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Ask, and you shall receive, I’ve always said. And just when I needed a new life-sized superhero figurine for my comic book store, look who walks in, a handsome man, asking about our Fantastic 4 section. We got to talking about the comics and the movies, and I found out he’s an avid Mr. Fantastic cosplayer. His eyes absolutely lit up when I told him I happen to be the proud owner of an official Mr. Fantastic costume replica. I told him it was a very special piece with an unusual quality to it, and he was so eager to try it on that he didn’t even ask any further questions. I showed him to the secret door in the back of the store, led him in, and let him try on the spandex suit. It fit him perfectly, and I knew then that this was fate. He was meant to be here today. The handsome guy didn’t even realize when the suit started to transform him, immobilizing his muscles, sticking him permanently into the superhero pose he struck when he modeled the suit for me. His impressive member swelled and stiffened in the tight suit, leaving a big, smooth bulge, hardening forever. I watched in delight as he turned into an unbelievably life-like statue of Mr. Fantastic, unable to move or speak, but knowing that this is what he wanted. Now he doesn’t have to go to work or do anything but stand there, looking awesome, dressed as his favorite superhero, on display at the front of my comic shop. He’s drawn in so much business just by looking so real, and I tell people he’s a wax statue, but really he’s just stuck like that, still a man, unable to move, and just barely able to think. The suit makes it so that he won’t age or degrade at all, he’ll stay young, healthy and handsome like this forever. I could bring him back to life by stripping the suit off of him, but I don’t think I’m ever gonna do that. I love my new Mr. Fantastic statue, and something tells me he loves being mine.

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I may not be Superman anymore, but I’m always happy to help a fan out. Your friend here was so inspired by my performance that he willingly had himself turned into an immobile replica of my Superman for the rest of his life? That’s truly touching. I’ll go ahead and autograph him for you. Who shall I make it out to?

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My new pet wrestler. Captured him, shaved him all over, except for that cute manly beard, strapped him down and subjected him to hours upon hours of brainwashing hypnosis and many doses of my special lean muscle growth formula. This is the result— a hot, juicy, himno-fried meat slab to do my bidding and make me money in the ring. He’s the first success of this experiment in my labs, but he definitely won’t be the last!

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Alien Score

We walked into an abandoned building away from the park, where I found this handsome young man playing basketball with his team. He was the captain of the team and also the hottest jock. He was quite popular around the neighborhood. I didn't know his name, but I would always see him playing basketball at the park.

He dominated the court like it was his personal playground. Now, he was an alien's personal playground.

I stared at the dumb, sweaty young basketball player standing in front of me. He was frozen, his mind completely wiped, his strong, muscular body completely under our command. His basketball shorts pooled around his ankles. Displaying his throbbing cock that bobbed as my slimy alien buddy slithered around his cock, his tiny tentacles coiling tighter around the shaft, feeding on his essence. I grinned.

"Alright, hotshot. Pose for me. Arms up. Show me those pits."

The basketball player obeyed instantly, raising his arms and flexing like he was about to snap a thirst trap for his followers. The sight was divine. His sleeveless blue jersey was tight on his body. And those pits? Hairy and drenched in the sweet, musky perfume of a hardworking jock who'd just spent hours running up and down the court.

I stepped closer, inhaling deep. "Damn. Smells like pure testosterone in here."

I buried my face into his left armpit first, pressing my nose against the damp hairs, breathing him in like he was the last source of oxygen on Earth. My tongue darted out, lapping at the sweat-slicked skin. Salty, rich, absolutely addicting. My cock twitched in my pants as I slathered my tongue up and down, licking him like a starving man, my hands gripping his thick biceps for support.

"Mmm, you taste so fucking good," I moaned against his pits. His scent filled my lungs, his sweat coated my lips, and I switched over to his right pit, nuzzling in deep, dragging my tongue through the damp forest of hair. The jock didn't react. He stood there like a perfect, mindless toy, his face blank, his body only useful for pleasure and consumption.

"You enjoying the meal?" I asked, pulling away just long enough to glance down.

The alien slime pulsed in response, his small tendrils wrapped snugly around his cock, milking him slowly, coaxing every drop of his essence. The cock twitched as the jock let out a soft, brainless groan as the slime fed on his seed.

"That's enough, buddy. You already drained everything out of him," I said, reaching up to stroke the jock's handsome face.

The alien gave a satisfied purr as his tendrils unwrapped from the thick shaft, slithering up the jock’s body before slipping into his ear with a slurping sound. Every time after eating, the alien had to take three hours of rest so his slimy body could digest all the cum he consumed, leaving me alone with an empty vessel for hours.

I glanced at the jock's cock, still hard and glistening with the alien's slimy spit. A grin formed on my face, and I pulled down my pants. I could as well have some fun, he was already even lubed for me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, he just stared back at me with a blank face.

"Hold me in your arms and gently insert your dick in my ass."

Without delay, he lifted me effortlessly, his hands gripping my ass. I wrapped my legs around him, and he slowly impaled me with his big cock. I rested my face on his shoulder and let out a long moan. He filled me so good.

I suddenly remembered spotting an abandoned isolated basketball court behind the building, and an idea struck me...

Moments later, the jock was playing basketball alone on the abandoned court. He was now completely naked except for his black socks and sneakers. I was still naked and wrapped around him, my arms hugging his neck and my legs around his waist, while his cock remained lodged deep inside me. Yet he played basketball as if I wasn’t there, just as he had been ordered.

He bounced the ball with the skill of a professional player and then jumped, effortlessly making the shot inside the basket. His cock sank deeper into me as he jumped, making me moan loudly. But as he came down, I bounced slightly, causing his cock to slip out of my ass. But that wasn’t a problem—I had ordered him to put his cock back inside me every time he slipped out.

After fixing his cock inside me, he went back to playing.

He was panting hard and covered in sweat by then. His muscles were tense and straining. He was exhausted from supporting my weight for so long. I wasn't too heavy, but even the strongest bodybuilder couldn't hold someone up for an extended period. But he wasn't human anymore. He was now a brain-dead puppet, and he would keep playing, carrying me around the court, until his body finally gave out.

Feeling his warm and sweaty fit body pressing against mine was so comforting, I wasn't going to order him to stop any time soon.

With the ball in hand, he jumped again and threw the ball, making another score.

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Life-Changing Massage

“Take off your clothes and lie down on the massage table. I’ll be with you in one moment”

“Take off my clothes? You’re not gay, are you?” Danny nervously laughed unbuttoning his shirt.

The masseur rolled his eyes at Danny’s comment.

“No... but you will be” the masseur muttered to himself.

“What?” Danny questioned. “I didn’t hear you”

“Oh nothing, sir. Just lie down and let me get to work.” the masseur smirked deviously.

“You’d be shocked at what these fingers can do. They’re... life changing”

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Danny lay down on the massage table with only a small towel covering his private parts. The masseur began slowly working his hands over Danny’s slender frame.

Danny tried to relax. He wanted to just let go. But he couldn’t help but worry. If any of his bros heard that he was getting a massage from a dude, he would be the butt of jokes for years to come. Danny would rather be known as anything other than gay.

As the masseur lay his hands on Danny’s skin, Danny felt a warm rush flow through his body. It was as if the masseur’s fingertips were sending waves of warm pleasure through Danny’s slender body. The pleasure shot through Danny’s body until...

“Ughhhhhhhhhhh” A long orgasmic moan escaped through Danny’s lips.

“Now, let’s start the real massage” the masseur smirked.

“Wait... this is too gay. I have to leav- OHHHH” Danny was cut off by the sensation of soft lips sucking his nipple.

Danny looked down to see the masseur tenderly sucking on his sensitive nipple. A hot intense pleasure began to formulate around his chest. An orgasmic throbbing pleasure. So intense. So intoxicating. Danny couldn’t help but moan in pleasure. It was too much to handle. The intense tingling orgasmic pleasure began to target his pecs, making them feel heavier. It was almost as if his pecs were... growing.

Danny’s pleasure-filled pecs began to grow bigger. With each suck on his nipple, his pecs grew rounder. His once lean pecs were now soft and perky muscle tits. His nipples fattened, they looked like they were begging to be sucked. The pleasure only grew in Danny’s pecs as his moans grew louder and more intense. But the masseur wouldn’t stop. He kept sucking.

Danny’s once nonexistent pecs were now massive. So big and fat. Danny’s chest looked like it was just begging to be titty fucked. His meaty pecs yearned to have a man blow his thick potent alpha load on them. It’s what they were designed for.

Deep down Danny was scared. How was this man causing him so much pleasure? This man was making him feel more pleasure than any woman ever had. Was Danny... gay? No, he couldn’t have been. Danny had never even thought of men sexually before now. He had never even thought of their... big hard cocks between his juicy tits. He had never fantasised about sucking big fat cocks or... shoving dildos up his ass. But now, just the thought of it makes his cock twitch.

“You may lie face down now” the masseur commanded

Danny’s body obediently flipped itself over. Danny now lay on his new juicy pecs. Danny let out a moan as his big sensitive nipples brushed off the massage table.

“Now. Let’s show everyone how fertile you really are”

The masseur then lay his magical hands on Danny’s flat bottom. The fear set in. Danny knew what was coming. But what scared Danny even more was... he was excited for it.

Pleasure filled Danny’s flat bottom as it inflated in size. Growing big and round. His ass grew rounder and softer. His hips widened to accommodate for his new gargantuan sized booty. It grew bigger and bigger until it was bigger than any ass he’d ever seen. His once flat bottom was now a fat fuckable booty.

As the pleasure subsided, Danny’s rational mind resurfaced. Danny knew he had to escape. He threw himself off the massage table and onto the floor. His big ass and juicy pecs jiggled hypnotically as he hit the floor.

“That’s it, dumbslut. Shake that fertile ass”

The masseur picked up the himbo and lay him back down on the massage table. Before Danny could resist, the masseur ran his fingers over Danny’s face.

“Let’s massage that face of yours, shall we?”

The heated pleasure filled Danny’s face. His lips began plumping up, becoming the most fuckable dick sucking lips anyone had ever seen. Danny’s face became more angular. His jaw sharpened. Facial hair began sprouting on his young 19 year old face. A big thick mustache formed above his big lips. The hair spread further down his body covering his perky tits and defined six pack in a pelt of hair. His body began beefing up. His biceps grew bigger and his shoulders broadened.

He looked like the most fuckable muscle stud.

“I think we’re done here.” the masseur smugly grinned.

Danny stepped off the massage table and put his two massive feet on the ground. Danny stared at his insanely fuckable body in the mirror.

“What did you do to me?!” Danny exclaimed through his pouty lips. “Change me back! I’m begging you!”

“Change you back?” the masseur questioned. “What’re you talking about? You’ve always been like this.”

Danny’s head began aching. The words of the masseur buried themselves deep inside Danny’s mind.

“What? No... no, I haven’t”

“Yes, you have. You’ve always been a big, gay, dumb, balloon titted himbo.” The masseur pulled on Danny’s sensitive nipple, eliciting a soft moan from Danny’s big lips.

There was a long silence. Danny’s identity slowly faded away, becoming nothing more than drool inside his big dumb mouth. Danny’s face became so vacant. So dumb. His jaw hanged open as he began breathing only through his mouth. He looked so empty and relaxed. The more IQ he lost, the more drool formed in his mouth. He got dumber and dumber until his personality, his heterosexuality and all his memories leaked out of his mouth and fell onto the wooden floor, creating a big puddle of drool.

“So Danny, I think we’re done here. How was that?” The masseur looked at Danny smugly.

Danny’s face lit up as he giggled dumbly. His big tits and fat ass jiggled.

“That was, like, so totally fucking awesome hehe”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, Danny.”

“Next time you should, like, totally fuck my big bubble butt, hehehe”

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And so, the homophobe lived out the rest of his life as a dumb gay balloon titted himbo. The slut can’t go an hour without fingering himself, shoving a dildo up his ass or getting ravenously fucked by sexy daddies on Grindr.

Danny has become a regular at the spa, getting at least two massages every week. However, the masseur only likes to focus on massaging one specific part of Danny’s body.

His prostate.

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Happily Ever After

Samuel was the happiest he had been in years. He had moved into his dream home, got a promotion and he had recently proposed to his soon-to-be wife, Jessica. All of Samuel’s hard work was finally being rewarded. The future seemed bright. He was ready to settle down with his new wife and become a loving father. It was a true happily ever after... that was until the doorbell rang

DING DONG

Samuel was making dinner for his beloved fiancé when the doorbell rang. Samuel couldn’t help but smile. It’s probably Jessica, he thought to himself. He bounced his way over to the door and opened the front door expecting to see his fiancé. But Samuel opened the door to be greeted by a big hulking stranger.

“Hey” the man smiled. “Is this Jessica’s house?”

“Um... yeah, she’s out at the moment. Is there anything I can do for you?” Samuel was suspicious.

The man pushed by Samuel and charged into his house.

“Um, excuse me!” Samuel yelled at the man. “What do you think you’re doing?!”

Samuel ran after the man who was now exploring his house. Who did this man think he was? Barging into someone’s house like this. Samuel grabbed the man’s shoulder only for the man to turn around swiftly. The man softly held the back of Samuel’s neck. He then took his finger and pressed it against Samuel’s forehead and let out the heavy powerful word:

SLEEP

The word knocked Samuel out. Samuel stumbled into the strangers arms, falling into a deep sleep.

The next thing Samuel knew, he woke up lying on his bed. Had it all been a dream? Did that actually happen? Suddenly, Samuel heard heavy footsteps coming from the bathroom. A big hulking man strode out. The same hulking man that had barged into his house. This wasn’t a dream. This was actually happening.

Samuel jumped up from his bed only to realise that he was naked. He grabbed the sheets covering his 7 inch penis. Why had the man stripped him out of his clothes? What had happened?

“You see Samuel... me and Jessica were highschool sweethearts. We were a happy couple... until you came along” he said resentfully.

“But I’m not going to let you take her away from me” The man growled. Samuel coward in fear. “I need you out of the way... and I think I’ve got the perfect solution for that”

GET ON YOUR HANDS AND KNEES LIKE A GOOD BITCH

The man’s words digged deep into Samuel’s subconscious. Embedding itself deep inside his mind. His words were powerful. They were everything. It felt so good to just give into the man’s words. It felt so... right.

The man motioned to the bed. Samuel’s body disobeyed Samuel’s mind. His body complied to the man’s commands. Samuel walked to the intruder. He stared him directly in the eyes as he crawled onto the bed in the doggy style position.

FUCKTOYS DONT HAVE A GAG REFLEX

Samuel had no time to react. The big man took his three fat fingers and forced them down Samuel’s throat. His fingers violating his mouth. His fingers diving deep down his throat. Normally, he would have started gagging. Started coughing. But Samuel’s throat took the fingers with ease. It accepted them. It was almost as if Samuel’s throat was used to it. As if it loved having fingers stuffed down it.

The man grinned. His fingers stuffed down Jessica’s fiancé’s throat. The man slowly slipped his fingers out of Samuel’s throat. Samuel gasped for air. He threw himself back on the bed. Disgusted by what he had just done. Ashamed. His fiancé would be disgusted. Would she ever forgive him?

“Now, Samuel. Let’s start the transformation, shall we” He grinned. “Do you want me to transform you into a fucktoy?”

Samuel tried to resist. But he couldn’t help it. His head started nodding. Samuel tried to stop it but he couldn’t. It just felt so good to give into Master.

“Jess dumped me because I wasn’t ‘masculine’ enough. Well let’s change that”

OPEN YOUR MOUTH. LET ME FUCK THAT MASCULINITY OUT OF YOU

The hulking man jumped onto the bed and jammed his under average sized cock into Samuel’s straight mouth. He started forcefully face fucking Samuel. Samuel had no choice but to just let his throat get savagely fucked.

With each thrust, Master’s cock went deeper down Samuel’s throat. It was almost as if... it was growing. It went from a 4 inches, to 6 inches, to 8 inches, to a full 12 inch cock. It inflated becoming thicker and thicker. It forced Samuel’s mouth open wider and wider until he couldn’t take it anymore. It was filling the entirety of Samuel’s mouth. With one big grunt, Master forced his cock as deep as he could go, holding it there. Letting his cock rest in Samuel’s fuckable throat.

Master took his 12 inch cock out of Samuel’s throat. Samuel began gasping for air only to notice something... missing. He noticed that he couldn’t feel his penis resting by his leg anymore. He looked down in horror. His penis was nothing but a nub now. Just a tiny 1 inch nub. The stranger had stolen Samuel’s cock. Samuel then saw his ballsack begin to shrink. It deinflated. Growing smaller and smaller. Samuel then glanced up to see Master grunting. Master’s balls were growing. Inflating. Getting heavier. Fuller. Alpha sperm filling his balls. It drooped with the weight of it.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about” Master laughed looking at his new massive ballsack.

“These alpha balls are gonna get emptied into your fiancé tonight, Sammy boi. I’m gonna fill your fiancés pussy with my alpha sperm. I’m gonna impregnate her. And Jess and I are gonna raise those kids together”

Sammy began tearing up. Master saw the tears welling up in Sammy’s eyes.

“How about I reward you, huh? You’ve been a very good boy so far. Good boys get rewarded”

GROW BIG HIMBO BOI

Sammy began to inflate by hearing those very words. He began to inflate like some kind of sex doll. It was like his body was a balloon and Master was blowing air into it. His biceps grew big and muscular. His hands became thick and meaty. His fingers like fat sausages. His face became more boyish looking. Almost as if he was getting younger. The 32 year old slowly regressed into a 19 year old teenager. A teenager that spent all his time in the gym. His mind began emptying. His memories of working hard and running a business faded away. They were replaced by memories of downing protein shakes, working out and dropping out of highschool. Sammy couldn’t even read anymore. He couldn’t write. He could barely think. All education was erased from his mind.

“Eh, you still look too... masculine. I know how to fix that” he deviously grinned.

THOSE IMPLANTS MUST HAVE COST YOU A FORTUNE

Suddenly, Sammy’s chest began to inflate. His two pecs began to grow big and heavy. Master sat down beside Sammy and began to playfully finger the space in between his pecs. His pecs grew and grew. Until eventually Sammy’s new tits enveloped Master’s finger. But there was something off about Sammy’s new pecs. They didn’t feel real. They were implants. Implants that made him look like some fake sex doll. A fake sex doll with big fat tits for men to tittyfuck.

Sammy’s face began to change. His face becoming more... fake looking. Sammy’s small lips plumped up. They grew into beautiful plump pillows. Pillows that looked so inviting. They looked like they were begging to be wrapped around a big fat cock.

Sam giggled. He looked like the biggest, most dumbest slut alive. He looked like a human sex doll. A sex doll that was ripe for the fucking. It’s only purpose was to be fucked and came into.

But the implants didn’t stop there. Sammy felt his ass begin to inflate into the size of two big beach balls. His ass becoming comically large. Big and fat. The implants made his ass look so big and extremely fuckable. It was built for fucking. It’s purpose was to be fucked. To be bred by alphas. Master clicked his fingers and suddenly the most feminine gay clothes materialised on Sammy.

“That’s a good fucktoy”

“I so horny, Master. I need to fuck Jessica so badly” Sammy moaned through his new filled lips. His ass bouncing with every movement. His tits on full display.

“Tut tut tut. You’re still straight? After all that? We have to fix that, don’t we... fucktoy” Master said condescendingly.

Sammy’s mind began to get filled with images of cock and cum. Images of getting his big fake ass stuffed full of cum filled his head. Thoughts of getting tittyfucked by daddies were buried inside his mind. The more he thought about it, the harder his one inch cock became. He began absentmindedly rubbing his nub.

“Don’t bother with that, boi. The only way you can cum now, is through this up here” Master smacked Sammy’s ass and forcefully stuck his finger up Sammy’s loose hole. Master began ramming his fingers against Sammy’s prostate. Sammy femininely squealed and moaned.

“UGH, FUCK MY PUSSY DADDY” Sammy screamed pushing himself against Master’s fingers.

Sammy pushed harder and harder until OHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKK. Cum shot everywhere out of Sammy’s small nub. Thin weak sperm squirting everywhere. It was nothing compared to Master’s alpha sperm. Sammy was never going to be getting anyone pregnant. His sperm was weak. It only exists to be fucked out of him. It exists to be wiped up with a tissue and thrown into a bin.

Sammy stood up still shaking from his intense orgasm. His lips plump. His ass shaking. His tits bouncing. He looked like the most perfect sex toy.

“Honey, I’m home” a voice called from downstairs. Jessica made her way to the bedroom.

“Babe!” Jessica screamed excitedly. She ran over to the stranger and gave him the most passionate kiss. “I missed you. I’ve been thinking about you all day”

The old Samuel was screaming inside his own mind after seeing his fiancé kiss the man who had transformed him into this himbo monster.

Jessica looked at Sammy. “How’s my gay best friend doing?” She smiled excitedly.

“I’m, like, totally doing amazing sweetie. I’m like totally gonna get my pussy fucked by some big dom on Grindr tonight” Sammy smacked his big fat ass. It jiggled hypnotically.

Sammy made his way out of the house. The house now belonged to the stranger. The stranger took his cock. His masculinity. His house. His fiancé. He took... Sammy’s entire life.

Sammy is now nothing but a mindless sex doll. Filled with implants and cum. No reading. No thinking. All Sammy does is get fucked and serve his Masters.

“Wait Sammy, before you leave...” The man called to Sammy right before he left.

“You’re coming to me and Jess’ wedding, right?”

“Totally, like, I wouldn’t miss it for the world hehehe” Sammy dumbly giggled as his fake ass jiggled behind him.

The old Samuel was trapped inside his own mind. Completely disconnected from his body. Crying. Screaming. Helplessly watching the man and Sammy’s fiancé live happily ever after... while all Sammy can do is get his new fake ass stuffed full on cum by dom daddies on Grindr.

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The moment Brock put on the thong, it activated the final post hypnotic trigger and his transformation was complete. He was now just a toy to be played with. He had no thoughts or desires of his own. His only purpose is to OBEY and play with anyone his Master command him to.

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Every night before bed, Jace would play a hypno file to help him focus in class. Little did he know that his roommate would change the file each night to one that would turn him into the perfect himbo doll. Now, Jace could care less about school. All that matters is looking hot.

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Hypnosis

Paul:"Don't just stand there, Danny. Come on he's not gonna be like this forever. Come touch him"

Danny:"I'm still freaked by the way he's looking at me. Don't you think he knows whats going om with him right now?"

Paul:"No, he's hypnotised and thinks he's in the gym right now, flexing in front of the mirror. Don't be scared so much, Danny. He won't remember any of it. You always went on about how hot my brother is and now that we get a chance to do this you chicken out? No chance man, come touch him"

Paul:"I mean look at these hairs all over him. You can just bury yourself in them, lick him, kiss him. Come feel it. We still got his junk to check out"

Danny:"Could you hypnotise him to think he's fucking his girlfriend?"

Paul:"Sure, but it might look funny as he would be just pounding air you know"

Danny:"What if you made him think I am his girlfriend for a while. He wouldn't have to pound air. He can pound me from behind you know"

Paul:"Oh I like the way you think. Let's get this bad boy hard and ready!"

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As soon as the game ended, Blake’s body started acting on auto pilot. Next thing he knew, he was half naked and stroking his cock in front of his Coach. He felt so horny and submissive. He needed his Coach’s cock to fuck him senseless. He need to be a good hole for his Master.

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Ryder’s friends didn’t understand why he kept canceling plans last minute. Little did they know that he was no longer in charge of his life. His HypnoMaster controls everything about it now and he wants Ryder spending every night on all fours whoring out his tight muscled ass.

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2025/06/18, miércoles | Wednesday Foto | Pic #01

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2025/06/17, martes | Tuesday Foto | Pic #33

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This is what years of training look like.

Building his body and personality to be the perfect jock boy.

Growing those muscles and numbing his brain. Letting his new self consume him.

A fan of the Jersey Shore, he had chosen that as his persona. Now his life was filled with cut off shirts, chains, fake tans, and the gym.

And the best part is, it will never stop. No matter how big, dumb, or horny he is, it will always get worse. And the Guido will always grow.

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Bro, I promised to turn you into a wrestling champion. Give you the body and the mind of a true jock.

And now you've made it. Time for you to uphold your end of the bargain. Your free will and IQ can be deposited right here.

You'll be a perfect himbo dancer in my club bro. And entertainer behind closed doors.

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Another photo from the investigation into BiCumJakd fraternity shows what appears to be a group of shredded bros drinking cases of beer.

However, further investigation determined this was actually the quiz bowl team 30 minutes after they invested the first sips of the frats chemically laced suds.

It's to late to bring them back, but investigators are hopeful they can find out what happened here and put a stop to it before anyone else stops by for a few brewskis with the bros.

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