Carl Nassib's Boyfriend Test (Patreon)

This 1,963 word story was inspired by a request from my good friend Bizz.

Ever since he had come out of the closet in the off-season Carl Nassib had one of the most popular gay bachelors in all of America. His well-sculpted muscles and Abercrombie good looks were definite draws, but the fact that he was the first openly gay NFL player in history was definitely what had so many eyes on him. Barely an hour went by without a new guy shooting their shot in his Instagram direct messages and while it was amusing for Carl, he was overwhelmed by how forward some of the guys could be. It was an honest truth that part of his decision to come out was so that he could properly date and be seen out with a man, just like his teammates did with their girlfriend, but every guy he’d met for a first date over the past several months had turned out to be either a total bore or fame-hungry narcissist. Carl just wanted a nice guy who liked football and had a fetish for being transformed into clothes and worn by him - was that really too much to ask?

It had been back in college when Carl had discovered his rather unusual kink. His roommate in freshman year had been a biology major and asked for Carl’s help in an experiment. Thinking that his roommate was cute and it would thus be a good way to get to know him better, Carl had agreed. He didn’t understand anything about the actual experiment or what his roommate was trying to achieve, but even he knew that something had gone wrong when a test tube exploded and the bright green liquid splashed all over the tall football player. For several minutes both Carl and his roommate had feared that the exposure to such a volatile substance might result in serious harm or even death, but the truth was that he felt physically fine and as hours, days and weeks passed, it seemed clear to both young men that the chemical spill hadn’t been harmful at all.

While their predictions that the chemical hadn’t been harmful were correct, they were far from the truth when they decided that Carl’s exposure to the liquid hadn’t produced any side effects at all. They wouldn’t discover what they were until later in the year when a drunk Carl had silently wished to have his roommate between his legs. One second the cute twink had been sat at his desk and in the next he had been replaced by a pair of bright red boxer briefs. It took some trial and error but eventually the college jock had been able to wish his friend back to his regular human form. Unfortunately the transformation had damaged their burgeoning relationship and the science geek had requested a room trade shortly afterwards. Carl elected to keep his newfound ability a secret, but he proceeded to have regular dreams about turning his football team peers into various items to wear and before he knew it, it had blossomed into a fully fledged kink for the closeted athlete.

Carl was both optimistic and anxious when he agreed to meet with Bryce for a trial date. They had matched on Tinder and the other guy had seemed to be a sweetheart, although past experience had told Carl that people could be very different in person than they were through a messaging app. While Bryce wasn’t nearly as physically dominant as some of the previous guys the Raiders player had dated, he actually quite liked that the other had a more ‘average’ physique. He didn’t have pronounced abs or broad shoulders but the lack of definition was actually something of a turn-on for Carl, because he’d met too many guys whose narcissism got in the way of any potential attraction he might have felt towards them. There was no issue of that when it came to Bryce.

It was after the third date that Carl finally decided to broach the topic of his unusual fantasy with Bryce. Much to his surprise, the other man didn’t immediately laugh when he explained that he had the power to transform someone into an item of clothing. Instead, Bryce’s eyes lit up with excitement. “You’re not playing with me, are you? You can really do that?” he asked, an open look of vulnerability upon his features. Carl’s heart skipped a beat. Maybe this guy’s the one…

“I really can,” the football player confirmed, “And I really want to wear you sometime if that’s something you would be comfortable with.” He was trying to not be too forward but the simple truth was that Carl was really hoping he’d have Bryce’s permission. He had no doubt that the man would make for some seriously comfortable clothing!

“Wear me for your next game!” Bryce exclaimed suddenly, his intensity catching Carl by surprise. “I’d love to be your pants and have you stretch me out. Plus, being that close with your cheeks and your cock… well, uh, it sounds like a lot of fun.” With an adorably awkward smile, Bryce scratched at the back of his neck. “This might just be a fantasy that I’ve had for quite a while too,” he confessed sheepishly.

Carl’s heart did a backflip in response. Could this conversation be going any better?! “I can do that,” he confirmed, the corners of his lips pulling up into a grin. “I didn’t think I’d ever meet another guy into it but if you’re sure then I think we both lucked out!”

With their mutual interest firmly established, the two eager young men waited impatiently for the next Raiders to finally roll around on the Sunday of that week. Bryce had agreed to drive to Carl’s house early in the morning so he would have plenty of time to spend as the item of clothing. Both men were all but buzzing with excitement when Bryce finally arrived at the door and they were safely in the privacy of Carl’s living room. After they stripped down, the hunky athlete brought a hand to the back of Bryce’s neck and pulled him in for a hungry kiss. As their bodies pressed together both men began to have a physical response, with their hardening cocks pressing against each other’s thighs. Once they were forced to break apart in order to recapture their breath though, Carl knew it was time to make good on his promise, and he did so with a verbal instruction: “You’ll look so good as my football pants.”

Bryce was immediately overcome by a sudden sensation of lightness and a gentle gasp escaped his lips as he found himself rapidly plummeting towards the ground. He attempted to brace himself for impact but no part of him was capable of responding to the mental instruction. Mercifully though he hit the ground without any semblance of pain or discomfort, although he was instantly aware of just how huge everything around him seemed to be. While Carl had always been bigger than him, he was now as tall as a skyscraper! It was both an intimidating and incredibly arousing sight, although Bryce no longer had a way of showing his intense arousal considering his human body had been instantaneously transformed into a pair of silver and black spandex pants during his fall.

“Fuck, you look so good!” Carl’s voice was absolutely booming as he reached down to pluck Bryce’s fabric body from the floor. Although he no longer had his eyes, nose or mouth, all of his senses remained intact and he could see how hard the other man was in response to his transformation. Carl was sporting a mighty eight inches and Bryce was both eager to experience that hard length when he was wrapped around it and a little nervous. He didn’t have to wait long though as the football player opened him up by the waistband and began to step inside him. From the first moment that he felt the other’s muscular thighs, Bryce knew he had ascended to a state of nirvana. This was everything he had ever wanted and more!

As he was pulled up to Carl’s waist, Bryce was able to experience the fleshy expanse of the athlete’s bubble butt for the first time. The stretching that Carl’s delightful cheeks caused was nothing compared to the front of Bryce’s new form though, which was immediately tented by the hard shaft that was already dripping pre-cum. Much to Bryce’s delight he was actually able to taste the man’s seed and relished in how potent the salty taste was. He desperately wanted more, although frustratingly Carl seemed in no hurry to jerk off and soil Bryce with his full load.

Instead Bryce was forced to play the waiting game, although that wasn’t exactly a hard fate to endure considering he was able to enjoy every little movement Carl made. The football player was all too happy to tense the muscles of his quads and every time he did so it sent another wave of pleasure flooding through Bryce. Carl had hidden him under a pair of slacks as he made his way from the apartment to the stadium and so by the time the game finally started he had worked up quite the sweat, all of which Bryce had happily absorbed. There had even been a moment where Carl had accidentally let out a little bit of gas and much to his surprise Bryce wasn’t even upset about it, he loved the opportunity for all of Carl’s natural scents to fill him up!

Once the game had finally started Bryce’s pleasure was sent into absolute overdrive. Whenever the defense team were on the field Carl was putting his powerful legs to good use and that caused nothing short of an absolute cacophony of pleasure to spark through his transformed date. It took serious self control and focus on the game for Carl not to pop a boner at any given moment, as he knew that the cameras would be on him all too frequently and getting hard in the middle of the game would probably get rumours starting. He could spend some time properly enjoying Bryce’s new form once the game was over and the Raiders had secured the win but until then Carl was going to be the same driven player he had always been.

By the time the locker room had emptied out enough for Carl to finally tease himself through the fabric, Bryce had been in his transformed state for twelve whole hours. Despite having grown accustomed to some of the pleasures of being worn, absolutely nothing could be compared to the moment when the hunky football player finally hit his climax and soaked Bryce with his load.

A short while later Carl finally shuffled out of the tight pants and willed for them to transform back into the cute man who had so quickly stolen his heart. “So… did you enjoy yourself?” he asked, hoping that the other man had loved the experience just as much as he had. Bryce was quick to agree and the two men shared a grin and a quick kiss. To his amusement, Carl could taste himself on the other’s tongue.

When they finally pulled apart, Bryce ran his hands over the athlete’s large pectoral muscles. “For our next date maybe I can be your jersey,” he suggested with a deviant smile.

Carl chuckled. “Yeah, I like the sound of that,” he agreed. The football season was going to be a whole lot more fun with Bryce around and he felt quite sure that whether or not the Raiders made it to the big game, he’d still end up as a winner as long as he had Bryce by his side - or on his body!