BECOMING DOUMIT GHANEM

 

When you went to bed, you were a twenty-year-old Engineering student. Already quite athletic, you couldn't seem to put on any true muscle and fantasized about being completely ripped, but not in a jock kind of way . . . in a professional body builder kind of way. 

You went to bed, never imagining such a thing could happen, never realizing that perhaps Master Grey was listening, and when you awoke, you found your world VERY different. Your vanilla apartment was gone and your surroundings were more exotic. Argentina suddenly came to mind and you suddenly realized that you were, in fact, home. That's when you started to put the pieces together. 

You glanced down, found your thick, black beard and mustache. You saw your tanned, Lebanese skin and, more importantly, the huge mass of muscles fighting against a white tank. Your chest was huge, hard nipples pressed against thin fabric. Your could feel your abs. Your enormous arms. This wasn't happening. Then, a name came to mind and you truly couldn't believe it. You left the bed, your  weight hitting the floor as you felt uneasy standing for the first time. You were massive and it felt as familiar as it did strange. You felt strong, testosterone pumping through your veins as you moved in front of a mirror and there he was . . .

"Doumit Ghanem," you said, your thunderous voice almost surprising you as you gazed at your new reflection. You were the very definition of perfection. Dark eyes and perfect hair. A thick Lebanese beard and a flawless physique . . . one you could suddenly remember working so hard for. 

Reaching up, you touched you hair, the shaved sides and perfect part. You moved you fingers across your thick, perfectly trimmed beard. You bounced you massive pecs beneath the shirt and teased your own nipples. the sensation was surreal, being ina  new body, exploring what excited it. Definitely the nipples. Smiling, you flexed, suddenly taking in your new scent. Musky and completely masculine. You can't help taking a quick selfie. You didn't want this moment to end and suddenly noticed a tightness in your shorts. With one hand, you toyed with you large nipples again and sliding your other hand into you shorts, greeted by your thick black bush and the fat Lebanese dick growing from within.

Yeah, this was exactly what you wanted and you knew there were going to be A LOT of new pictures showing up on Doumit's instagram later that day . . . or YOUR instagram rather.