What if you met a mutual in real life. What if that mutual had the ability to make your darkest fantasies come true? What if you met up at a motel and he said that he could give you everything your heart desires? What’s the cost? “Just your current potential” he says, as he move closer to you, running his hands over your shoulders. You can feel your grip on logic loosening, you want to give in, his touch is electric.
“So what’ll be? I can leave here, leave you by yourself, or you can be putty for me as I remake you in the image of your desires.”
He continues to explain that the old you will cease to exist, your potential will feed his powers and he’ll leave you with a good life, nothing special or fancy.
You feel the sparks on your skin, tingling with erotic pleasure. At this point, you almost couldn’t refuse him. Your rigid cock is leaking precum, you want, no you need this. “Yes,” is all you can say.
Without hesitation he begins to remove your clothing. Each brush of his hand is relaxing and erotic. As he lays you into yoir dingy motel bed, you feel changes begin to happen. Slight changes, alter your skin and bones, giving you a bigger, more youthful appearance. He wraps his lips around yoir rigid shaft, expertly teasing each nerve ending, just enough to build the pleasure, edge you closer but keep you on the edge.
Each slide if his mouth reshapes a small portion of you. Deflating the worn out tire around your waist. You feel more energetic as years of workouts replaced years of reading and studying. As his hands reach up your torso, it begings to strengthen and become defined as your abs become a prominent feature.
He continues to edge you, filling your balls with cum and bits of your old self. You can feel your college education slip away, being replaced by expert fitness knowledge. Your lack of tattoos becomes a thing of the past, as a pleasurable burning sensation etches itself onto your arm. As the edging continues, training, skills memories fade, even your old name dissapears. Suddenly, your 29 year old life seems like a thing of the past. You’re being replaced with a 21 year old jock. No more academics, as your brain rewires, sports fill your head. The need to play, watch and be a part of them.
Suddenly he stops edging you, letting you rest, giving you a terrible case of blue balls. He slowly climbs toward you, until he his face to face and he kisses you in the deepest most erotic kiss you’ve ever felt. Fireworks are going of inside of you as a thick, but trimmed beard springs forth from your face. You are so enthralled that you miss the fact that your head and face are reshaping into that of a total stud. You feel your ramped up sex drive go into overdrive, making you almost constantly horny, needing sex, needing pleasure, needing to be fucked.
He then lubes his cock and your asshole, where he slides in and out of you, causing serious pain and simultaneous pleasure. The final touches come when he erupts in torrents of what seems to be cum. You can feel it filling you, cementing the changes and creating your new identity. You feel as of the cum is replacing the holes in your current life, renaming you, making sire this new reality bubble fits with the rest of reality. Making sure tbat your intellect will never reach over the average of 90, currently sitting at 83 down from 135.
His last gift to you is to suck you off to completion. Draining the old you down his gullet, making sure the old you never existed. As he sucks you off you feel the rest of you leave your body, geysering down his throat.
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You wake up the next day, alone. You get dressed with the clothing you find in your dingy apartment. You have a few training clients today, then your gonna cruise the scene for some dick.
Once you get to work, you realize that the lighting makes you look fucking fine as hell, so you snap a pic, cuz why the fuck not?
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