Your initiation would be complete after they fuck you. You won’t eve recognize yourself in the mirror once their done. Each time of of them fills you with their seed and it pushes part of you out. They have decided you’d make a great bottom and it was he who is fucking you turn to decide what you be. He’s fucking away your inhibitions, he’s destroying all of your ability to live in “normal society”, he’s ripping your potential away. All of that is the sacrificial lamb to what you will receive. A body no man could resist, a fuckhole that will always be tight, a contant depraved need for sex, cum and man sweat. Your morals and values are burning up like leaves in an autumn pile.
You were going to help people with your life, you were going to be important and make a difference. None of that matters now, you see you can feel the transformation beginning your body tightening with muscle, bulging in every fiber of your being. Your face is rapidly growing that beard and your fuck hole becoming 1000 times more sensitive.
The pleasure overwhelms your mind, searing away useful neurons replacing them with neurons that connect to lust, pleasure and depravity. Your whole life is being stolen, rewritten, a slut since you could remember. A fuckboy and a himbo. Your life has always revolved around the need for pleasure, to submit.
Once you cum your new fate will be sealed forever. Anything useful about you, other than your cock, face, hot body, need for sex and your fuck hole will shoot from your body. They will take your potential, in the form of your cum and sell it on the street to some poor sod who never had a chance. And while he gets ahead in life, you’ll be found in back alleyways getting fucked for a buck
When I snap my finger you are going to be the dumb jock you always wanted you will be happy to be a big support of our team and will happily rejoin the bro in the bleachers not recalling we put the make up on you … being sure it was done by you to show support after the match you will come to the the address on the card in your pocket so we can continue your training.
Well this was a change, apparently that guy from grindr was really some immortal, long forgotten god, bored as fuck and enjoyed fucking with humans.
He messaged me last night, real sweet and genuine. He was real upfront about wanting to hook up, told me I was hot…heh yeah me okay…but he knew what to say. So I put some clothes on, baggy shirt, tried real hard to look like less of a train wreck.
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I get to his place, damn, a fucking penthouse palace. I knock at the door, and there he is a fucking god among men. Perfect chisled jaw, manicured beard, right down to the edging of iy. Eyes piercing my soul and the perfect amount of muscles, he was amazing and glowed with a brilliance that had me entranced.
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He lead me into his apartment, I was at his every command. He told me strip and I did. My 6 foot, pudgy self standing before a god, wanting to serve.
He then removed his clothes and began to run his hands over me, his touch was warm and vibrated within my skin. I could feel his perfect and rock hard cock pressed up against me. As his hands amd body made contact with mine, he told me that he loved my fit, smooth body. I could feel the fat melting away and my gut receding. The toned nature of my body would make anybody desire me. Again, my muscles began to change . He told me how perfect my face was, so attractive and would get me lots of attention. I could feel the pressure build as my face reshaped itself. I felt my facial hair vanish once he mentioned how kuch he loved my clean shaven jock look. He said my fuck boy attitude was a real turn on and that my cock was perfect for sex and would make me money. He stroked my cock and I coild feel it growing. He told me how glad he was to find a younger boi, 21 was the perfect age to be listed on the rent boy sites.
I could feel him massahe my head, releasing my tension, my memories and my inhibitions. I felt my libido invrease as my cock strained hard in need of release.
He told me that he loved my penthouse and all it must be from all that escorting, it definitely paid off.
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Even my name, which I couldn’t remeber he said was hot. Drake Connors. He told me it was probably for the best I dropped out of college, I didnt have the capacity for deep thoughts anyway.
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Then suddenly he pushed into me, merging with my new body. Taking control and jacking my fuckstick.
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I tried to right tjese changes, part of me was still there, that 34 year old assistant professor, but I was gighting a losing battle as I got closer and closer to climax.
The god, told me to say goodbye to Scott Byers because when I came, Drake Connors would be my new destiny.
Suddenly there was no fighting it, I sprayed my life sttaight from my cock. Reality became unstable and the scent of ozone lingered on the air.
I was alone, in my penthouse. I heard a knock on the door, iy was my nightly client.Fuck I am hard again, but that is perfect for a fuck boy like me, I have the perfect life and wouldn’t trade it for the world
“So I think we are gonna smoke a joint now.” Kyle looked over to Jason concerned.
“Jason you know I don’t smoke that shit.” Kyle pleaded with Jason. But Jason ignored him and reached into the drawer of the side table and pulled out a big white joint. "Jason, this isn’t you. Don’t do this. You aren’t even gay!“
“Sorry bro ever since I smoked this new stuff I got from my dealer all I can think about is that tight ass of yours. Now inhale.” Jason lit the lighter and raised it to the joint that had already managed to get into Kyle’s mouth. Kyle couldn’t help it he breathed in deeply.
“Don’t worry Kyle this stuff is gonna turn you into what you truly want to be.”
“This isn’t what I want.” Kyle wined. He could feel himself growing hard. He didn’t even notice his clothes slowly being taken off by his former best friend.
“Now for the fun part.” Jason smirked as he took the joint from Kyle. He sat back on the sofa, pants completely off, dick hard as a rock, pulled Kyle onto his lap, and lined up his asshole with his dick.
“Don’t.” Kyle pleaded. It was too late. Jason took one hand, put it on Kyle’s waist, and pushed him down on his dick. Kyle could feel his now apparently very tight ass being forced onto Jason’s dick. Jason took a big pull from the joint and instantly his body started getting larger, thicker, and firmer. Kyle actually was being lifted off the couch a bit as Jason transformed himself into a beast of a man. His best friends jaw got broader. His arms were huge, and he was covered with thick dark hair.
Kyle now felt very small in his former best friends lap. No sooner had Jason stopped growing and his dick had bottomed out in Kyle’s ass did it start to grow as well. Kyle could feel it growing in his body. He wasn’t sure how big Jason’s dick was growing but it was now hitting places he didn’t even know existed in his body. Kyle’s tiny cock was leaking pre-cum everywhere and he couldn’t help but to moan and bounce up and down on the giant pole he was impaled on. He was in ecstasy it was like his body was just made for this dicks pleasure.
“Now I would imagine a little slut like you is getting pretty close to cumming.” The burly Jason whispered in the moaning Kyle’s ear. “Well I will give you one more chance to escape slut. If you can get my ring of my finger before I fuck the cum out of you then things can go back to normal, just like how you want them to be. But if you cum, then you will know that you are just a slut for my dick, forever unable to resist anything I ask. My bottom bitch for life.” Kyle feverishly tried to concentrate he had to get that ring.
Jason was thrusting his giant cock up inside of him as he tried to grab for his hand. He managed to get it close to his face and dove for his fingers with his mouth. He sucked on Jason’s fingers for all he was worth and the ring just started to loosen when. NO. Fuck NO! His tiny dick exploded cum all over his big burly best friend! He spit the fingers out of his mouth and rode that dick like the whore he new he was.
You thought you could leave the frat, huhuhuh… Sigma Nu for life, bro. No gettin out. I can see we missed some of your smarts and they grew back. We’ll take care of that. Just stare at my bis, bro… watch me flex em… muscle, huh, yea bro. Fuckin pump. Therrrre goes the last bit of your smarts, bro. I saw it wink out in your eyes. Good feelin, huh? Yeah, I knew you’d come back.
You thought all that thinking was getting you somewhere huh bro? What was it doing for you, leaving you weak and pathetic dude? No friends cos you were so uptight. Look Broseph, now that you are mine, you are going to be so much happier huhuh. First thing is first, no more reading shit, no more hard convos dude. But what? Oh your life, no, you see I will be taking over that. First we get your fucking hair cut bro, then you are gonna see my friend, hes real good making people into bros. By the tiem your done bro, you are gonna be just like your Big bro and a dumbass huhuh. Feel it already bro? Your mind is changin, getting rid of all those smart ass degrees,, yea bro, your mine
That’s my boy. He’s growing so fast these days. Ever since we found him last year, skinny and smart as a whip, we knew he was caught in a mistake. Reality had mistaken him for a future physician, someone who was going to change the world with his big brain, so he always ignored his body even though it had such genetic potential. Luckily we were successfully able to edit him. He was always meant to be a gym bull. He was never meant to be intelligent and sophisticated. We edited his brain by turning it to goo and having him jack it out with his insatiable sex drive. His body is inflating to godly proportions one week at a time thanks to the cycle we have him on. OH man thank god he’s accepted it; nothing sadder than when a dude refuses to understand his new lot in life. They claim for months they’re smart and that something’s wrong with them. With this guy, a simple online IQ test telling him he’s dumb as shit was all he needed and he completely accepted it. He understood he wasn’t smart anymore and that he was never meant to be. All his brains are shooting out his dick and into the trash each time he cums and he fucking loves that feeling. He’s perfectly happy failing out of college and working shit physical jobs for tiny amounts of money. Once he’s big enough he’ll probably get a job as a bouncer or some shit. Won’t be too long now. Gonna have a great roid gut muscle bull outta this former nerd. Thick fucking fingers, big fucking tits, little tiny head sitting on that mountain of muslce.
“Fuck yeah bro, killer fuckin workout today, u work those fuckin quads? Bet u did can see em from here, ur paper thin bro, u been cuttin? Fuck yeah, u look fuckin awesome bro. Hey, u see that guy over there, the one watchin us? Yeah, I seen him around too. Shy guy, trains once a week and been comin in every other day too…”
“U thinkin what Im thinkin Bro?”
“Fuck yeah bro. It’s startin.”
“How long was it for u?”
“Like two days. Lost my fuckin job and my fuckin girl but it was totally worth it. Nothin beats the pump, Bro. Nothin.”
“Fuck yeah Bro. Nothin beats the pump. Im thinkin gettin that inked on me somewhere.”
“Yea? Fuck yeah bro lemme know when you go Id be down for that.”
“Unngh.”
“Did u hear that Bro? Its fuckin startin. You wanna watch?“
“Fuck yea. Hey lil Bro, just dont fight it, you’ll see, nothin beats the pump bro.”
“Unnnnnnngh.”
“Check it out, Bro. Fucker’s gonna be huge.”
“Won’t be bigger than us, we’re fuckin beasts.“
“Fuck yeah. Fist bump, Bro!”
“Fist bump!”
“Aw, he fainted. Poor lil bro.”
“Aint gonna know who he is when he wakes up, hur hur.”
“Let’s put him in the sauna hur hur it’ll be so fuckin funny when he wakes up and looks in the mirror.”
Just got this text submission from dontwannabejocked. Idiot should’ve sent it as an ask, as formatting my response is extra work, though I guess a strong desire to SUBMIT is just part of the jockification that he’s going through. But still, what a stupid meathead. From now on, please submit only pictures, and send any text you want a public response to via my ASK button.
Bro, you gotta help me!
I cant fite this nymore. I am trying to still be smart and stuff, but it is so hard! You know what else is hard? My big fucking dick which I jock off all the time! It feels soooo good bro, especially when i flex my hard muscles lol!
See what I mean? Ever since I listened to that coach recording I got spammed in my email (I dont even know how to use email now) I am just so horny all the time. Each time I cum, I can feel myself getting dumber. I used to be a real smart and classy guy, but that’s all gone now.
It started with just feeling really warm. I had to ditch all my suits and ties and only wear shorts and tank tops. I felt more comfortable, but I got fired (i couldn’t remember how to do software stuff anymore anyway). I got the only job I could be smart enough for, working at front in the gym. I got more interested in the gym, and was soon lifting weights. I tried to fight it, but I became hooked. I cant stop now.
What’s worst is I catch myself acting so differently. I woz real polite before… Sometimes I find myself scratching, or burping or ‘the other’ gas and not caring. Or worse, trying to impress my jock friends.
I think someone is following me. When I am acting my most dumb it’s like I can feel someone behind me. I dont know who they are, but I dont know much of anything anymore. I feel like I should follow them. What should I do, bro? It would be pretty sweet to get some sweet daddy to look afta a muscled jock like me, nah mean?
Anyway, brah, I gotta go. Gym is opening soon. Sides, I just farted and it fucking REAKS, gotta clear the room lolololol. It’s probs the protein shakes but I ain’t stopping them brah!!
I don’t know what to tell ya. As far as I know, there is no cure to the recording. Keep me updated on your progress, if you can still read and write.
Muscle Tf Lover 