This wasn’t what I usually did. Usually I fucked girls; if
the board-
So fuckin’ pretty.
“Uuuuuunnnnnhhhh,” I moaned. Yes, I was pretty. I was so
fuckin’ pretty. His words bounced in my empty little head, making me shiver
with every echo…pretty….pretty…pretty.
I tried to shake it out. No, I needed to get back…get back…to…
You like this big dildo in your ass, don’t you?
I like this big dildo in my ass. I didn’t before. I
wouldn’t take it before. But ever since he started talking to me, at the
charity dinner, I found that I liked a lot of things I didn’t like before.
Like going to the back with him to give him a blow job. Like
letting him take me home and making me wear tongs. Like having him come into my
office at work and get fucked on my table right before my three o’clock.
This wasn-
Don’t think, boy. Your brain is in your ass now. Think
with your ass.
My ass.
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“Huuuuuuunnnnnhhh…”
That’s right, hold that camera up.
I moaned as I hit record, pushing my ass out as I tried to
keep my phone steady. It was hard, holding it up. It was hard, my dick in the
thong. Fuck, if the board members saw me like this…in this get-up…
Shhhh. Remember…think with your ass…
My ass wanted to be pounded hard. I wanted to be pounded
hard. But every time I came, I could feel myself losing myself a bit.
“Fffffffuuuuuuuck!”
My, my, Director Ramirez. I never knew you were such a
slut.
Director? I was a director? I knew I worked in a company
but-
Cum for me, and forget.
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“Fuck me! Fuck me with your big, white, dick!”
He grinned, adjusting himself as he recorded the former
Director.
Now, boy, tell the board what you wanted to say.
“Unh! Fuck! I’m…leavin’…ev’rythin’…to…you! Fuck! Yeah, fuck
me hard!”
Good boy.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I came. I was
drooling by the time my eyes uncrossed, and hard again.
Kevin couldn’t believe it when his parents decided to go off on a second honeymoon and dump him with his Aunt and Uncle. First off they were total rednecks, bible beaters, and farmers. Just wide open spaces, no one to talk to, and most likely no internet or some crappy connection with technology from the Stone Age. Kevin insisted that since he was 17 he could be home by himself but his parents wouldn’t hear of it. Once he got there his suspicions were right, his Aunt and Uncle put him right to work on the chores. They gave him a super stereotypical hat for shading, and overalls to keep his “nice clothes from getting dirty”
He hated doing this, but as he was lifting some hay bales to transport them he started to feel stronger. His graphic t-shirt started to rip as big muscles suddenly showed through and he suddenly had biceps. His arms started to get tan as he felt his shirt vanish completely. He felt the denim material against his now otherwise bare chest as he grew nice pecs and a 6 pack and his chest tanned too. His legs firmed up as his shoes transformed into a pair of black work boots with no socks underneath. He flexed as he knew his muscles didn’t come from working out they came from just helping around the farm. He couldn’t stop himself as he kept flexing and a dumb grin formed on his face as gaming, comic books, science, most of high school, and even his raw IQ started to vanish to the back of his mind where he can’t even access it. He smiled as he went back to work. Kenny loved working for his Ma and Pa on the farm. Why the heck would he need school anyway when he’s just gonna inherit the farm?
This is just a tf story so if Pup amp doesn’t approve then I’ll remove the post asap.
Bryan was a normal nerdy guy hanging out at a park just relaxing on a sunny but cool Saturday. He was sitting at a park bench just looking around at the dogs running around when someone sat next to him and said “Hey I’m David I see you’re looking at those happy dogs running around.” Bryan looked at David smiling and said “Yeah I’m a dog person and always wondered how fun it is for them.” David bumps his shoulder “There is real good way to know how they feel it’s like virtual reality, I can show you how back at my place.” Bryan smiles and nods yes then follows David back to his house which wasn’t far maybe a mile or two. David walks in and leads Bryan to a couch and asks if he’s ready for the VR simulation. David pushes Bryan to lay back on the couch and says “Clear your mind and let my voice guide you.” Bryan closes his eyes and almost goes to sleep. David smirks and says “Now you aren’t Bryan you’re Wolfie a nice little playful pup that I own and you want to go play with the other pups.” Bryan smiles dumbly and feels his hands curl up into fists. David tells him “Wolfie wake up and look at your paws.” Bryan opens his eyes and lifts his hands actually paws up and sees he can’t open up his fists and starts to freak out. “What’s going on?” David smirks and tells him “Wolfie you wanna see your new hood?” Bryan nods and shakes his butt and panting as well. He can’t talk but only in his mind. “Wolfie wanna get pup hood!” *No stop this isn’t what I had in mind at all I need to leave!* Bryan isn’t in control for his body anymore it’s just Wolfie the pup in control. David presents the hood to Wolfie and he waits to see how he’ll react. “Wolfie wanna wear hood Master!” David smiles and tells him. “Wolfie you gotta strip down and wear the hood so I can check it out on you.” Wolfie shakes his butt and strips clothes as he jumps on David’s bed. *No why did I do any of this and no don’t you dare put that mask on me!* David knows what Bryan is thinking as he puts the red puppy hood on Wolfie his newest pup. “Wanna go to the park Wolfie?” Wolfie shakes his butt and pants while nodding. “Ruff Master ruff!” *Maybe when I get to the park I can escape yes* They get to the park and David let’s Wolfie go loose to run and play. *Nows my chance to escape* “Ruff ruff ball!” *Right after I get this ball*
Story made for a friend
Thanks dude. Also I’ll delete it too if amp isn’t happy with us using his pic, I’ll announce if that ends up happening at ask any of my followers who reblog to also respect his wishes should he ask us
Maybe we mixed the pup potion a little too strong. My boyfriend and I weren’t expecting to have flashbacks every month. But sure enough, every full moon, we found ourselves down on all fours, barking at each other, wrestling playfully and usually fucking til we both fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Sounds like I need that potion for some future plans.
Hell yes!
Michel was a nervous college freshman. He was excited to be in college but he was also nervous about the partying and hazing that might happen, he was also nervous that his intellect wouldn’t be up to par. He made sure to bring a ton of educational books he bought on the side to get ahead. When he got to his dorm and got all unpacked, he found that there was a bunch of surfer/stoner stuff left around. He thought he got a single dorm so could this all be left by the previous guy? He figured he’d report the stuff so the school could collect it but there was a necklace that looked really cool. As soon as he put it on he felt a pulsing wave go through his body. As it did his skin turned a deep tan as some lean muscles surged out. His preppy button up shirt faded to a grey color, became a looser material as the sleeves vanished. His hair got long and messy as a unkempt beard grew out of his face. His muscles showed through his new shirt as his pants turned into a pair of board shorts. His eyes fogged as he felt all his intelligence fade away, the stack of books behind him suddenly looked nerdy and stupid. He sat down as a dumb expression took over his face and Mike was just hopping to chill out and party. College was gonna be fucking awesome!
One hit couldnt hurt right? After a long semester all Bradley wanted was to chill out for a bit. Some old friends from high school had convinced him to hang out with them and that they could help him relax. He was a bit shocked at the offer of weed when he got there, but decided one time was safe and could take the edge off. But all it took was the first feeling of that sweet smoke in his lungs and his eyes glazed over. His stoner friends watched in approval as he pulled off his shirt exposing a new tattoo that itched as it formed itself out of nothing on his arm, and firm muscles grew in as his skin tanned. He laughed dumbly, his voice slow and deep with the thick smoke. A scraggly stoner beard filling in. The new Brad quickly took his 2nd and 3rd hit, the old him now just a fading voice as the last of his intelligence trickled out. His break from school was going to be a lot longer than expected.
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