Overcast: Camp Friends (vignette) (Patreon)

 (This was one of the voting options that didn't win from an earlier round, but the idea got stuck in my head. Just wanted to play around with it for a bit.)

“It’s a lot, isn’t it?”

Josh started at the unfamiliar voice, reflexively turning a shade of crimson. Though he’d been naked for over a week, and had been seen in all his warped glory by countless strangers during that time, he still wasn’t used to the sensation. “That’s one way to…put it…” he trailed off, his jaw dropping when he finally lifted his eyes from the weathered floorboards and saw the stunning stranger. The man was objectively gorgeous, his stubble-covered, statuesque face capped by a thick head of raven hair that matched the precision dusting covering the rest of his well-muscled frame. He had broad shoulders, sculpted pecs, and a tight waist, with a set of sturdy thighs framing an impressively girthy package in front, while a meaty bubble hung behind. He was a stereotypical portrait of classic, Magazine Cover Masculinity, with arms that were every bit as chiseled as the rest of him. All four of them. While the man stood there looking at Josh with a sympathetic smile, two of his muscled pistons were casually crossed beneath his furry slab, while the other two that sprouted just below were in constant, groping motion. One pumped away on the man’s rigid log, with the other alternating between tugging on his hefty balls or absently stroking his lower abdomen.

“Take it all in,” the man grinned with a shrug.

“Oh! Sorry, I…I didn’t mean to stare,” Josh stammered, going a deeper shade of red. “I just, uh…”

“It’s fine,” the man interrupted with a wave. “We’re all used to it. You’ll get used to it, too. You’re in good company. I’m Kurt,” he said, nodding. “I’d shake your hand, but these guys get gropy once they’re within arms’ reach. As I’m sure you’ve noticed, the horny fucks have a mind of their own,” he sighed, rolling his eyes. “So what brings you here?”

Josh decided it was best to rip the bandaid off. He stood from the rickety bed, his own impressive cock hard and aching in Kurt’s presence, but it was the huge, rippling globes at his lower back that truly stood out. The rest of Josh’s bare, strawberry blonde frame was fit and trim, more toned and defined than overly built, which made the bulbous backside stand out even more. It was far larger than should have been physically possible, even with surgery, and the slightest movement set the gravity-defying melons into bouncing, rippling motion. “I’ve never been able to build much of a butt the old fashioned way,” he said, spreading his toned arms and shuffling in a slow circle. “I thought I could just pay a cheap caster online to whip one up with some magic, but…”

Kurt nodded, the pace of his pumping arm quickening as he looked at the bottom-heavy young man. “Let me guess…there’s more to it than that?”

Josh sighed, briefly burying his boy-next-door face in his hands. “From what the BMR agent told me, things probably went haywire because I wanted to have an ass that people noticed. So one second I have clothes, and the next I’m just naked. Like, all the time. If I try to put something on it literally winks out of existence. I can’t even wrap a towel around my waist! Luckily the spell keeps me in some kind of climate bubble ‘cause I don’t really get hot or cold anymore, so at least there’s that.”

“It certainly pulls focus,” Kurt chuckled. “That the reason I instantly wanted to fuck you? Don’t get me wrong, you’re cute as hell, but this feels…intense…” he said, letting out a slow breath.

Josh gave a sheepish nod. “Any time I’m around a dude. It’s wild…I want them to fuck me just as bad. If they so much as make a move, I’m in all the way. Or they are, I guess,” he said with a humorless laugh. “The problem is that it’ll happen no matter where we are, or who’s around. I know sometimes magic can make crazy shit happen and everyone just thinks it’s normal, but this isn’t one of those times.”

Kurt let out a sigh of his own. “Same. All I wanted was a hot body with some sexy arms, and here we are,” he grunted, spreading the pistons that were still under his control. “I can put clothes on, but these jerks tear it off the second I do. And I mean that literally. They’ve got super strength when they want it, like whenever I try to get dressed or tie them down. Hell, I even tried a chain once, and they…they broke right…through…it…excuse me,” Kurt sputtered, his brawny frame shuddering when he suddenly came. He managed to turn slightly away and reach down in time so that he blasted into one of his free hands, though a good portion of the copious load oozed through his fingers. “Sorry about that. Glad I managed to catch it…happens so often I don’t always notice when these things are about to push me over,” he said, the hand slowly milking out every last drop before joining its partner in absently gliding around the dark-haired hunk’s hairy frame.

Josh squirmed in place as he watched his new friend strut to the back of the room, a painful ache pulsing from his rotund rear. They were in what looked like a cabin at a bare-bones summer camp, the wooden structure having only four beds, a window above each, and a counter with a small sink at the far side opposite the front door. Josh had hoped he’d be able to hide in whatever space he’d ended up at, but it was clear that he’d have to leave the cabin. There was no food, bathrooms or showers present, which meant he’d be on display for everyone else. “How, uh…how long have you been here,” he asked, trying to ignore the awkwardness. “Fuck…do you even know where ‘here’ is? The BMR just…poofed…me here with magic.”

“A few months. Long enough to get rid of any tanlines,” Kurt grinned, motioning to his bronze coating when he finished washing his hands. “As for where…no clue. No one knows, really. We’re surrounded by woods, and it’s always pretty warm, but that could just be an illusion,” he said, casually wiping up the sticky remains on the floor. He cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow when he righted himself, a look of concern draping over his handsome features. Josh was noticeably squirming now, his toned pecs rising and falling quickly while his face looked pained. “Are you okay?”

The blushing blonde nodded, his hands absently opening and closing into fists as he struggled to keep them under control. “Yeah…it’s just…being around a hot naked guy is…and watching you cum like that…fuuuuck,” Josh grunted, mortified.

Kurt was careful to maintain his distance, and even more careful in choosing his words. “How can I help,” he asked, not wanting to suggest anything specific after what Josh had told him. “It’s not something you’re going to get a lot of, but do you want me to give you some privacy?”

Josh’s head was shaking before the blonde even realized he was moving. “No! I…I mean…I want you to do…that,” he said, nodding at the bigger man’s spent hose. “Sorry…I know this is probably super weird, but I can’t help it. It just…builds…and until I…it won’t…”

“Weird? Dude, are you serious,” Kurt laughed, stepping closer. “I know you’re new here, but you haven’t seen anything close to ‘weird’ yet,” he said, making air quotes with his free hands while the other two went to work.

Josh gasped when one of the hands landed on his oversized bubble and the other wrapped around his aching cock. A pair of fingers slipped into his eager hole with expert precision, eliciting an embarrassing whimper when they started lighting him up from within. “You…you weren’t kidding about those hands,” he stammered, his stomach fluttering as Kurt gently rubbed his back.

“They’re good at what they do,” the bigger man grinned. “And I mean it, Josh. I know this is much, much easier said than done, but you don’t have to be embarrassed or feel bad about anything. We’re all in similar boats here. I introduced myself while jerking off for fuck’s sake, then I nearly came all over you. Best advice I can give is don’t be shy about asking for help, and don’t be shy about helping someone else out. We come in all shapes and sizes around here, but if you don’t judge people, they’re not going to judge you. Is it ideal? Fuck no. Does that mean it can’t be fun? Also no,” Kurt said, his deep, gentle voice making Josh melt. The toned blonde couldn’t get a read on the furry hunk’s age, but his confident charm suggested that he had a few more years of experience despite his polished presentation. “So you’ve got a lovely, large ass. So you’re naked and probably hard all the time. So what? Sooner you lean into it, the sooner you’ll feel better”

“Feels…pretty good right…now…” Josh groaned, relaxing against Kurt’s brawny body as the rooting fingers pushed him towards the edge. He’d been mostly straight prior to his transformation, but none of the women he’d ever hooked up with had turned him on even a fraction as much as men currently did. The sensation of his new friend’s hairy chest brushing against his smooth skin, the strong arms and deep voice; it all drove him wild. He was still well aware that his impossibly fat ass was being fingered by a four-armed stranger in a public setting, but for just a moment he could ignore all of that and focus on the throbbing bliss. “Oh fuck…I’m gonna…” Still wrapped in all of Kurt’s arms, Josh spasmed and sprayed, his chunky cheeks clapping and colliding at the slight popping of his trim hips. And then it was over. As Kurt’s fingers slipped from his stretched hole and the other man let go, Josh was once again painfully aware of what just happened.

“Here you go,” Kurt said, holding out the paper towel he’d just used to wipe the floor. He watched the blonde’s bubble shift and sway as the other man knelt and cleaned up his mess, his hands once again groping their way across him. “Does that thing make getting around difficult? Feels like it’d throw your balance off,” he asked, his matter of fact tone a sharp contrast to the fact that he was asking about a magically enlarged bottom.

“I’m starting to get the hang of it,” Josh said, using the bed for support as he lurched upright. He blushed as he walked to the trash can at the back of the room, showing off the arched-back waddle he’d had to adopt to compensate. “Not the most graceful.”

“Whatever works,” Kurt shrugged.

A new voice chimed in from outside the screen door. “That’s kinda the motto around here.” Josh instinctively tensed at the thought of being seen by yet another stranger, but his own predicament was forgotten as soon as the man entered. The first thing he noticed was the newcomer’s shape, a compact conglomeration of muscle and misshapen limbs. His shoulders were overly broad, his incredibly thick arms too long as they boxed in a set of plump pecs and a lumpy muscle gut. The boxy torso was stuffed with bulky, uncut muscle, which made the wide little legs below all the more noticeable. The stubby limbs were as meaty as the rest of the man’s imposing frame, but far too short given the length of his torso, forcing him into an almost simian posture. Clad in nothing but a white jockstrap, the man’s bulging package appeared as oversized as his arms, the rugged athletic gear a perfect complement to the stranger’s overall presentation. Even his facial features were a caricature, with a jaw that was comically wide, a forehead that sloped, and a flat, blunted nose, all capped by a shaggy mop of chocolate hair. “Didn’t want to interrupt…looked like you were getting the new guy settled. Hey, new guy. I’m Gabe.”

Josh did his best to keep his expression neutral as he reached down and took the extended hand. Gabe’s head would have come to just above his waist had he been standing fully upright, but, lurched slightly forward by his hand-walking as he was, the blonde was very much aware that a stranger’s face hovered inches from his recently-spent cock. “Josh,” he said, blushing when it occurred to him that Gabe had just watched him get fingered. “So you, uh…saw all that?”

“Sure did,” Gabe chuckled, scampering over to a nearby bed and hauling himself up onto hit. He kicked his stubby legs as they dangled over the end, his massive arms inflating slightly as he leaned back. “We’re roomies, by the way. Thought Kurt would make a better welcome wagon than my ugly mug.” He grinned and shook his head when Josh started to sputter out a response. “It’s okay. I’m not fishing for compliments. Believe it or not, I had a face that would’ve put the big guy to shame. Pretty nice body, too. Couldn’t leave well enough alone, though. I just haaaaaaad to have more muscle and a bigger dick,” he sighed, looking down at the overstuffed pouch wedged between his stocky thighs. “Now I look like a meathead monkey crossed with a donkey.”

Josh felt a mix of embarrassed lust as he looked at the massive equipment, already wanting to get it inside him. “That sounds…rough? I’m sorry…I don’t really know what to say in these situations,” he stammered. “‘Rough’ doesn’t really cover it, does it? It’s all so fucked! How did we even get here,” he cried, the weight of it all threatening to crash down on him again.

“I don’t know about you, but for me it was a bullshit website,” Gabe spat. “I still don’t have a clue what the fuck they did to turn me into this. That’s a pretty common story around here.”

Josh took a deep breath to compose himself. “I hope this isn’t a rude question, but why are you here? I mean in the camp, specifically? Yeah, your look is…unique…but…”

“About the same as you, from what I heard,” Gabe said, snapping the elastic of the jockstrap. “When I put something on it doesn’t disappear…just turns into one of these. Didn’t luck out and have people think it was just a fashion statement, either.”

Kurt’s voice dripped with mock awe. “He’s one of the few people around here who actually gets to wear something.”

“Don’t be jealous in front of the new guy,” Gabe said, squeezing the straining pouch. “He’ll see my shit soon enough. I just didn’t want to walk in here swinging a club.” He flashed a smug grin and rolled over, flexing his own meaty little bubble. At full size the globes would have been thick and ample, though naturally so, but at its compressed proportions it looked merely perky. “We’re both in the bare ass club.”

“Lucky us,” Josh said, his tone flat as he forced his eyes away. The squat little stud was already starting to turn him on, and he didn’t want to lose control again so soon.

“Not to be that guy, but we actually are kind of lucky,” Kurt offered. “Some of the stories we’ve heard…just be glad we didn’t have anything super contagious. Those guys are mostly stuck in quarantine. At least we still have some freedom,” he said, looking down at the hand toying with his twitching cock. “Strange as it might be.”

“So how do you want to do this,” Gabe asked. “Do you want to hang out in here a bit longer and get your bearings, or do you want us to show you around? We still have a couple hours before the dinner bell.”

Josh’s stomach dropped at the prospect. He knew it was inevitable, but he couldn’t quite bring himself to cross the line yet. “Do we have another roommate,” he asked, hoping to postpone things.

“Not at the moment,” Kurt said, looking over at Gabe. “It’s just been me and shortstuff here for a bit, but someone new could pop up any time. We get a little heads up if that’s going to happen, though.”

“You can also bunk with friends, if you know what I mean,” Gabe added with a wink. “Not like any of us are going anywhere, so they don’t really care.”

“Are there guards? How does that actually work? They didn’t tell me much at the BMR office.”

Gabe hopped down off the bed and lumbered over to Josh, taking him by the hand. “One way to find out,” he said, pulling the staggering blonde along with surprising dexterity. “Trust us…better to get it over with.”

And just like that, Josh found himself waddling outside. His heart raced as he felt his mammoth cheeks bouncing and swaying in the open air, his rapidly-hardening cock pointing the way while Gabe led him by the hand. Being a man in his late twenties, a part of Josh was embarrassed at being taken by the hand, but a larger part was desperate to maintain the comforting grip. Already his head spun at the men he saw. As soon as they stepped outside they crossed paths with a pair of sculpted pretty-boys who’d literally been fused at the hip, casually strolling along with what appeared to be a middle-aged man who had as many legs as Kurt did arms. After that they ran into a dark-skinned mountain of a man whose muscled frame was slick, shiny, and entirely smooth from head to toe, the tiny little nub of a cock a surprising contrast to the rest of his massive proportions. At the other end of the spectrum came a man entirely covered in a dense pelt, with a belly like a beachball and a fat cock that appeared to rival Gabes. Then there was the athletic young duo whose fratboy frames complemented each other, one with a pair of heaping tits where his pecs should have been and the other with a feminine entry where his cock should have hung. Josh saw men whose proportions were “normal” but who stood no taller than Gabe, and he saw men with impossibly large endowments standing alongside men with impossibly small packages. There were also men who appeared unaltered entirely aside from their nudity or near nudity. Some were tall and strapping while others were thin and waifish, and Josh was confused until Kurt pointed out that most of the men hadn’t looked that way originally, despite their seemingly regular appearance. They even came across a man who had a backside like the bottom-heavy blonde’s, as well as a set of equally oversized pecs to balance him out.

It was clear that most of the men knew an orientation when they saw one, and Josh was grateful that they kept a respectful distance. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to meet them, or even that he was embarrassed, but that he could already feel himself about to lose control. At first the shock was enough to keep the lust at bay, but after seeing so much bare flesh, after feeling his uncontrollable cakes bouncing and screaming for attention, it was taking all of the flustered blonde’s willpower to keep himself in check. Kurt hadn’t been exaggerating when he said there wasn’t much privacy, as Josh had seen plenty of carnal activities unfolding around him. His new roommates showed him the central building with the mess hall and common area, as well as the shower building and small hut that served as a gym, and each location was accompanied by an erotic display. Even the lake where they could swim was adorned with naked men in various states of arousal, and Josh kept expecting the few BMR guards they saw to step in, but their keepers acted like they barely noticed.

“O…okay…guys…I…I appreciate the tour, but…but I think I need to…head back…” Josh finally groaned, staggering as the needs of his demanding rear nearly knocked him off his feet.

“Shit, man! Why didn’t you say something earlier,” Gabe chided. “Kurt told you to ask for help.”

“I didn’t want to push him,” the many-armed man shrugged. “He has to get comfortable with it.”

“Does he look comfortable right now,” Gabe barked, looking up at Josh’s pained expression. “It hits you hard, huh?”

The blonde swallowed and nodded. They were still at the edge of the lake, and he had no idea how far away their cabin was. “When it builds it…I can’t really…do much else…”

“Lucky for you I’ve got just the thing,” Gabe grinned, hefting his tented jock. “Wondered why I was getting super horny all of a sudden. Good to know. I’ll keep an eye out for that when we’re hanging out from now on. Okay, get down here,” he said, tugging on Josh’s arm.

The blonde dropped to his hands and knees, about to argue until the squat brunette peeled out of his jock and let his eleven-inch log spring free. It would have been huge on anyone, but on the compact meathead it looked like a third leg. “Wai…wait…right here?”

Gabe gave Kurt an exasperated look. “Wasn’t really paying attention, was he? This is what we call a silver lining,” he chuckled, swatting Josh’s melons before slowly working his way inside. His own satisfied grunt was drowned out by the blonde’s ecstatic howl when he started thrusting. “Fuuuuck, dude. You feel incredible,” he said, giving the rippling cheeks a squeeze. “Just let it out, too. You don’t have to hold back. You can be as loud as you want.”

Hearing it didn’t make it any easier for Josh to accept, but his embarrassment was no match for his desire. On hands and knees in full view of several strangers, the penetrated blonde howled and bellowed until he was hoarse, at which point he motioned for Kurt to come over. Without a word or the slightest hesitation, he reached out and clamped onto the bigger man’s granite globes, swallowing him to the hilt while all four hands stroked through his strawberry hair. Completing the lustful circuit was an ecstasy like Josh had never experienced before the magical mishap, and he once again felt himself letting go in the face of the undiluted desire. All the surprise and humiliation he’d experienced up to that point joined in with the raging inferno, burning away until nothing remained but the blinding bliss that came from being stuffed at both ends.

Josh swallowed Kurt’s heavy load when the other man came and then flipped over onto his back with his legs on Gabe’s broad shoulders, the short stud’s piston arms straddling him like muscled pillars. “Oh fuck…oh fuck…Gabe…fuck…you’re so…so hot…goddamn…” he whimpered in a frenzy.

“Haven’t heard that in a minute,” the burly little brunette blushed. “Think I’m going to like having you as a room…maauuunnhhh…!” With a final thrust, he unleashed into the rippling bubble, the force of his explosion pulling Josh along with him. The prone blonde blasted all over himself as if he hadn’t cum in weeks, staring up at the sky in a sticky daze. Josh didn’t know how long he lay there panting, but after a while he heard Gabe call out.

“Oh! Hey! Chuck! Come meet the new guy.”

Josh heard the approaching feet and knew he was still laying naked on the ground covered in his own cum, with Gabe’s load leaking out of his oversized rear, but he also knew there was nothing he could do about it. He forced himself up onto his elbows, blushing bashfully but grinning at the approaching stranger. The man appeared to be close to his own age, with a round, soft body that looked as supple and squishy as his rotund backside had become. Josh could only guess at the man’s original state or how he’d wound up there, but he’d find out soon enough. Already thinking about what it would feel like to bounce up and down on the man’s broad belly, he hoped he’d find out more, too. “Hey…I’m Josh.”