Could You Transform Me Into A Soccer Tracksuit For A Soccer Player ?

Could you transform me into a soccer tracksuit for a soccer player ?

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-Are you serious? Do you really want me to replace your damn swimbriefs for the race by myself? No way!

-Cmon, Lars! This is only for a hour. Coach gonna kill me if he would know that i had forgot my racing speedos again. I need a pair for replace. Please, save me! Othervise i will be kicked out from the swimteam. Swimming is my life!

-Damn you. Okay, but only once. It will be very big favor for you. No one should know about my transformation.

-You are lifesaver! Let’s get me dressed in you. Faster, out start in 10 minutes. - Lars undressed and placed his stuff into friend’s bag. - Now, come here closer and hug my waist- said naked young man -… not here, lower..

- shit! Am i suppose to lean closer to your member? Do it faster!

- otherwise its not gonna work. Speedos are made to cover their owners members, Lars - said Ryan and pressed Lars head to his junk. Lars only eeked and transformation took place very fast. His skin turned red while his body begin rapidly shrink and shange it’s structure from flesh to stretchy fabric. Ryan watched at his friend transformation with a grin. This situation making him aroused. Soon, Ryan was alone in locker room, clad in brand new red speedos. He was rock hard while tight swimsuit keeps his cock up

-Wow, Lars! You are natural swimsuit morpher! Maybe i should keep this comfy pair speedos for a whole season? Lars, can you hear me? Anyway, i think speedos are always want to be speedos. Rayn snapped his waistband in a joy and left lockers

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Thanks @Vore_writer and @headwether (from discord “inanimate paradise” server) for a help with grammar edits. Your help inspired me for a new captions.

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"We have only 2 minutes before my memory wipe will take place. You can tell him your last goodbye.” said Lars, standing in Andersons’ house.

He was a professional swimmer who turned a penny with a part-time coaching. He takes a young swimmers for a intense 3 month course. He takes these guys everywhere with himself as his favourite swimsuit - branded blue speedos. Being worn by Lars during all competitions and workouts, his clients gain muscles and experience. He usually wears his swimsuit 7 days a week.

But so he is not too distracted on transformees who are wrapped around his waist 24 hours 7 days a week (even when he faps at home), Lars casts a temporary memory-wipe spell on himself and family of transformees which deletes all memories about his current client until contact is over. For a 3 months Lars and everyone else will know his Speedos as an ordinary swimsuit and would treat it as usual.

And now he stood before a couple of Andersons. They were parents of his current client - Michael. They stared at his speedo-clad crotch with a worried look. It’s so hard for them to say goodbye to their transformed son before a three months parting. He became a tiny piece of wardrobe for a star swimmer and they cannot even talk about their son with Lars because Lars wouldn’t aware all the time.

Before Lars zipped up his jeans and plunged their son in darkness, mister Anderson said “See you in September, Michael! Good luck.”

OK. It’s time to go.” Lars said to them and pulled up his tight jeans. With a short zzzziip sound, the blue speedos were covered with denim. Just when Lars buttoned his jeans, the memory spell hit three of them. He blinked several times and asked the Andersons what he was doing here. As they set in the spell before, they think that they call him for a small help and then let him go.

So they thanked him for a small consulting in pool maintenance and lead him through the doors. Meanwhile poor Michael was left alone on Lars waist

“Hey, Lars? Lars! I’m having second thoughts Lars!” Michael silently yelled. As Lars walked away, what he’d agreed to began to sink in. It was going to be a long 90 days while his parents would think that their son is in a long travel.

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After 80 days of constant usage by Lars blue speedos became a bit stretched but still comfortable. After so much time with his owner, Michael’s elastic body and mind were broken in