joshslater

Circular Trade

They all would have thought it was some sort of shared hallucination if not for the very real physical evidence that it indeed had been real. Their dicks had moved around. Steve now had Jonathan's dick, Matt got Steve's, and Jonathan Matt's. Though they had never talked about it before, despite knowing each other from first grade, they all got exactly what they had always secretly wanted. Steve wante...

Kush Push

So I wrote this little caption to a totally inappropriate photo, naughty me. You can just find yourself an all-male nude orgy with artistic lighting on your favorite smut platform to go with the text.

At first we thought it was the best weed ever. Ken had bought a big bag for all of us. What we didn't know was the shithead had been using counterfeit money to purchase from the dealer se...

No Touching

Another one of those images I've captioned elsewhere but covered up a bit so MasterCard doesn't get angry with Patreon.

"Look but don't touch" they said. Well, I don't need to touch anything to enjoy this show. I try to make it slow and subtle. They are always too focused on their own moves, to put on a good show for some extra tip, that it takes them quite a while for them to discover...

Matt & Liam

So this story rewrite is a bit interesting because the history happens to be reasonably well documented. I must have read the original story pretty close to when it was published at the end of July 2018. I really liked the story but felt that the part of the story wh...

Permafrost

He changed my hair. It's such a small thing I almost feel embarrassed complaining about it, but that just makes it worse. It's driving me crazy, and I can't complain to anyone because they would just tell me others have it worse. Rightfully so, because I'm healthy, I'm employed, I have a place to sleep. But it's just so fucking in your face every morning, literally.

"I hope everyone will see yo...

Battle Meditation

As if hardwired the same thoughts always invaded just before the fight. I kept seeing the lanky, dirt blonde computer science major in my mind. How he powered through the night playing Counterstrike on retro night fueled only by Mountain Dew and Red Bull. How he still showed up in class hours later without sleep, dozing through the lecture, yet eeking out a passable score on every test. It used to ma...

Pop Quiz

A short rewrite of another papermoon357 story.

Nate was both brilliant and hard-working, neither of which I have beef with, but he was also the biggest self-important, pretentious prick you could imagine. He went out of his way to make others fai...

Personal Growth

"Please let me go" I managed to whisper with enormous effort and without almost any facial movements. He pretended to not hear. "And then we have the pectoral muscles. You've had so much fun talking about our 'big roid boobs', haven't you?" I still couldn't move at all, so I couldn't see what had happened to my body. All I had to go on was his descriptions along the way of what he had done, body part...

Morning Wood

"God! Oh, God! That wasn't a dream?! How the fuck... How am I even going to pee?"

I made this oneliner caption in a chat, and I like how ambiguous it is. There could be anything down there. I tried to get some people to write what they thought he was going to see, and boldly claiming that I could probably come up with 10 different story ideas. Well, of course that meant started to think if I ac...

The Trio

I think we were all pretty happy with the end result in the end, while at the same time regretting trying to save money. I mean, we all got the physique we wished for and worked out together like a D&D character sheet. We pooled our savings together and entered the data on their site at Mark's house. The days from when we clicked submit until the envelope arrived felt like weeks. John had won the...

Matt and Liam

This is a rewrite of scallylads89's untitled story from tumblr that I had forgotten about for two years.

It was Thursday again already and Matt had been dreading this afternoon all day. It wasn't the best sixth form college, but he was more than happy to finish his diploma in IT there. He'd always been into computers and prog...

Just Waiting

He entered the locker room with some amount of trepidation. This entire part of the school only had below average memories for him. Exhaustion, pain, non-dodged balls, and the only blot on his grades. But when the coach sent message for him to meet he of course showed up, as he would for any faculty member. It's just that he had no idea why he was summoned, and the note gave no information. He was su...

Frequent Fleer

"Hey, man. Sorry about the wait," the half-naked man in his early twenties excused as he climbed into the driver's seat of the taxi. Well, shuttle car to be more exact. "You're going to the airport right?"

"Where's the other guy? Where are my bags?" I ask, confused about the situation. He's wearing nothing but blue jeans and sneakers. That and a silver pendant that hangs down to his rippling ab...

Flesh Limited

- No! No, no, no, no, no. There must be some way to swap back. Some way to refill it.
- What do you have to moan about? You know how much fucking work I put into that body? I don't even know what macros your flabby sack of a body should have. It's like 200 pounds heavy. What's that? Like 100 grams of protein, 50 grams of fat, and 250-ish grams of carbs per day?
- I have no idea.
- I guess yo...

On Call of Duty

Another one of those NSFW captions. I could probably pretty easily find something safer and use as a photo, tweak the text a little, and you would be none the wiser. I chose to compromise this way instead.

Jacob's phone rattled on the desk and a photo of the guy's erect dick appeared on the lock screen. Quickly he grabbed the phone and looked around the office. No one took any notice. ...

Group Shower

This caption is the start of a story, but I have no idea where it goes next.

I guess I was a bit hazy and inattentive as I stood in the shower after a particularly intense gym session. I could almost feel the muscles building as the pump pulsed in my body and the post-workout sweat was washed down the drain. I guess that's why it took me a second to realize someone else had stepped into the shower behind me. As I turned around to ask him what the fuck he was doing another dude ...

Quarantine & VR

“Are you sure you’re OK with this?”

We were slowly driving through an eerily empty city center from my student flat next to campus on one side of town to Ethan’s flat on the other, with all my belongings stuffed in the back of the U-Haul. Not that I had so much stuff we needed one. I just moved into the state right before the semester started, but it was the cheapest rental we could get. No one is going anywhere with this lockdown in effect. We barely had time to read the syllab...

Anti-theft device

This is another of those captions I've originally written elsewhere with an NSFW photo. Lightly edited be sure to be within Patreon pornography rules. Google reverse image search is a thing that exists.

He did see the sign prohibiting trying on underwear, but as he tore open the box of Calvin Klein briefs he had no intention of trying them on. He intended to walk of out the store with them on. He kicked off his sneakers, stepped out of his pants, slowly slid the briefs up his l...

Stop Looking

Everything shifts again in that now-familiar wobble. "Just... fucking stop," I say half resigned, half exhausted. "Stop what?" he answers pretend-innocently. "Stop dicking with my looks." He smirks. Another wobble. I look down and see my shorts are replaced with sweatpants with that god-awful print on the front. I didn't even know he could transform clothes too.

Metamorphosis

It's spreading again, faster than ever before. This time I'm not scared though. The first time I was so scared something was wrong with me. Well, something is wrong with me. At least I'm not normal. I know it stated in the shin that first time. Felt like the leg was asleep. Like static noise in the muscle. I kept massaging it to bring it back to life, but it just kept spreading, down the foot, up pas...

Push and Pull

So this little conversation story started as a caption, kind of. I found this amazing photo of an imposing man and wanted to imagine where it fit in into a larger narrative.

Somehow I couldn't really get him to be the subject of a story, but more of a participant. I imagined him inspecting someone, like...

Oopsical Human Trial

He's so mad. I don't think I've seen him so mad before. No, definitely not. Or is he scared? Perhaps he is both mad and scared. He's kind of cute like that. Oh, he's waiting for me to say something.

"What?"

That made him even madder. He's going on about the yogurt thing.

"Hey, hey. It wasn't even good. Like buttermilk or something. I figured since you put the don't drink post-it the...

Hypothetical #8

Your head hurts like seldom before but it's the chill that forces you awake. You squint at the morning sunlight shining in through the bedroom window. The morning light is about the only thing welcoming about the situation you realize. This isn't your bed or your bedroom. The room is bare except for the bed, and it's only a frame with a soiled mattress, no sheets or pillows, with your naked body on top. You would bolt from it fast as you could, if not for the head-splitting headache.

Be...

Spit Takes

A few different small captions.

Powershare

- So, it's impossible then? If FDA isn't approving it and they are shutting down the production, it's only you lucky bastards in the trial that ever gets it. Fuck, that's disappointing. Well, I guess I'll grow muscles the old fashioned way, like before.
- I didn't tell you why it isn't approved. It makes my body produce something similar in ...

Strong Coffee

My expanded version of papermoon357's caption.

The whole thing started Tuesday morning. Matthew was in the shower, late out of bed as usual, when I came back from my morning run. I don't know if we just happened to get into an unfortunate rhythm where he would occupy the bathroom just as I needed it, or if he did it o...

Texting

So this is another one of these small captions written in NSFW Discord. I'm again being overly safe with Patreon's policy and give you the option to reverse image search on your own.

"Is this what you like, you fucking perv?" the text message said, accompanying the photo of a man that I did in fact like. No idea who it was though. The number was unknown, as was the body. No face. The o...

Another Kyle

He is sleeping hard under me, completely exhausted. If he was on his back he would have snored like a fucking quad, but like this it is peaceful. He's going to have some pretty deep sheet wrinkles on his skin tomorrow, though that will be the thing least on his mind. I was pretty spent too. It takes a lot of energy to completely transform someone, though at least by now I know what I want. I pick a s...

Finding the Line

None of them can believe it's actually working. "Should we wake him up?" Steve asks, a bit uncertain if this is going too far. "You don't do things under hypnosis you really don't wanna do deep down, isn't that true?" Mark responds. "Let's see where his limit is," he continues with a hint of mischief.

The Overlook

"Come play with us, Danny. Forever... and ever... and ever," the other twin repeated.

It must be a hallucination, but they looked so real. In my mind I was running through all options I could think of that could cause something like this. I've taken no drugs, at least not knowingly. Who knows what could be in the frozen food. There's a thought. Perhaps some sort of food poisoning? I felt comple...

Push and Pull

"Is that it?" Elijah asked as he entered the kitchen.
"Yes. You can pull it apart if you like," Mark answered from the hallway, still removing his shoes. Positioned at the center of the kitchen table was a metallic, fairly heavy-duty chastity device resembling a bent metal tube combined with a small shackle.
"It looks so normal. Sturdy, oppressive, and high end, but those are all expected from something you would buy for him." Mark joined him in the kitchen.
"He's coming in on Friday...