Halloween Chronivac Story Part 01

Adam sat silently on the living room couch waiting for Jack to finish getting dressed for the Halloween party. He said he’d had the perfect costume, but Adam couldn’t imagine it being anything other than a Joker one. The movie was really popular right now and he loved pretending like he would be the only one there wearing something like that. Jack insisted that it was but Adam just let him go with it.

All the while, he had to sit on the couch in the living room while Jack’s dad was mindlessly watching a sports channel. Adam’s eyes would travel over to the rotund man sitting on the couch, scratching his hairy belly and laughing every once in a while. He just felt so awkward the entire time. It wasn’t like he was a bad guy. He just didn’t have anything in common with Adam. The silence between them wasn’t out of anger, but rather disinterest. Besides he had just had a tough day at work and clearly just wanted to rest while he had the chance. 

Sitting on the couch was his best way to relax. Plus, the candy bowl that his wife had bought for trick or treaters was already being eaten by him. The wrappers were on the floor next to him and he was, ‘going to pick them up later.’ Not that Adam really cared, but he did wonder how he’d let his body slip away so much. In college he was an almost perfect athlete with perfect abs and chest. His arms were perfectly defined with muscle and legs looked just as powerful. Jack had only shown Adam the pictures once, but they were almost seared into his mind. 

Adam always wondered how someone would let themselves go like that. Obviously Mr. Carver had leaned into the weight as the bloat kept growing. His belly just kept pushing further and further out in front of him while his arms were covered with fat. His face was almost completely round and a bit of stubble was never completely shaved off his face. There was obviously a fit body still locked in there somewhere, but at some point he’d obviously given it up for the comforts of sweets. 

‘I wonder what he’d looked like if he still worked out…’ Adam thought to himself. Then, almost as if on cue, his phone vibrated. 

A text message popped up. ‘Hey! This app is the shit! You gotta try it out!’ the message read. Adam recognized the number as Scott’s but didn’t understand why the jock would be texting him all of a sudden. Sure they’d worked on a few projects together, but he thought his number would have been promptly deleted. 

Looking over the text a bit more, he couldn’t help but click the link. ‘What could Scott possibly want to send him?’ he thought over and over again. Something quickly downloaded onto his phone and then opened up. A logo he didn’t quite recognize popped up and then disappeared. It was rather odd how barren the screen was. It looked like a word document with only the flashing line and underneath some grayed out text, ‘Type what you would like to change.’ 

“Odd…” Adam accidentally vocalized. It drew a grunt from Mr. Carver, and he instantly went quiet again. A bit of blush flashed onto his face and he went back to looking at the screen. ‘What would I like to change?’ his eyes traveled over to Mr. Carver’s body again. Thinking about the former strong confident jock, currently looking exhausted from even just sitting on the couch was bothering him. ‘What if Mr. Carver didn’t stop working out?’ 

The thought wouldn’t leave his mind. Just thinking about those few pictures he’d seen of him as a college student were running through his mind. But still Adam’s fingers held over the keyboard. Why would he type something in so silly. It seemed like it would be an almost waste. But if it didn’t work, who would know? Another light grunt escaped his lungs as he started typing. ‘Mr. Carver kept in shape after he graduated college.’

He looked over at the 40ish year old man. ‘No way…’ Adam’s mouth hung open. There was no way he could explain what was happening. Suddenly it just looked like Mr. Carver was deflating. The large amounts of fat were rapidly disappearing. His shirt that hung over his thick belly pulled closer and closer while his sleeves were struggling to keep the extra weight contained. Each second it pulled closer and closer to him, revealing more of his fitter frame. 

“What’s up buddy?” he turned on the couch looking over at Adam. “Sorry I’m being so quiet, rough day at work.” His whole attitude seemed to have changed just with that slight adjustment. No longer did he seem to be brooding or angry but rather friendly and outgoing. 

“It’s alright,” Adam stared blankly. He still didn’t know what to talk to the other man about. And he couldn’t help but stare at his more fit body. Even with the little bit of fat on top of his descent musculature he looked so much more handsome than he had before. More hair was atop his head and the light amount of gray gave him a more distinguished look. 

Mr. Carver grabbed the bowl of candy. “Have some. Just don’t tell Ali. I know it’s for the kids but why can’t ya have a little fun,” he added a shake with the bowl.

Adam grabbed a piece of candy and opened it. He tried to force himself to think about anything other than Mr. Carver or his phone. But all he could do is want to change more. He slowly chewed the piece thinking about what else he could change about the man. Seeing his handsome dad bod was so interesting but what if there was more? What if he tried to keep that same physique he had when he was younger? 

He pulled out his phone and started typing again. ‘Mr. Carver is a physical trainer as a side job.’ Hitting enter he watched the older man’s body start to change again. The light dusting of fat covering his arms and belly pulled even closer into his frame. Firm defined muscles pushed out in its place. The button down dress shirt had changed to something that looked far more comfortable and hugged his arms nicely. Even his chest was broad enough to give a shadow, showing off the two well defined pecs. 

Mr. Carver ran his hands over his abs. “Ali’s afraid I’ll lose these puppies if I’m not careful. But to hell with it I can enjoy some treats every once in a while.” He gave Adam a wink. 

Again Adam’s mouth hung open watching the handsome man playfully talk to him. He looked a good ten years younger. With a firm fit body he could easily maneuver himself on the couch and get as comfortable as he wanted. The playful nature still was messing with the firm, stoic and almost angry man he’d grown up knowing. 

‘Mr. Carver primarily works with bodybuilders.’ 

By the time Adam had hit enter; he realized what he had typed. It wasn’t until he saw the lithe athletic muscles start to bloom into something built for power instead. The large shirt he’d been wearing had to have gained at least two X’s and fit even tighter over his growing frame. With each second that passed another inch added to his biceps. The weight of his pecs pushed further out in front of him. And he had to spread his legs further apart to have enough room for both the muscle and what was between them. 

It was almost impossible for him to do anything other than to stare at the massive muscle monster in front of him. Easily passing 200 pounds the other man couldn’t quite fit properly on the couch again. His wide shoulders made it nearly impossible but with the added weight in his arms all he could do was turn slightly to the side. Even his outfit changed again to a shirt that had some kind of protein label and soft fabric shorts. Anything else would have been too constricting. 

“Like what you see?” Mr. Carver snickered at Adam’s stare. It was impossible to miss. He even added a nice flex of his arm to accentuate the joke. Though to Adam it meant so much more. It only added to the fantasy he’d been having since he’d first seen those pictures of Mr. Carver while he was still in college. His fingers went back to typing.

‘Mr. Carver likes it when I touch his body.’ But he didn’t press enter. A deeper desire to want more filled him. He looked over the sentence again. ‘Mr. Carver finds it erotic when I touch his body.’ That was the sentence he wanted. He pressed enter.

The smiled on the older man’s face changed from something playful to more lustful one. His eyebrows raised a bit while he held the flex a little longer than he would have normally. Adam was still cautious as he approached the massively muscled man. He’d never actually felt something like this before. Slowly he wrapped his hands around Mr. Carver’s massive arm and gave it a light squeeze. His arm was so large that Adam’s fingers couldn’t even touch. He added more pressure but obviously the strong bicep wasn’t moving even a little bit. 

A weird sound came from Mr. Carver as he did so. Adam looked over. His confusion quickly changed as he realized what he had really done. It’s why he wanted to change that one word so badly. He could see the embarrassment over his friend’s father’s face. “Something wrong?” Adam suddenly had a bit more confidence than he was used to. 

“No,” Mr. Carver shook his head at the question. 

“Really?” Adam taunted. He pushed his hands against the strong arm and slid them up to Mr. Carver’s shoulder then back down to his thick meaty hands, making sure to play with the fingers on the way down. With the motion he could watch Mr. Carver’s muscular body writhe at the pleasurable sensation. His hips bucked slightly, trying to gain control over what he was feeling.

“Re-really,” Mr. Carver lied.

“Do you like it when I touch you?” Adam taunted again. This time moving closer to his waist. A hand found its way onto his thick blocks of abs and stayed put. 

The bodybuilder trainer tightened each and every one of his muscles as he felt the erotic sensation run through his entire body. He gripped the couch trying to regain some semblance of control but the second Adam moved even slightly, pleasure shot through his body making his muscles contract again. His neck shot back and feet flexed at the sensation. Adam took the time to run his hand up the other man’s shirt and lightly play around with his pec. With just a finger he circled around the nipple and watched the other man squirm at the sensation.

Mr. Carver’s dick pulsed wildly in his shorts as Adam played with him. He couldn’t control how his body was moving. It was like every pleasure center in his brain was going off at once. Enjoying the feeling of this other man feeling him up, or testing his muscles. It was crazy. Then he felt his mind let go. The sensation erupted all at once between his legs and he couldn’t stop it. His legs lifted him up and down several times before he was brought back down to reality with Adam still sitting there watching him. “Fuck man…” he couldn’t even look the other man in the eyes as the mess stained his underwear. 

“Wow…” Adam consciously closed his mouth. He looked up to see Jack was finally ready. Though instead of wearing a Joker costume it was Bane. He was built just like his dad had been and clearly wanted to show it off through a sleeveless shirt. The firm muscular body was clearly the work of his father’s. “Wow…”

“What? You ready to go man?” Jack shrugged.