Weird Transformation Fetish Stories

Jesse woke up, irritated and confused. He was hungover, the room was muggy and stunk like armpits and ass, and he was naked. "Where the fuck am I?" he moaned, squinting his eyes from the sunlight. The white sheet he was laying on was covered in stains. Cum stains, urine stains, sweat stains...he hopped off the cheap mattress, disgusted. 

"That girl...the trashy hick...I drove her to a trailer park..." Jesse started to recall. He found his pants, and put them on before exiting the bedroom. When he stepped out, he found himself alone in a filthy trailer. Pizza boxes and fast food bags were scattered all over the floor of the kitchen. The cheap couch was full of sweat and food stains. Empty beer cans and bottles crowded the coffee table, and dirty dishes were stacked up in the sink. 

"Jesus fucking christ, she lives here?" said Jesse, trying to remember what happened last night. The smell of the trailer was making him nauseous, and he rushed into the bathroom and dropped to his knees in front of the toilet, dry heaving and gagging. His stomach gurgled with sharp pangs, and his bladder suddenly ached like he had been holding in a piss for hours. 

Jesse's eyes watered as he gagged and drooled into the filthy toilet, gasping in the stench of raw sewage as he fumbled with his pants, yanking his penis out in time to blast a stream of hot stinky urine onto the tiled floor. He moaned from the pleasure of relief, and felt his lower abdomen relaxing more and more until his sphincter erupted with uncontrollable farting. 

"UUHHnn...NNuuh!" Jesse moaned, pissing and farting and hugging the sticky pube covered toilet seat, forgetting about the stench of sewage. His belly began to inflate rapidly with layers of fat, and his stomach groaned with hunger.


Jesse stood up from the toilet and headed for the kitchen. "Oh god, please let their be a slice left," Jesse pleaded, lifting the lids of the discarded pizza boxes, until he found one with two stale slices. 

"MMmm," he moaned as he ripped pieces off with his teeth and opened the fridge. His penis was still hanging out of his pants, and grew erect as he pulled a cheese cake from the fridge, and sat at the table stuffing his face. The trailer was so hot and stuffy, but it felt kinda nice. His feet bloated and bulged with girth, and stretched forward as they lengthened inch after inch. Jesse rubbed his damp sweaty toes on the kitchen floor and stroked his hard cock. 

"I wanna beer," Jesse grunted with a twang, rubbing his belly and ripping a wet fart as he opened the fridge. He slammed a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon, then another, then another, belching and farting and dripping with sweat. His pits reeked like ripe onions, and his pecs filled with gooey lard, flopping and jiggling around as he lurched and convulsed with each belch and fart. His gut sagged and swelled with blubbery slop, and Jesse tugged on his dick and thought about his friends big feet.

Jesse fell to the floor, His body rippling with fat, sweat dripping off his body. His mouth was wet with slobber, oozing down his chins as he played with his cock to faggot thoughts about sucking big cocks and toes, fucking big feet, eating dudes assholes. His pants were splitting and tearing open, his ass cheeks, calves and thighs expanding until their hairy bouncing flesh burst free. 

Jesse rolled onto his back, ripping farts and feeling his cock shrinking in his hand. It only aroused him more to have a tiny smelly cock to pay gay prostitutes to laugh at while he sucks their toes in his trashy filthy trailer.