“Hey bro I got something” I walk into Brandon’s room with my silver high top Osiris on. “What is it dude?” Brandon says while looking at his phone still. “Just look at me and you’ll see” I take off one of my shoes. “woah dude nice shoes…but why do you have one off?” He says a little confused. “It’s for this” I jump on him and shove it into his face and tie the laces so it stays on. “mmmph!” He tries to yell but the shoe muffles it and I hold down his arms “Hope you like 3 days of constantly wearing them sockless” I smile evily and wait for him to breathe in and smell my musk “Yeah Brandon smell that manly musk” I feel his arms start to relax so I let go of them and see he is reaching for my other shoe “Oh you want more? Then get on the floor so I can sit and watch you worship my big size 13 shoes” I watch him get on the floor and start to jack himself off as he smells my shoes “Hehe you’re all mine now shoe slave” I smile just watching Brandon turn into Jack my little shoe sniffer slave.
You wish for a little bit more of the foreign in your life, eh? You know, we get a lot of that request. People always want to see something else, something new and different from their lives, and frankly, as boring as the outside world seems, I don’t blame them.
Recently we’ve been rethinking our methods in exposing people to new cultures. From sports, to foods, to ancient customs, we always have an inclination to show the customer the best from the get go. What we didn’t think about is that people come to find the different, and that is rarely achieved from the best.
Come with me!
Welcome to Rancho del Pene, the only place around here were those of the masculine, Latino persuasion are free to work in all there glory with no gringos to inhibit them. Well, of course they’re nude! What did you think I meant by free?
You see, other cultures are so obsessed with appearances and stress and worrying. It’s all so stressful! These gentlemen here know how to live life. It’s not that they’re lazy or aloof. They simply know that there’s nothing to be achieved by our overly structured lifestyles!
How do they know? Well, they all used to be just like us. That one there bailing the hay? He was a failing insurance agent. He’d been at the top of his game since he was twenty, peaking at a young age only to find in his thirties that the ladies don’t buy from a married man as quickly as from the free, swinging spirit he was.
Down and out, he came to us divorced and with all of his bridges burned. That’s when he was shown the ranch as you are being shown now. He was amazed to see these men living so happily that he didn’t even noticed his hands removing his clothes. He unconsciously picked up the hook he has in his hand now, and since then he’s been the hay bailer.
Each of these guys have had similar experience. Even as they didn’t notice it, the easy, slow life called to them. One by one, they picked up their tools of the ranch and started their new, simple lives from a land different from their own.
You know, I’m really glad you came by. We’ve been needing someone to tend to the horses. I’d ask the other guys to do it, but they’re kind of one-trick ponies at this point.
“I might have to become the Receptionists dumb play thing when my editor visits” – @spideyjock
There have been a couple of draw-backs to kidnapping a fitness writer and making him our mindless propaganda slave. One of them was dealing with his editor.
We started off by having the writer email the man from time to time. He’d spend his time as various types of sports underwear and always tell him not to worry at the end of a huge article of how exactly the underwear felt. The editor noted that it was a bit weird that he wrote from the perspective of the underwear, but it was written off as a writer thing. It was when the editor listed the bizarre change of focus to “everything the Foundation does in general” and spending large amounts of times “AWOL as ‘statues’” as the reason he was coming by to check on the writer that I knew we had trouble, but upper management had very specific orders as to how the situation was to be handled.
The editor walked into the door to find his writer, his old friend, playing a rousing game of tonsil hockey with yours truly and sitting on my desk in nothing but ravishingly red underwear. The editor was clearly in shock, and rambled off confused questions as to why he was seeing what he was seeing. The writer then released the lip-lock and slid off the desk. He told the editor how he was my “dumb play thing”. His hand dipped into his underwear as my plaything told him what a submissive little muscle slut he was, and how he never wants anything else from life except the pleasure only the Foundation can provide him.
For a moment I expected the editor to scream. I thought he would go out into the streets and shout about how his age-old writer friend had turned into a huge faggot at the hands of this terrible Foundation, but something uprising happened instead. The editor feel to his knees, crawled over to his feet, and begged me to make him his dumb play thing as well.
Apparently the editor wanted to see what his friend’s hype was all about and tried our products after all.
You know, we get this problem a surprising amount of the time. In a culture that is largely represented by the extroverted and confident, the quiet and nervous are at a huge disadvantage in the gay community. You’ll seem sneaky, closeted, and a solid “first date only” experience, despite everything you have to offer your possible soulmate.
Luckily, I like you. I feel like I’d be kind of like you if I didn’t have the good fortune of being created in here, so I’m going to show you one of our new prototypes. It’s not even fully released yet, but if you’re anything like me as suspected, you can handle it.
Come with me!
Welcome to the Foundation hall of mirrors. It’s rather new upon terms of release, but the materials used to create this place were crafted using nearly ancient techniques found in our old archives. Everything from the mirrors to the columns to the floor you’re standing on has been carefully researched from age old tomes and designs, all to one purpose.
There used to be a lot of superstition surrounding mirrors. Ghosts, doppelgangers, and windows to the soul were all reasons for our ancestors not to buy a mirror, but since science and our understanding of the world has progressed, everyone knows that such silly things are just superstitions. What few people consider is that while science has progressed our understanding of the world around us, it has also changed the way we influence the world around us.
We shape the world in different ways than we used to. We vape instead of smoke. We ride instead of driving. Heck, we drive instead of walking! The world has gone through a lot of changes before we had the eyes to observe them, so we looked into the creation of mirrors as time has progressed.
The results? Well, take a look! Do you notice anything different from your usual reflection? No? Try looking closer. I assure you that there is quite a big difference between the modern mirrors of today and these beauties. Maybe you’re focusing on the wrong part.
You see, just like any other mirror, the trick to using these is not focusing on the mirror but your reflection. You should know what you look like very intimately, correct? Well, observe yourself now. Inspect every aspect, from the coloring of your iris to every hair on your head. Do you notice anything different?
No, it wouldn’t be visual. Instead, search yourself as to how the mirror feels. Think of it as a glove. How does it fit your figure? Does it flatter you? Do you feel it complimenting you with your own image? It may touch you up here and there, but the base is still completely you. You can’t help but love what you’re seeing, right?
Yes, I can see that other guys well be breaking down your door no matter how shy you are now. “What other guys”? Well, the ones that are going to be worshiping you, of course. No, I don’t think that they could really come in here. No I’m not going to give you a minute alone with your reflection!
Oh boy. I’m going to have to tell the boy in the lab to tweak this one.
The more you see the pics the more you wanna take ‘em. And if someone else seems ’em, they wanna take a pic too. Cig in yer mouth, guns out, tats showin’. There ain’t nothing better then takin’ a hot redneck pic for yer buddies, gotta make new buddies too.
You were outside trying to get some air, the truck pulled up. It was a bunch of shirtless dumb guys, filled with water like a pool but also BBQing for some reason. “Happy fourth yee haw!!” One of them shouted at you and you started to feel weird. Your skin started to tan as you felt hair growing out of your chest as your shirt vanished and some muscles grew in. Suddenly the food smelled so good as your shoes vanished and your legs got stronger and hairy. You waved for them to slow down and you climb on board. Once your feet get wet you feel your brain empty out. You get excited to celebrate the fourth with your buddies!
Muscle Tf Lover 