@hotmaletfstories · Male TF Stories (2025)

Note: This is a re-interpretation of one the first tf stories I read called door mat

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Jacob was sitting on his bed skimming through Grindr, looking for a hot time. But he was finding it difficult in his home town. Many of the people here he had already hooked up with, had a suspicious profile or were closeted dude-bros. He was hoping for at least one hook up as he was so very bored, and after this week he would have to go back to college to resume his intensive studies. Jacob was currently doing social studies, which helped with his social advocacy and activism. This shouldn’t usually take long for Jacob to find someone he was the perfect twink. He had a small frame with a little toning his face was small and had many cute features to it. His hair was gelled up in a long black quiff, but he made sure not a hair was on his face. He had golden skin from his Latino-Mexican heritage. The only thing odd about this normal Latino twink was that he had been blessed, with a pretty big dick. So why wasn’t he getting any messages from anyone? “Buzz” His phone vibrated, it was a message.“Patriot2954” was the user. Jacob tapped to check him out, but nearly puked at what he saw. It was one of those damn closeted republicans messaging him. “Hey man, wanna come over?” wrote Patriot, before sending a hot selfie.

Damn, he was hot, thought Jacob, unable to contain his boner. But how could he bring himself to touch one of those bigots? Jacob decided to type out a snarky reply to him about him being bigoted, but instead…

“Sure hotty, where are we meeting?” He replied uncontrollably. What? Where did that come from?

“92 Mainstreet and be here ASAP! Names Shawn too btw, ” he replied. Jacob didn’t want to go, but some force compelled him to get dressed and rush out the door.

Jacob came up to Shawn’s place, which looked like a pretty average house. Clearly, he was quite well off, doing some well-paying trade. He had a large ford truck parked in his driveway, and his lawn was well-cut. As he walked up the path to the door. A weird sense of unease came over him as if he was in auto mode. Jacob came up to the door before he knocked though, he took a look through the window to see inside. The inside looked well decorated and had furniture, but when he saw the republican flags and guns laying about, he began to puke inside again. Jacob was a die-hard liberal, and he couldn’t see himself banging a bigot like this guy, even if he was attractive. Jacob wanted to desperately run away, and forget all about him. Instead, he found his hand uncontrollably knock on the door four times. The door opened, and Shawn was there, topless like in his photo and wearing some black shorts. He grinned devilishly at him before ushering him in. Jacob found himself on autopilot as he walked in.

“Do you want a drink of anything?” Shawn asked as he guided Jacob to sit down on his couch. Jacob didn’t want anything, he was far too distrustful to take anything. He opened his mouth and prepared to say no, but instead…

“Yeah, sure I’ll have whatever,” he replied, Jacob pinched himself to make sure he was ok, but also to punish himself for his error. Why did he say that?, Why had he even walked in? And why, had he come here?

Shawn walked off to his kitchen to get a glass out and opened a bottle of what looked like a southern brewed beer, mainly due to the rebel flag on the bottle. As Jacob sat on the couch, he looked around the room at all republican decoration hung off the walls. Jacobs’s stomach twisted itself harder with each new sight, thinking it couldn’t get worse and then being disappointed each time. Shawn had a giant US flag planted on the main wall opposite him next to that hung vertically was a smaller rebel flag, with a load of assault rifles leaned against the wall. Jacob hated guns, they were a blight on the country and fed toxic men that extra bit of masculinity. On the floor by his feet, Jacob could see a couple of magazines, both had pictures of girls on them. One was clearly a lite-porno, but the other was a Christian magazine, and it was titled, “how to find the righteous girl”. Jacob could see Shawn as a religious type, with plenty of crucifixes around the place, Shawn didn’t hide it. But it always troubled Jacob that they could be religious, and yet do hookups like these.

Shawn returned with a beer in his hand and gave it to him.

“Drink this all down,” He said with a grin. Jacob took it and gave it a sniff. The beer smelled incredibly bitter and vile, it was opposite to the normal sugary beverages and cocktails he was used to. He looked at Shawn like he wanted to refuse, but something in Shawn’s eye compelled him to drink it down. Jacob put his lips to the bottle and then chugged down the vile drink. It was worse than it smelled, the bitterness flooded his mouth but settled in every spot. Jacob downed the drink in a few seconds, but once it was gone his head felt heavy and he began to slow down. His eyes grew tired and he couldn’t bring himself to talk. He slowly looked to Shawn again who was giving him that same devilish grin that he gave when he arrived, but this time he felt something more sinister to it. Jacob was about to speak up, but Shawn snapped his fingers and Jacob passed out.

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‘Click’ Shawn’s fingers snapped again, and it was the first and only thing Jacob heard. He opened his eyes and raised his head, he wasn’t as tired or slow anymore, but he seemed to be stuck. By stuck, he was lying on his back and all four of his limbs were tied to the bed. He also noticed he was almost naked, except for some underwear which certainly wasn’t his.

“You liberal fucks are so easy, I don’t know if it’s this power or your own weakness. Either way, I’m gonna enjoy myself,” Shawn spoke in a demeaning manner.

“Fucking let me go now!” Jacob yelled as he struggled in the restraints.

“You fucking drugged me and now you’ve tied me up, I didn’t consent to this!” He continued.

“As I said, you guys are way too easy for me,”

Jacob was about to yell at Shawn and demand he releases him from his restraints, but Shawn quickly jumped on top of him, shoving Jacob into his pits and forcing him to inhale a combination of B.O. and axe body spray. Jacob tried to stop breathing, but it was no use, he gasped for air, breathing plenty of the smell in and letting it fill him. The smell filled Jacob up, but mostly his mind, which turned into cotton candy, his thoughts becoming slow, the other went down to his dick which immediately shot to full mast.

“This will be the last time you ever be this close with another man while being hard,” Shawn said, getting up and sitting on the side of the bed. He went to the bedside table and lit a scented candle. The candle’s scent began to fill the room, but it smelled quite odd, like some sort of food.

“Ah, extra bbq flavour, don’t worry, this is just to make sure you aren’t a vegan as well afterwards,” Shawn said, inhaling the scent with satisfaction.

Shawn had tough bro hands which, were covered in oil. Slowly he began to work them all over Jacob’s body, making sure the oils seeped into his skin. As his hands moved over Jacob’s pecs they began to inflate like balloons, stray hairs also began appearing on them too before becoming dark and dense forests that covered most of them. Shawn’s hands then moved down towards Jacob’s flat stomach, pushing in deep, bloating it out into a powerful core with a heavy treasure trail that linked up with the forests on his pecs. Jacob’s body began to grow as a whole now, his height increasing inch by inch until he reached 6'5. Jacob’s once well-groomed body itched as his pits exploded with hairs. Shawn quickly went over Jacob’s arms and hands, which twitched and spasmed as his tri’s and bi’s erupted from his arms, his hands grew fat and hard just like Shawn’s. Shawn then took hands and dragged them down Jacob’s legs right to his toes. Jacob could feel as his muscles bubbled forth under his thighs as they grew into thick logs. His tiny innocent feet then grew out into monstrous titanic size 13s.

Shawn smiled as he looked down at his work-in-progress, but there was more to change. Shawn went straight in for a kiss. Jacob was taken aback by the action. Shawn’s mouth stuck to his, his tongue invading and pushing its way into Jacob’s mouth. Jacob could taste the aftershock of chewing tobacco, bitter beer, and emptiness.A chill flowed across Jacob’s skin. He couldn’t see it, but he could feel as his natural golden colour was being sucked dry from him and replaced with a cold, pale white skin like Shawn’s. He would never be able to achieve such a colourful look again, only get a fraction of it even from hours in the sun. Jacob’s light and twinkish face began to harden and grow into a more rugged and country look. His long maintained quiff shrunk down into a short style while a dark chinstrap coloured itself onto his face.

Shawn took his tongue out and got back up off of Jacob. He went back to his old devilish grin that he had first greeted Jacob with.

“What do you think bro?” He asked rhetorically. Jacob looked down in horror at his new body and skin.

“What the fuck have you done to me!?” He yelled.

“You liberals are always so impolite, and that voice won’t do,” Shawn replied, snapping his fingers.

“MMMMPPPPHHHHH” Jacob’s voice became muffled, and he could talk. His vocal cords began rearranging themselves until a silky smooth, but a masculine voice like Shawn’s. Shawn smiled as Jacob started coughing slightly.

“Good, now call me ‘bro’,” Shawn asked innocently. Jacob hesitated, he didn’t want to go on with Shawn’s plan and end up becoming a dumb bro like him.

“Do it,” Shawn snapped impatiently.

“Sorry, bro,” Jacob replied in a new deeper and masculine tone.

“That’s perfect bro, now we can get onto the next part,” said Shawn, as he shifted back towards the end of the bed. He pulled down Jacob’s briefs, which were, in fact, his own, but just applied it for the ritual. Jacob’s giant 10" dick flopped out, covered by a thick bush and two tennis ball-sized balls.

Shawn got down and began to suck it hard, going right to the base. Jacob could feel as Shawn sucked his dick for over ten minutes, as his monster shrank down to an average 6" dick, and once Shawn was done, he didn’t let Jacob cum.

“Ah, that’s better. Gotta compensate with something for this newly built body don’t we,” Shawn smiled before getting up.

“What the fuck are you doing to me?” cried Jacob as Shawn threw his clothes.

“I was like you once, all liberal and queer. Then some dude came turned me into a conservative bro. Ever since that, I’ve been straight as an arrow, but sometimes I get these urges. I see liberals and fag’s like you, and I get this desire to convert you into conservative studs like me,” explained Shawn as he let his monster flop out from his briefs.

“I don’t find you attractive bro, and I don’t enjoy being so close, not one bit. But the idea of making you like me is just so powerful. But I like women most of the time, gotta make a new generation of republicans don’t we,” He went on, now lubing up his dick. Shawn came back over and undid Jacob’s restraints, before flipping Jacob over.

“My favourite bit, filling you up with red, white and blue,” He said before pushing deep into Jacob.

Jacob was expecting this to hurt, and it did, as a painful ecstasy shot through him, as Shawn began to pump his cock into him.

The world began to spin around Jacob, his thoughts and memories becoming surreal. His college course, advocacy work and liberal idea’s twisted and spun around, becoming more distant and unrealistic. Now, Jacob’s mind was, assaulted with different memories and thoughts. Why would he go to college? Liberal? Only in a million years. Guns, barbells, money and women began assaulting their way into his mind and planting themselves firmly. All these new thoughts made him dizzy, and the dizziness quickly turned into a headache. Shawn began pumping harder and faster, Jacob’s memories began being dragged out of his head. Everything about Jacob’s old life and personality was getting harder to remember, as the idea of being on a college campus unreal, the thought’s of him learning a trade that he was going to use after, that he was a hot-blooded conservative, voting red no matter who was on the ticket, dating and banging girls, shooting off guns and going to church and the gym became more realistic to him.Any thoughts or attraction to men Jacob once had dissipated. His mind was assaulted with images of women and building the perfect republican family. It was his duty to his nation and god to seed a new generation of republican’s who would keep the nation from turning blue. The thought of America falling into the hands of the liberals made Jacob angry and also disgusted. Illegals living off the state, fag marriage, weak beta males and attacking the sacred 2nd amendment was their motto to Jacob. On top of this though, Jacob’s old liberal advocacy and social activism turned into a new form activism. It wasn’t activism, but felt just as powerful as his desire to shoot guns, seed chicks and vote red. He could feel a power grow within him, coming from Shawn. The power to turn fags and liberals into conservative studs just like him, and it felt irresistible, he could save the country with it.

Shawn could see as Jacob valiantly fought to try and hold onto any precious memories and thoughts, to resist what he was doing. But it was no use as Shawn pumped even harder.

“That’s it, bro, just give in and become like me,” said Shawn.

‘No, I can’t let go… must hold on to…’ Jacob thought as he tried to keep his cock from erupting.

Shawn blew his load inside of Jacob filling him up, but also capturing any stray essence of the gay, Latino, college student. Even though he could feel the warm rush spread throughout him, Jacob held out, which only made Shawn continue to pump inside.

“Just give in bro,” Shawn panted.

Jacob tried to hold on frantically, but it was too late. He felt the rush of Shawn’s cum and his old life flowing into his ballsack, before exploding suddenly out unto his stomach.

Shawn sat back putting on his briefs and shorts, while panting a little bit. He was filled with pride at taking in the sight of his new conservative bro. Jacob, however, sat for a couple of seconds, his new life quickly settling into his conscience.

“How do you feel bro?” asked Shawn

“Fucking great bro, gonna go get me some guns, beer and pussy!” Jacob yelled excitedly.

“Great now wipe off that useless shit and get dressed,” Shawn ordered

Jacob went over to a pile of dirty shirts and trousers. He picked up a cap and put it on.

“Ok bro, now you got to make a profile on that gay app too, need to convert more of them queers,” Shawn instructed.

“Fuck, I don’t want to be with no queers,” He whined.

“Don’t argue bro, or I’m gonna fuck you again, and you won’t be pretty afterwards. Anyway, your mind should set in the same feeling I have about converting liberals too,” Shawn snapped.

An idea popped into Jacob’s head, he quickly picked up his phone and snapped a selfie of him in some briefs. Damn fags are like chick’s, they won’t be able to resist this beef.