A Few Upgrades

Yes, it is me. Same old Carlo. I’ve just had a couple of upgrades, courtesy of some random dude I met at the club yesterday. He asked me to dance with him and I just couldn’t say no: he was Hercules incarnate, every single inch of his body chiselled to perfection. After getting all sweaty on the dance floor, he dragged me to the disabled toilet and… well, you can imagine. Anyway, just as he was cumming, he told me to swallow, and I diligently drank it up. As soon as I did, I felt my entire body swelling up. Suddenly the twink you’d been dating these two years was gone and, in his place, stood I.

Now, the way this guy explained it, it’s all in the cum. That’s how he spreads it. So I was thinking, if you’re in the mood for some upgrades? Yeah? Well, then get on your knees.

Growing Closer Together

Jack gave me the thumbs up. Rory didn't even notice, he was laughing his ass off at the whole situation. I zapped them both, trying to aim for the space between the two. Where I shot their bodies started to merge, their flesh combining into an amorphous shape.

Rory finally realised what was happening, but the sensation must have been very pleasurable because he just started making out with Jack, their mouths merging deeper and deeper. As more of their body mass mixed together, the features of a new body became apparent: a huge pair of pecs, trunk-like thighs, and a cock the size of my forearm.

Once the process ended, a new hulking stud was standing in front of me, the best attributes of Rory and Jack enhancing every bit of his body. He walked towards me and wasted no time to start making out with me, his humongous cock pulsating between us.

And then I felt a zap, and our cocks became one.

Like a Hair in the Wind

"You wanna know how I got this hairy?" I whispered in his ear, his scruffy beard scratching my cheek. "Same reason none of you are leaving this party."

He stepped backwards, a frightened look on his face. But then his eyes opened wide and he started moaning. His hands were exploring every crevice of his body, as if looking for the source of this immense pleasure. The guys around him stopped dancing when they noticed, but then they started moaning and touching themselves the same way. In a matter of minutes, every man in the club was experiencing the most powerful erotic sensation of their lives.

The moaning got louder and louder, building into a crescendo. The first guy started gravitating towards, getting closer and closer until... Swoosh. As soon as he touched me, he exploded into a mesh of sexual energy and pleasure, leaving only a single hair where his skin had touched mine. The other guys started approaching me, each of them bursting into a final wave of erotic bliss before turning into another hair on my body.

By the end of the set every man in the club was adorning my body as hair - even the DJ.

Basking in the Sun

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Into a anthro werewolf yes

I just wish I were as hairy as him. Is that too much too ask?

Argh, fuck, what’s going on? Babe, your ass feels a lot tighter than usual. What’s that? Well, no, it can’t be my cock.  That’s as big as it gets. Wow, actually, it does feel a lot heavier than usual - ahh, ahh!

My jaw is growing! I can see it pushing out. And my nose is getting so dark… Don’t stop? Something weird’s happening, babe, we need to…

Oof, we need to keep going! I feel so full of strength. Can you scratch me a little, babe? My fur is getting all itchy. Ahh, that feels gooooood! Do it behind my ear. Ahh, just like that.

Ok babe, get ready, ‘cause this beast is feeling hungry.

Wiggle Those Toes

The Last Bark

"You said you wanted to be a pup - well, you got your wish!" he laughed, taking a gulp of his morning coffee.

Perhaps my brain was becoming more animalistic by the second, but I was still aware enough to feel smug at the fact that I'd spiked his coffee with pupping drops. Oh well, I guess we'll have to spend the day fooling around like dogs.

In the Act

He was jerking off when I walked into the room. He got such a fright, tried to cover himself. It didn't matter, I zapped him with my newest toy and his entire body froze in place. He was still there, still aware of everything - just unable to react.

I'm going to have a lot of fun playing with his body. And who knows, maybe I'll try the "stone" setting of my device later in the day.

Caught in the Spell

I obviously didn't think this through. I used the jock spell in a public place but forgot to bring a change of clothes. As soon as I started growing, my shirt and jeans ripped and fell to pieces. Even my underwear was torn in half, the size of my enormous cock and ass being too much for it.

I panicked. There was a cute guy close by who had seen the entire transformation so I cast an inanimate spell on him. His entire body turned cottony and pinkish, his features smoothed out, and his entire bulk flattened. His voice was the last thing to go, as he was moaning during the entire transformation.

I grabbed him and wrapped him around my waist. I could feel his excitement at being close to my body and my crotch, his mind slowly losing his self-awareness. I would have to turn him back quick or he'd be stuck as a towel forever... But my jock spell was having a toll on my mind, and I could feel myself forgetting all the knowledge I had.

But who cares? Look at this body. A jock like myself doesn't need to know things, just a gym pass and a good towel to take to the lockers.

It's a Trap!

"I'm telling you, that's Jack!" Quinn tried to convince Leon, but he wasn't having it. People couldn't absorb others into their asses, that just wasn't a thing. "Come on, give it a jiggle! You can still feel him in there" he continued.

Leon pulled down his speedo and reluctantly grabbed one of his ass cheeks. There was something weird about it, that's for sure. Like there was a fire burning inside it, like a second heartbeat... Actually, it wasn't just one, there were many. His entire bum was vibrating with the essence of dozens of guys.

And that's when he noticed his arm was sinking into Quinn's ass cheek. He tried to push away but he only got his other arm stuck to his left ass cheek. He cried for help but no one was around - Quinn had obviously planned this.

His face was the last thing to disappear, his mouth resting where Quinn's pucker was. He tried to keep hold of his mind but the fire around him was starting to envelop him, his thoughts slowing down and simplifying. By the time Quinn gave "him" a little jiggle, all that was left was the bliss of being a beautiful ass.

Over the Edge

'You sure about this?' I asked, my hand wrapped around his cock.

'I am. I trust you' he replied.

I stood up, took my trousers off, and swallowed the pill. The effect was almost instantaneous - my cock stood up to attention, thirsty for someone's touch. He brought it to his mouth and, as soon as it touched his lips, the process began. His entire body started wrapping around my cock, layer upon layer. And all throughout, I could hear him moaning, feel his sexual pleasure emanating from the cock he was becoming.

Thus began a night of edging. Every time I was close, I could feel his "mind" going into overdrive, my usual sexual gratification intensified by the pure sexual bliss he was undergoing. And every time I stopped myself - that was the deal.

But every time it got more difficult to stop, to constrain myself. By the time sunrise was imminent and the effects were about to wear off, I could barely control my own actions. I started jerking feverishly, harder and harder. My entire mind was being invaded by the utmost pleasure, with no other thoughts being allowed. Only the faintest sense of panic, like a tickle at the base of my cock, as I started cumming.

It was the most intense orgasm of my life. Rope after rope of cum kept jetting off into the blankets. It must have lasted a couple of minutes.

And by the time the sun light filled the room, I was the only person left.

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Hello, can you turn me into a dumb person who can't think

Why of course. It would be my pleasure. Just follow me down this hall and into the locker room. Do you see all these guys? They’re all here for the same thing. They all want to become beautiful jocks without a single thought in their minds.

Now, I suggest you undress as much as you feel comfortable, then head for the showers. Don’t worry about your clothes, you won’t be needing them anymore. In fact, by the time you leave the showers, they won’t even fit you.

Where did all these jocks come from? You met them in the lockers. Yes, they are the same guys. Just look at that guy over there - as soon as the water caresses his skin, his wiry frame starts bulging out, his arms and legs growing thicker, and his ass and cock springing to life. And that old gentleman over there - it takes no time for the water to wash away his beer gut and wrinkles, revealing a six pack and two mighty pecs underneath. Don’t you want to join them?

That’s it, let the water do its job. You can feel yourself growing taller and wider, your hands and feet expanding to match your new body. Even your jawline and cheeks look sexier than ever. And all your worries melting away, washed away by the hot water.

What’s that? Of course, go and play with your fellow jocks. I’m sure they’re all looking forward to meeting your new body.

When You Go-Go

Being a go-go dancer is tough. You've got to keep fit, dance for hours, and sometimes you can get a fair amount of harassment from people.

Being a go-go dancer's gear on the other hand is dead easy. I get to just spend the night wrapped around some stud's cock, balls, and ass; to bask in their body heat, sweat, and musk; and I get paid much more than they do. It's literally the best job ever!

...until your owner gets a little too carried away and ends up chucking you at the audience. Then suddenly you're trapped as a tight pair of briefs for some random dude, unable to turn back until the club managers retrieve you. Hopefully, the guy who stole you is also well endowed - at least that way you get to spend eternity doing what you love most.

Bad Boy

"Please, don't, please - "

"Please don't what?"

"Please, don't change me tonight."

"Wrong answer."

I clicked my fingers and his hands turned into paws. Another click and his feet followed suit. A third one and his entire body got covered with golden fur.

"Let's try again."

"Please, I don't know what you want - "

"Wrong answer again!" I clicked again and he grew a bushy tail. Another and his body mass reconfigured into a more quadrupedal shape. Another and he started shrinking into a more suitable size.

"Final try."

"Prease, I dron't whant to be a dogf."

"Then you should have learned your lesson, boy."

"Wvait, no, I know. Prease, sir! PLEASE, SIR!"

"Too late."

Click.

Used and Abused

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I didn’t even get a chance to run. He brushed his hand on my shoulder and I suddenly tumbled onto the floor with a loud clank. He fished me out from among my scattered clothes and placed me on his exposed cock. I could feel his warm flesh filling me, his heat making me dizzy and horny at the same time. I wanted to squeeze his delicious cock harder but my body was frozen in place, unable to bend or reshape.

He got dressed and went back to the pitch. As soon as he started playing, I could feel his cock hardening against me. His sweat was coating my surface, and his pubes tickled the edge of the cup I was. It almost felt like I was having sex but every bit of pleasure was coming from my sense of touch. The mounting pressure of his still-growing cock pushing me further and further towards an unimaginable climax.

His cock continued expanding and I started to feel a little panic. Every time he went into contact with another guy in the pitch, his cock would twitch and grow, and I could feel my form straining, cracking. But the more pressure, the more sexual euphoria I felt, the closer I thought I was to… I was so close, his monstrous cock could barely fit within my confines. And I knew that I should be scared of what was about to happen, but it felt so fucking good, his cock pushing me against the limit until… until…

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Shit, there goes another cup. Oh well, I’m sure I can find a cute waterboy before the next half.

Swimming in the Eye of an Elephant

Noni told us to crouch and wait for them to approach us, and so we did. I had never seen anything as magnificent as these beasts in my life: huge and majestic, with the strength of thirty men. Even a young elephant could batter Lina from HR to death, or break Gerry’s arms - along with his squeaky desk chair.

Nope, I wasn’t going to spoil this moment thinking of the office. I came on this trip to get as far away from my life as possible. My mundane, miserable, mediocre excuse of a life. That was all thousands of miles away. Here it was only me and the elephants.

Suddenly one of them broke from the rest of the heard and started taking tentative steps towards us. The couple crouching beside me squealed in fear and excitement like two infantile chimpanzees, but Noni quickly shushed them. We didn’t want to scare it away.

Actually, it was a him. Noni told us. You can see it in his eyes, she said. I wasn’t sure what she meant until the animal was standing mere metres from us. He was looking at us with such intensity. No, not us: me. He was looking at me, staring with those small hazel eyes. Eyes as deep as the ocean. And I could see it clearly as day: he was a male, powerful and virile as nature intended. His eyes seemed to call me in, inviting me into his world, luring me in…

I heard Noni’s voice echo a million stars away but it didn’t matter. I was swimming in the sunlight of his eyes, and all I could hear was my heavy steps and all I could smell was the dry soil and the tall grass…

I came out of my daze with a jolt. The sun was closer to the horizon than it was a moment ago. Noni, is that normal…? I turned around to see the rest of the group was gone. So was the jeep. I was alone.

Alone, I thought? I felt a pat on my shoulder and turned around to find the same elephant, literally standing next to me. His eyes were larger, his thoughts clear as day, sparkling like little comets in the ocean of his eyes. His time in the savannah, his herd, his name… Finlay? That didn’t sound very African to me. You’re not African? But wait, what? I didn’t really understand…

And then he groped my crotch. That’s right, Finlay the (Canadian?!) elephant was cupping my cock and balls. With his trunk. New addition to my Top 5 Weirdest Things That Have Ever Happened To Me. And the weirdest thing of all was that I didn’t mind. It kind of felt nice and friendly. Almost loving. Like when Mark would fondle me in the kitchen whilst I made breakfast.

Nope, not thinking about Mark either. Not sure I could deal with that now. I mean, developing this kind of connection with an expat elephant already required all my attention. I couldn’t get distracted by depressing thoughts about my ex… or a weird itch spreading around my skin… or my seemingly enlarging nose!

Alright, time to get distracted. I forced myself to stop looking at Finlay’s eyes and brought my hand to my nose. It was definitely larger, longer, and the skin felt a lot rougher.

Oh no, wait, my mistake. That was the skin of my hand.

WHAT?! The skin in my hand was all wrinkly and leathery, and also surprisingly desaturated. The fingers looked chunky, the nails growing thicker in front of my eyes. As I stared at them I glanced at my shoes, which seemed to be at the brink of bursting. I tried to remove them but my stumpy fingers were becoming less and less dexterous by the second. Eventually I resorted to pushing the heels off, and discovered my feet were reshaping into a more circular shape, the toes and nails undergoing a similar change to that of my fingers.

My entire frame had doubled in width and my clothes were struggling to contain it. I pushed the back of my trousers with my “hand” and a ropy tail swished out. I felt relief as I swung it back and forth, not even realising that I had just grown a new appendage and could already control it without effort.

Although it was not as much relief as when I pushed the front of my trousers down and a cock the size of my - previously human - forearm sprang out like a jack-in-the-box. The thing was huge! Finlay the elephant didn’t seem very surprised though, as he started to caress it with his trunk. The leathery skin tickled and made my cock grow erect… and then keep growing and growing.

I wondered how nice it would be to be able to jack off with a trunk and, as if on cue, my nose’s growth accelerated, trying to catch up with the rest of my massive body. I tentatively tried to flex it and, to my surprise, it responded correctly. I tried to bring it to my growing cock and, carefully, started jerking off, whilst Finlay caressed me between my things.

Oh shit, it felt so incomparably amazing! The sensation of my hungry cock, the delightful tickle of my leathery skin, the building strength in my massive body, the sensation of two brand new appendages… It was so much I started to feel dizzy. I fell on all four and suddenly my hips clicked, like a key finding the right lock.

I was so close, I could feel it. My entire frame was vibrating with the sexual energy that was building up inside of me. I could feel my canvas-like ears flopping side to side, my immense buttocks thrusting, my world shattering…

I opened my eyes and found Finlay’s eyes staring back. And in those eyes I could see myself, a proud elephant, huge and magnificent and at the edge of climax. I dove into the sunlight of his eyes one last time and then felt it: the most powerful orgasm of my entire existence. Rope after rope of animal seed burst out of my cock, and with it thirty-two years of stress, three disastrous relationships, and the burden of being human.

As I basked in this most primal bliss I said goodbye to my former life: goodbye to bills and taxes, to heartbreak and loneliness, to Lina from HR and Gerry’s squeaky chair. Goodbye to the morons that inhabit this world and the fools who allow them to ruin our lives.

I gave a last thrust as I used my trunk to milk any remaining seed left in me. As I brought it in front of me, Finlay grabbed it with his own trunk. Hello, his eyes said. And they said it in such a beautiful way.

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That was a few months ago. I now live with Finlay and the rest of his herd. It turns out he was from Goderich and used to work in middle management before an Ecuadorian elephant called Vicente brought him into the herd. He is also kind and loving and delicate - or as delicate as an elephant can be. So is Vicente, who visits us every now and then for some “herd” shenanigans.

Noni does visit sometimes too. I always say hi when she brings some tourists on her jeep. I am particularly keen to approach the group if there are some cute guys amongst them.

I wonder if Finlay would let me bring one of them into the herd.

A Beast to Be

I drank the vial an hour before the event. I wanted to enjoy my first carnage, and what better way to devour my first prey as a new day-walking werewolf than by hunting sexy, naked men across the centre of town? I would have to run off into the forests afterwards, but who cares! There are many small towns scattered across these mountains.

I started to feel the fur growing across my chest and back. Finally, I was going to become a monster! I had dreamed of this day for so long, and now it was really happening. I could feel my muscles reshaping, my bones readjusting, and my pelt of ginger fur thickening by the second. As those around me started taking notice of my quick transformation, I dismounted my bike and got ready for the hunt. Time for blo- *thud*

I stumbled onto the ground. For some reason, my feet couldn't hold my weight. And my hips felt all wrong. And my thumbs were almost gone. And my head was... I can't think straight... Wait, no - no, no, no! I was supposed to be a monster! A - a beast, a werewolf. I don't... *whine* I don't want be an animal... I don't... *woof* to be... an... *woof*

Deeper and Deeper

"Hmm, deeper" he mumbled, and I obediently swallowed even more of his foot into my mouth. I had never been able to stretch my jaw this much, but tonight it almost felt easy. I really didn't notice but, as more and more of his foot dived into my mouth, my body started to shrink and compress around it. My skin was turning white and cottony, and my gag reflex was all but gone.

I couldn't really care, the pleasure of having my entire self wrapped around his foot was all I could ask for. And from now on, it was all I was going to get.

A Tempting Offer

What Was in That Shake?

What the hell was in that protein shake? I walked into the gym as a twink, barely twenty, and now... Now I'm a freaking bear! I do have a great ass though, and those thighs... Hmm, maybe it's not so bad. I might drop by the sauna, see if I can test this brand new ass of mine.

New Recruits

The new recruits were useless, so we gave them some use. We snuck into their barracks, pulled down our pants, and planted our asses onto their faces. As soon as their skin made contact with our ass cheeks, they started getting absorbed. Obviously they woke up, but by then there was nothing they could do apart from flailing their shrinking arms. I reckon it's actually quite pleasurable, to get turned into another guy's ass - never heard a complain from mine, that's for sure.

A Possessive Singlet

My cock feels like bursting after that match. Thank god I've got you Mark, isn't that right?

I pat my singlet over my crotch and feel it tighten around my cock, keeping it in place. It starts massaging it whilst the strap between my thighs slowly pushes upwards, poking at my hole. My ass cheeks barely jiggle, my singlet cupping them with such ferocity that I wonder if it's ever going to let me take it off.

Hmm Mark, keep doing such a good job and I might have to keep you for the rest of the season. Now, wouldn't you love that?

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Very hot! :) Would like to see someone melting into cum.

Charlie had been begging to cock-vore us ever since we moved into halls. Apparently it really helps with sexual prowess or some bullshit like that, I don’t know. I wasn’t very keen, but Dean seemed happy to give it a shot so we made a plan. He would take us both in for a night, go out, hopefully get laid, and then the next day he’d let us out. Simple enough.

I went first as I thought I’d probably chicken out if I saw Dean getting swallowed by Charlie’s cock. The sensation was… weird. Like all of my mass was getting compressed into a tiny version of me. I dropped into his musky ballsack feeling light and heavy all at the same time.

Oh, and horny. Really fucking horny.

After a minute or so I heard Dean plop onto the sticky space just beside me. His arm accidentally brushed my knee and it felt absolutely electrifying. It seems when you get cock-vored, your sense of touch multiplies tenfold.

“Fuck, did you feel that?” he asked.

“Yeah” I replied, trying to hide a building erection. I wasn’t gay and I wasn’t going to start fooling around with boys tonight, inside Charlie’s nuts.

We felt a jolt as Charlie started getting ready for tonight.

“This better be worthy.”

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Hours later we heard Charlie bringing someone back to halls. It was weird because it sounded like he had brought a dude home, and Charlie wasn’t gay, was he?

Dean and I were suddenly smashed together as a muscular hand started massaging Charlie’s sack. I had been trying to avoid touching him all night and now I was lying on top of him, our guts pressing against each other, my hands on his chest, and our hard cocks greeting each other.

I couldn’t hold it any longer. I smacked a kissed on Dean’s lips and, to my surprise, he reciprocated with a very exploratory tongue. I wasted no time to line my hard cock against his waiting hole, both heavily lubricated with Charlie’s cum.

We started rocking, both of our own accord and forced by the constant massing of Charlie’s ballsack. The whole experience barely lasted a couple of minute, every pleasurable sensation increased to maximum volume.

I started cumming inside Dean and, as soon as he felt my jizz coating his insides, he started cumming too. Rope after rope of cum exploded out of my cock, each of them accompanied by a wave of immeasurable pleasure. Such was the amount of bliss I was going through that I didn’t realise how we’d both been cumming for a whole minute and were not even close to stopping.

I only realised something was weird when my bodily awareness started to shift. I was slowly feeling less like a single body and more like a whole… mass… of… I don’t how to describe it. It felt like every ounce of my self was liquefied pleasure. And I could feel Dean there - here - everywhere! It was euphoric.

As I started to lose my grip on reality, I felt my… our… self being squeezed through a tiny space. It felt so tight, and suddenly we were flying through the air, the cold wind adding a new layer of pleasure to our experience. My last proper thought was the realisation we had landed on someone’s tongue, and we were slowly dripping down their throat into…

And then I lost it. And it was only pleasure.

Nice and Cosy

Playing With Fire

I grabbed his cock tight and pulled him towards me.

"You sure you wanna play? I can be very rough" I whispered in my husky voice, the result of years of chain-smoking.

"You can do whatever you want with me" he replied, his fingers caressing my sack. "I like playing with fire" He winked at me, teasing me. Ah, if only he knew.

I tightened my grip around his cock and he whined. He closed his eyes as my magic started sipping through his cock and into the rest of his body, which slowly turned brown and papery. It wasn't until his arms and legs started receding that he opened his eyes and realised what was happening.

He tried to push me away but he barely had any strength left. Besides, his arms were now merely stumps, and a few seconds later they were gone. He cried as his chest and head shrank into his cock, his mouth being the last vestige of his humanity to disappear. When it was all over, I was holding a perfectly rolled Prominente cigar.

I grabbed my guillotine and cat the end off. I could feel his alarm as he felt a part of him being chopped off, and his dread as he realised what his predicament was. I leaned back on my sofa and lighted the cigar - it tasted of sweat and sweet, sweet fear.

So Tight

Fooling Around at the Gym

"So tell us, Gerry, what do you want to achieve today at the gym?" I said, affecting a deep news-reporter voice.

Gerry was having a hard time suppressing a giggle as he stood there, naked, his hand cupping his crotch.

"Come on dude, I only have twelve minutes of battery on this thing!"

"Sorry, sorry" Gerry said. He had to take a few deep breaths before he was able to speak. "I just, you know - I wanna get big, beefy, strong. I just wish exercise came a little easier for me." That was all he could mustered before he broke down into another giggle.

I shook my head as I approached Johnny, standing upright by the dumbbells. "Mr Johnny, what about yourself?" I asked him.

"Oh, oh, well, Mr Reporter, you see, at the end of a hard working day, all I'm looking for is a sense of camaraderie and connection with my fellow men. In all sincerity, I just wish to be able to feel closer to my good comrades here at the gym, to feel the manly energy emanating from all of us, men, doing manly things." That was enough to make me crack. Johnny did comedy at Uni and he always knew how to make me laugh my ass off.

As I recovered and continued recording, something weird happened. Gerry was bending down on the floor, his skin taking on a greyish hue. His cock was growing hard... In fact, it just kept on growing and growing. I approached him and touched him on the shoulder to see if he snapped out of it, but as soon as I made contact he just moaned.

"Shush, man! You're gonna get us caught."

"Touch me again, dude. Just... use me" he said. I turned to Johnny to see if he had any ideas and... Really, there wasn't much Johnny left. His skin had turned a deep purple, the texture cottony and porous, and his entire body was shrinking, dwindling by the second as he compressed more and more.

"Can you... touch me too?" he said, before his mouth vanished in his mesh of a face.

"Johnny, what the hell? Gerry, we need to - Gerry?" Gerry's curvaceous frame had thinned out beyond anything imaginable, his arms and legs bent in strange shapes, his cock flat and completely turned black.

I was about to run away when I felt an urge to... to wear Johnny? I walked towards him as I took off my boring grey boxers. All that was left of him was a pair of purple compression shorts, which I diligently put on. I could feel him - feel them - shaping around my thighs and massaging my cock and ass. I then started walking towards Gerry, my legs having a mind of their own, only to find a rowing machine waiting for me. As soon as I sat down I felt the seat - which I believe used to be his cock - vibrating, purring as I placed my ass on it.

...well, at least they got what they wanted, right? And I've got it all recorded in tape.

Would you like to see the video? ;)

Didn't Think It Through

They didn't really mind that the beer tasted a little weird. They didn't find it suspicious that Dave was acting like he was absolutely wasted, even though he hadn't been seen drinking at all. They didn't mind when he started stripping all his clothes and fooling around - in fact, as they drank more and more, they all joined in. And they didn't think it was a little concerning when Dave started yelling about making "a train", "a line", and daring everyone with the usual banter.

They did find it weird when they found that they couldn't separate. They did panic a little as their bodies melded together. And they did think it felt absolutely amazing as Dave started stroking them and their entire essence was reduced to the most powerful sexual experience of their lives.

And after that, they didn't really think much.

Eternal Modelling

The fee was $570 for an hour of nude modelling. Pretty sweet deal, they all thought. But then the lights at the studio got brighter, their senses dulled, and their muscles stiffened. Their employer approached them with a hungry look in his eyes, caressed every little crevice of their bodies. They couldn't do anything though, not even moan as their overly sensitive surfaces got so much attention.

Now they just adorn his garden. They've pretty much forgotten who they were by now, and who could blame them? Every breeze, every drop of water or snow, every second basking under the sunlight is an eternity of sensory overdrive.

Call Me Puppy

"Call me puppy. Say I'm your puppy."

"I'm not really into role-playing-"

"Come on, just do it!"

"Alright, alright. You're my puppy, my good boy."

Argh, why am I so itchy all of a sudden? And my mouth feels weird, like I'm pouting and... Is that - is that my nose? Why is my nose black?

"Babe, my nose ifsh... Mry treefth freel weird..."

Oh my god, what is going on? My hands! They look like paws.

"Brafe, wrou need troo... Woof woof. Woof!"

Babe, get off me! I can't - you're too big and...

"Shh, it's ok cutey. Just relax. You're a good puppy, a good boy, aren't you?

What? No, I'm not a dog. That was just... Oh, I can't... I can't think straight. Babe, I'm not a dog. Please, help me. I'm not a dog... a dog... a puppy... I am...

I am a puppy. A good puppy. Will you play with me?