICA… JAY CUTLER!

Jay’s big shoulders sagged as the announcement from the tinny speakers ...

New Photostory Posts on the Discord!

If you're not already a member of the Bulked Up tier (or above), here are the 8 photostories you're missing out on!

--A cheater uses biochemistry to swap his lover into his boyfriend's body, and vice-versa!

--Rocko won't accept the offer to buy his gym... but when he suddenly sprouts an udder, he'll do anything to get milked... including selling his business!

--This big bodybuilder's cock has gained sentience... and swapped minds with the body it's connected to!

--An a...

Do-Over

[long-form commission]

Gregory heard a loud banging on the door to his trailer. He let out a groan, grabbed each arm of his recliner, and hoisted his 350 pound body out of the chair. He wobbled on his weak ankles, winced at the screaming pain of his left knee, and shuffled past grease-stained wrappers and crumpled beer cans. He peered through the peephole, saw his sweaty, elderly landlord, and let out a loud sigh.

“Hi Bret,” Gregory said as he pulled the door open. Bret was le...

More Than Antoine Could Handle [reboot] Part 3

Antoine woke to the feeling of two hands holding him down. As he opened his eyes, he realized he was inches away from a hairy ass–one that erupted in his face a moment later. The two bullies blew up with laughter as Antoine choked and groaned, unable to break free of Toots’ grasp. Reggie followed up the face-flatulence with a noogie. Antoine squealed; any attempt to fight back was pointless.

When Toots finally let him up, Antoine leapt off the couch and crawled away as the two home...

Not Over Him Yet

The bed creaked and tilted as Cobie climbed onto it. The burly redhead’s 300 pound form nestled into the center of the Queen-sized mattress. He took another swig from his bottle of Jameson before beckoning Scott to join him with a firm pat on the spot next to him.

“MORE booze?” Scott said, resisting the invitation. The thin man walked the border of Cobie’s room, eyeing the framed photos of Cobie, in uniform, laying out other equally enormous men on football fields. He paused at ...

More Than Antoine Could Handle [reboot] (Part 2)

[read part 1 here]

There was a fake rock behind Antoine’s back porch with a spare key inside. He had never used it before--had almost forgotten about it--but he was grateful to have it as he shivered in the cold night air.

“I called the cops on you, you little shit!”

It was Ernie, his neighbor, waving his cell phone around wildly. He wasn’t joking, either; as Antoine had ho...

New Discord Photostories

Just posted four new stories on the discord with accompanying photos and gifs for the Bulked Up Tier and above.

--Antoine Vaillant isn't the right bodytype for the photographer, so he uses a special setting on his camera to make him into a shape that's a little more mainstream

--A little twink takes Nick Walker's towel at the gym, so Nick's got to use the twink's towel. But the pink fabric does more than embarrass Nick...

--Joey Swoll's anti-bullying campaign piss...

Join Us on the Discord

Guys, if you're not on the Discord you're missing out. There are TONS of amazing conversations about hot TF topics, art shares, some incredibly talented artists hanging out regularly, and an inordinate amount of SMOKING HOT guys posting their gym pics at a rate I can hardly handle.

Even if you just want to lurk, it's a BLAST. Come hang out.

https://discord.gg/U4ggaPtKxX

Revenge Bang

Cody regretted the idea the moment he walked into the stranger’s apartment. The door slammed shut and he noted the design magazines fanned out on the coffee table. He smelled the artificial floral of an air freshener. Still sweaty in his gym clothes, he felt out of place. This entire idea wasn’t right, he knew. He turned to leave but the stranger–his name was Paul; he’d introduced himself back at the gym–was approaching with a glass of wine.

“Ah, I’m, uh… good,” Cody s...

De-Witcher Part 1 [re-boot]

[here’s another series I’m going to give a do-over to. Expect a brand new part 2–and so on—to branch off this first part, coming soon!]

I spent all Saturday crushing Elf bone in a mortar and mixing it with quicksilver.

That’s not a euphemism. They were actually the bones of elves, although they were dead a long time before I got my hands on them.

The solution I made was very delicate. I had to work slowly and meticulously to make su...

More Than Antoine Could Handle [re-boot]

[This is one of my FAVORITE stories I’ve ever written, but I always wish it had gone differently. Enjoy this re-post of Part 1, but I’ll continue with a BRAND NEW part 2 that goes in an entirely different direction!]

[Good old-fashioned MUSCLE THEFT!]

This was the third night in a row that the punks next door were raging late at night, and it was Wednesday.

Antoine rolled over and looked out the window. There was sti...

The Alpha and the Omega

THE RITUAL

Coach Travers wasn’t even hiding his beer when Ned walked into his office. The burly 50-year old man took a long swig from his bottle of Sam Adams before thumbing at the door. “Head into the locker room,” he said in a disaffected, almost bored-sounding voice. “Strip down to your skivvies. I’ll be right in.”

Ned checked his phone before opening the door to the wrestling team’s lockers. “Pending Deposit: $10,000.” He couldn’t believe his eyes; the coac...

Origami Alexey

[Long form request]

Alexey Lesukov had been a massive bodybuilder for years–his entire adult life, in fact. His time as a novice competitive athlete was short, and when other men in their early 20s were just settling into their masculine personas, Alexey was filling out 3XL shirts and continuing to pile more mass on his frame. He was turning sideways through doors by age 25. Turning every head in the room as he waddled around, only five and a half feet tall but nearly 300 pounds of fu...

Hotel Mix-Up

It was immediately clear to Danny Amendola that the portly guy behind the hotel’s front desk was a little starstruck by him. Danny read his nametag (“Brewster”) and made sure to use his name when he thanked him. If this Brewster was a fan, it was important to Danny to make his day, no matter how exhausted the NFL player felt.

“Uh, yes, sir… uh, let’s just say… it’s an honor, uh, to have you…”

Curly-haired Brewster stammered as Danny waited for the room key, but...

Disappointing News

Strap in boys; this one’s a rough one for me to write.

I’ve paused billing again, pushing back so that no patrons will be billed until April 1st. That means a bit more of a delay for some of you, but it had to be done.

I’m addition, I’m wiping the 3-word and 6-word request queues clear. I can’t apologize enough for those of you waiting for stories that you won’t get now… but it had to be done. Somehow, after pausing billing to give myself a mental-health break and ca...

Poll! Please respond honestly

Would you continue to be a patron if I no longer took requests except for the highest tiers? 

Butterplump Carnival

[6 word request: traveling carnival makes country boys thicc]

Lyle walked slowly along the dusty carnival road until he got back to his three buddies, George and Wallace. “So,” he said, scratching his head as the four turned to regard the hirsute man swinging a heavy mallet at the target on the “Test Your Strength!” game. He opened his mouth to speak, then fell silent again. George turned away from the ring-toss game he’d failed to win for the past ten minutes to lo...

End of Hiatus

My little mental sanity break is over, and I'm back to working on requests. I should have them all polished off by the end of the month, with new content coming out tomorrow.

As a warm-up, I just shot out 5 mini-stories with accompanying images on the discord, so go check it out! "Weekly Photostories" channel--with more to come!

Billing Paused for February

Hey guys!

I need time to unbury myself from this queue, so I'll be pausing billing for February. There may be a lag in new stories until I can catch up.

Sorry for those of you who have been waiting! I just need a mental health break.

Updates About Benefits

Hi boys!

Just wanted to let you know that starting February 1, all story requests will be expiring at the end of the month.

So if you've placed your request already, relax; it's in the queue and I'm getting to it.

But after the end of the month, if you haven't made your request... well, thanks for the support, but you won't be able to make it late.

Also, if you're worried I've forgotten a request (which I may have!), send me a message and I'll either confirm it or ...

Line Change

The waitress brought Kirk another vodka tonic before he’d realized he’d gotten to the bottom of the one in his hand. “Thanks,” he said, flashing her a smile. She licked her lips as she passed, eyes locked onto his t-shirt clad torso even after she walked back behind the bar.

“You and that waitress have a thing going on?” Garrett Bradbury asked, giving Kirk a rough slap on the back.

Kirk grinned. “Can’t help it if she likes me,” he said with a sheepish grin.

Thinkers and Lifters

Terry hit his THC vape hard, letting out a billowing cloud as he pulled his convertible up to a red light. Brock, in the passenger seat, suddenly slapped his buddy on the shoulder. “Fuck, dude dude DUDE! It’s that guy we didn’t let in!”

Crossing the street in front of them was a well-built man in a sweatsuit with a gym bag slung over his shoulder. With his shaved head and his absurdly overdeveloped muscles, he looked more like an ape now than when they denied him entry to their ...

The Proposal

The two athletically built men sat across the bed from each other, bathed in candlelight, without a sound. Theron was the first one to move, stripping off his shirt and tossing it aside. That was his opening move; Brynt would have to take the next step, or this wasn’t going anywhere.

Brynt just smirked. “It’s funny,” he said, reaching out and squeezing Theron’s left bicep. “It’s like, you’re not even that much smaller than me.”

Theron exhaled through his nose, br...

Trash Talk

Normally this place--an arena of sorts, for these human gladiators--was a hotbed of strength and confidence. Vidras couldn’t look directly at it, it shone so bright. All those big powerful men,  suiting up and striking each other with all of the force in their huge, durable bodies… Everything  Vidras was summoned to this dimension to eliminate, in such massive quantities that it made  his head hurt and his nose bleed. He was still adapting to having a flesh body, couldn’t...

Workout vid

Me finishing up my chest day with some abs. Stache on full power, shirt is my mantra. 

Meow-ster Cat-lympia

That first week of living with and filming Nick Walker was near agony. These bodybuilding lifestyle gigs are never that exciting; they only look that way in the completed product because of amazing cameramen and editors like me. Sure, the paycheck for spending every day with that massive freak, filming every moment of his routine and catching every “word of wisdom” on camera, was impressive, but the reality was that I’d be serving a massive (and hungry) ego the entire time. Nick just wa...