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Good Boy

Jeremy woke up to a series of loud thumps coming from his roommate, Rob's, bedroom. He assumed he had brought home another random guy and was in the middle of getting his insides rearranged. He let out a frustrated sigh and pulled a pillow over his head to block out the sound. That was until he heard a series of barks followed by a loud howl pierce through what little patience he had.

In a fit of anger he jumped out of bed, wearing nothing but his boxers and stormed over to his roommate's room. Having sex or not, he was getting a lecture about courtesy. As he approached he heard a man speaking softly. Jeremy couldn't make out what he was saying entirely but the voice was deep and commanding. Even without seeing the source Jeremy felt a little intimidated and rethought his current action.

A low growl from the other side of the door interrupted his thoughts.

"What that boy? We have a eavesdropper?"

Jeremy had a moment of panic and considered rushing back to his own room but the door immediately swung open. The sudden light blinded him and the intense smell of sex and something else hit him and caused him to cough and step back. He heard a growl again and looked to see the source as his eyes adjusted.

Through clouded vision he could see the silhouette of Rob crouched down on all fours hunched over aggressively in front of him and he took another step back.

"Easy there boy, he's just curious."

He heard the voice and rubbed his eyes in attempt to get them to adjust faster. When he looked back he immediately settled his gaze upon his roommate once more. The man wasn't just down on all fours and acting like a dog. He was suited up as one too!

Tight, shiny, black rubber gripped his body from head to toe. His hands were covered by rubber paws and his head was wrapped by a black rubber dog mask. The only part of Rob that was actually recognizable underneath the outfit was his eyes, which Jeremy noted seemed cloudy and distant.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Jeremy exclaimed, he knew his roommate was a sex hound but he never expected to see him as an actual dog. The pup simply sat there and stared at him. He took a step further and saw another man standing in the room.

The man was gorgeous beyond words. Wearing leather pants and a jacket that was open to expose a his muscular chest and rippling abs. The man radiated a sense of dominance and Jeremy couldn't help but freeze in his tracks. His eyes were covered by a pair of sunglasses but even so he could feel their piercing gaze. He adjusted his posture and spoke, his words were like honey and Jeremy found them almost impossible to listen to.

"What's going on? I just freed this pup here to be who he really is."

Jeremy looked over to his rubberclad roommate who had relaxed and went to lay in the corner of the room. He couldn't help but notice the large rubber cock dangling between his legs as he walked. He had seen Rob's junk before, but it had never captivated him like it did at this moment. He also noticed that the pup had a thick black collar wrapped around its neck and a silver tag dangling from it. He couldn't help but admire how sexy his roommate looked in that outfit. He felt his cock stir as he admired the pup.

"Who he really is? How is a some kinked up rubber dog what he really is!?"

The man smiled and reached up to his glasses, slowly pulling them down to reveal his striking blue eyes. Jeremy felt himself drawn into the man's eyes. His overwhelming aura, voice and gaze making Jeremy feel weak in the knees.

"Don't you worry boy. You'll see for yourself soon enough."

Jeremy found himself wondering what that meant and slowly started backing away.

"Just look at him over there. He's so happy and free."

He had to admit that he had never seen Rob so relaxed before. He was always rather high strung, constantly obsessing how he looked or what other people were doing. Jeremy's eyes locked on the pup's rubber cock and felt his own growing harder in his boxers. Everywhere he looked on the pup he saw something that enticed him. The shining muscles, the tight suit, the rubber paws, the little black tail lodged in his ass. Everytime his eyes darted from one erotic obsession to the next, his cock swelled harder and harder until it was tenting his boxers and throbbing in need. He was too caught up in the rubber pup in front of him to notice the man was standing right beside him. It wasn't until he felt something cold wrap around his neck that he finally became aware of his surroundings.

"He's such a good boy now. Soon you will be too."

The sudden awareness of how close the man was to him made him take a step back as he reached up to feel that a smooth rubber collar had been fastened around his neck. He turned to the mirror on the backside of the door and saw that it was the same collar his roommate was wearing, complete with an identical bone shaped tag with 'JET' engraved into it.

"What the hell!? Get this thing off of...."Jeremy shouted but as his eyes met the man's gaze he felt an overwhelming sense of submission wash through him. He didn't have the ability to demand anything from this man and he immediately fell silent in his presence.

The man smiled warmly at Jeremy and gestured to the other pup.

"Well boy, looks like you're going to get a nice playmate here."

He saw that Rob had perked up and was looking at him rather playfully now. His rubber tail wagged happily and he yipped in excitement. The man turned to Jeremy now.

"You want to play with your friend? You want to be a GOOD BOY too?"

The words floated into his mind and he felt his cock tingle as a small amount of precum to leak into his boxers. His knees felt weak from the pleasure and he sank down the floor. He realized that he really did want to play with the pup. He wanted to be such a good boy.

Rob excitedly padded his way over to Jeremy, who could read the nametag on the collar that read 'SPOT'. He began rubbing his smooth rubber muzzle against Jeremy's bare skin. The feel of the rubber against his skin made the wet spot in his boxers grow larger and larger. He felt a warm hand gently rub rub his head and he looked up to see the man looking down at him and smiling. The sight made his heart race and he found himself panting in joy.

"See? This isn't so bad is it?"

Jeremy went to say something but found that all that came out was a happy arf. The shock of him barking brought back his senses.

"What the hell, did I just bark!? What are you doing to me?" is what he was attempting to say but all he managed to do was unleash a flurry of barks at the man.

"Poor confused pup. GOOD BOYs don't need to use their words. Just relax. You're going to be such a GOOD BOY."

Each time that phrase entered his head his cock throbbed and a warm tingle flooded through him.

"Spot, why don't you show your new friend how GOOD BOYs play together."

Rob, now Spot, barked happily and put his muzzle down between Jeremy's legs and nuzzled the throbbing erection in an attempt to free it from the boxers. Jeremy immediately understood and found himself pulling off his boxers before he even realized he was doing it. He just wanted to be a good boy.

He felt a warm rubbery mouth wrap around his cock and start sucking. Pleasurable grunts were all he was able to make as he thrusted his cock in rhythm with the pup's expert blowjob. An erotic warmth started radiating out from his cock and he looked down to see that his now noticeably larger cock was covered in thick black rubber. It looked just like Spot's cock now. He watched as the rubber began to spread his cock and also felt the same warmth spread down from neck as well and he could see in the mirror that thick rubber was descending from the collar as well.

He closed his eyes, relishing the sensations flowing through him. He so happy, so relaxed. The warm rubber flowed over his body, enveloping it and becoming a tight shiny suit. As it slid over his ass felt it flow inside his hole and swell up until a nice large tail plug was firmly lodged inside. His fingers started to curl up on their own and he watched as the rubber flowed over them, replacing his hands with useless rubber paws.

"Now boy, I think you should show Master how grateful you are to your Master for showing you who you really are."

Jeremy looked back to the man and was confronted by the man's massive cock. The smell of the man's musk was all it took to make the soon to be pup salivate and eagerly wrap his lips around his new Master's delicious meat. The taste was beyond compare as he rammed his head forward, taking as much of the cock into his throat as he could. The grunts of the man clearly relaying how much of a good boy he was being.

The mind-numbing pleasure never stopped even as Spot detached his maw from Jeremy's cock and made his way behind the man wrapped entirely from the collar down in shiny black rubber. Jeremy dove down hard on the man's cock as Spot mounted the man and shoved the massive rubber cock into Jeremy's rubber hole. The tail plug having shifted slightly to allow access to his back door.

A sudden yelp at intrusion was all Jeremy managed before he fell into the pleasurable rhythm of sucking and fucking. He didn't realize that with each thrust forward down on his Master's cock, the rubber from the collar was ascending over his head.

First the rubber flowed over his ears, shifting them to the top of his head. Next it reached his flowed around his eyes and over his nose and mouth. Each thrust caused more and more of his face to elongate out and take on a more canine appearance. Jeremy was lost in bliss as he felt the man tense up and he felt the pup plowing his ass thrust hard.

Hot white cum blasted into his throat as shiny black rubber cum filled him up from behind. Swallowing all of his Master's delicious seed was all he was concerned with as he gulped it down greedily. He felt the cock deep in his ass filling him up as well and felt a relaxing warmth radiating from deep inside his being.

Out of the corner of his eye he could see in the mirror the pup he had become. Seeing how much of a good boy he had become caused his own cock pulse violently as he felt himself finally cum.

He felt his own hot seed shoot from his body and he barked loudly. Jeremy felt like his very being was getting emptied out of his cock. Each shot taking more and more of him out with it. Intelligence and worry faded from his mind as his eyes became distant and clouded. As the final bits of his load, now shiny and black like the liquid filling his insides, left his cock, a dumb and playful happiness set in. He wasn't Jeremy anymore, he was Jet the pup and Jet was a good boy. A VERY GOOD BOY.

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Power Exchange

Tommy seemed to be your average cute twink. But once you dug a little deeper, things were not all as they seemed. He was innocent through and through, but also curious. He never acted on these feelings, but he thought about them a lot. He was too shy to speak about them, but he did hunt online for things to jack off to, and eventually he found a bit of a community. Ian was a regular chat buddy who had experienced and knew the ropes. He loved chatting with Ian. He was so free and knowledgeable. Ian kept trying to get Tommy to explore his sexuality, but he was still far too shy. 

Ian offered something he’d never offered before. The chance for Tommy to explore, but as him. Free from the shackles of his own body, maybe he’d feel more comfortable to explore as someone else! Tommy agreed, keen to explore his fetishes in a more anonymous fashion.

Navigating to a hidden and obscure site, both sat in front of their computers and the swap began. In a flash, there was a screech of an old Internet modem, before Tommy found himself in a new environment, and dressed quite differently.

Ian typed from his new bedroom and told Tommy to go out and enjoy himself. He should head down to the bar at about 10:30pm to meet his usual gang.

Tommy loved it. He loved his gravelly voice, his tattoos, his haircut, beard and piercings. He loved the command he possessed when entering a room, and the fun they had downstairs. Despite Tommy’s baby face, he was mature for his age, and being in his early 50s somehow fitted him well.

Tommy asked Ian if they could swap more often. Ian agreed to every other Saturday. Tommy always enjoyed things to the max and grew in confidence. He started drinking more, and taking some drugs. Each Sunday morning, it was hard to switch back

 Tommy took their friendship to another level. High on the power he possessed when in Ian’s body, he started to test the power play between him and Ian. Ian played along as the shy, inexperienced twink. This continued for several weeks. The swaps becoming longer and longer, as Tommy laid claim to both bodies and decreed when he would like which one. He felt invincible.

Until, one afternoon while having a coffee at a known fetish cafw, he turned his head to see.. himself

“Listen up you old bastard, I’m your new Master. And I just know you’ll want to do everything I say, because you know what the consequences will be otherwise. Isn’t that right, bitch?”

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When Uncle Josh saw some college kid drivin’ thru town, he called me up & said to expect a li’l bro soon. Sure enough, when I parked in front of his house, I saw a Prius with out of state plates and four flat tires. Inside, I saw some soft-lookin’ skinny motherfucker with Josh. He was sloshed to hell on Josh’s special homebrew. This left his head open to fillin’ with country shit and emptyin’ out all the city shit. At one point late in the night, when me and my new li’l bro were alone, it seemed like he was wakin’ up and rememberin’ his old life, but I talked him out of tryin’ to leave. And so I have a new li’l bro now. Next step is to make him not so little.

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Michael and I stunk pretty bad by the time we finished building the fence around his backyard. The sweat was dripping off both of us as we sat back to admire our work.

“You still haven’t told me what this is for,” I said, wiping my brow.

“Animal enclosure,” he said, kicking off his shoes. His feet smelled so ripe I nearly choked.

“Since when do you have any animals?” I asked.

“Soon enough,” he smirked. “You might want to strip down before the changes start.”

“What change – oof!” I felt a sharp prickle just above my butt, and jolted out of my seat. Reaching back, I felt a lump pressing from my lower back.

Michael laughed. “Surprise, dude,” he said. “We’re the animals.”

“What are you talking about?” I demanded. I felt the lump pushing out from my back in my hand. Oh God, it was a tail. I was growing a tail.

Michael just pulled off his shorts, letting his dick hang down between his legs.

“You and me, bud,” he said. “First we build the cage, then we live in it. Ahhh, here it comes.” He arched his back and a furry tail emerged from above his ass. It was long, thick, shaggy.

“No way,” I said, feeling another prickle wash over me. This time it settled in my legs, and I felt them crouch and distort, growing shorter. I fell forward onto my knuckles like an ape.

He smiled and pulled off his shirt, his body growing thick with muscle and hair. He lurched forward off of the table he’d been sitting on, now nude, and landed on all fours. “So hot,” he said. He lifted up and arm and sniffed the thick patch of hair in his armpit. “It the sweat that does it,” he said. “We work up a stink, we change into creatures.”

“We can’t,” I stammered. “No way. Impossible.” But I could feel the hair swirling up my body, growing furrier and animalistic. My ears jutted out from my head and I felt myself grow woozy.

Michael knuckle-walked over to me. “Just wait til you get dumb,” he said. “We’re just gonna fuck and sweat and stink all day.”

“Whaaaaat?” I slurred, feeling stupid. As he got close, his smell overpowered me. But my own body odor was pretty strong too, and he leaned into get a strong whiff.

“Yeah man, you’ll be real good at this,” he grinned.

“Good?” I said. I didn’t understand. But I didn’t have to. He grabbed me and thrust my face into his armpit, and the smell invaded my body. From far away, I heard Michael grunting, and I started grunting back.

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Nothing is Free

My car broke down and I need it to work. So, naturally I took it in for repairs. This old fat hairy mechanic inspected it.

“So, it’ll be $1,000 for the repairs.”

“A thousand, really? I can’t afford that!”

“Well, we can make…other arrangements.” He says, grabbing my ass.

I cringe a little. “F-fine. But do the repairs first. I promise we will get to that.”

“Heh, I like a boy who knows what he has to do. I’ll get on that car of yours.”

Now, little does he know is that my work is in witchcraft. It seems weird I can’t afford a thousand dollars for repairs but using magic for selfish reasons never goes well and this includes greed. Now, if you’re into dudes like this, that’s cool. I’m not. So, I shall use my magic to make this more appealing. It’s time to test how selfish I can go with this.

First off, he needs to be aged down. Heavily. I think he needs to be a new graduate from auto repair school. He’s still rather heavy, so I’m slimming him down. That body hair needs to go, too. Those clothes are so trashy. He needs to show off his body. Let’s make him go shirtless and wear shorts. I personally think long socks and sneakers are a cute combo. A backwards cap too. He’s not slutty enough, either. He needs a jockstrap. His shorts already show off his underwear. Ha!

“Sir, I’m done with your repairs! May I suck you off now? I promise it’ll be free so please let me!”

“Eh, I think you need to trick my ride out some before I let you.” I smirk.

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“Get over it already. Your dick is now mine, and I’ll keep it safely locked away from you. You are just carrying it for me, if I ever decide to play with it. But I am aware of your needs, so I’ll be sharing my dick with you.”

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“So, you’ll be my new servant? Let us start by fixing you some chastity that can be kept indefinitely.”

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“You will serve me sexually however I want. You’ll obey me immediately, always. Forget your orgasms, mine are the only ones that matter to you from now on. The chastity’s purpose is to give you focus.”

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“How horny are you now? Ready to serve? Already figured out giving me pleasure is your only pleasure? Don’t worry, I am here to teach you everything regarding servitude in chastity.”

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“I said you could live with me as my slave if you let me lock your cock. You can leave if you don’t want to please me anymore, but you’ll still be locked.”

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“What do you mean with ‘I don’t want to’? Your ‘wants’ are not relevant here. Mine are. You want to get out of the chastity belt, you make sure I get everything I want, when I want. Then maybe, just maybe, you’ll have that ‘want’ of release granted. Let’s try again: come and suck me. NOW!”