Continuing The Dubai Aliens Story A Bit After Some Additional Inspo By The One And Only @cleanstatevessels

Continuing the Dubai aliens story a bit after some additional inspo by the one and only @cleanstatevessels

The Prince

Story by cleanstatevessels with revision and add-on from me

The alien now in charge of the Prince's body smirk at the reflection of the very handsome, fresh-from-workout Prince looking back. It tried to get comfortable in its new vessel, making several silly and sexy expression interchangably, pushing the Prince's usually stoic and calm demeanor to be borderline unhinged and certainly not Prince-like. But again, he's the Prince now, not the biggest or the most important one in terms of influence among his half-siblings, yet it's not like plain commoner can tell him what to do. Certainly not his brain-fucked bodyguards too, as the whole security details and servants of the Prince in his residence already turned into empty husks that run on autopilot, empty but ready to be filled by any sludge that needed human bodies to ride on.

After inspecting the body's internal organ condition post-takeover, the sludge tried to get lodged in comfortably within the brain and wholly encapsulated it for full control. The movement caused the Prince's eyes rolled back from it socket as his mouth gaped in an unusual size as black sludge was seen coming out of his throat. It oozes out from his mouth like an oil flow and the alien's vision activated alongside the vision from its vessel's eyes, making the sludge able to see the world in a much-more enhanced view as it combined its vessel's vision and its own. The bird in the very far distance, the shade of colors only captured by the alien's eyes, the vision of the alien is better to capture things in the distance rather than close proximity so the takeover actually completed the vision. While doing all that, the muscle of the Prince's body tensed as the alien made the Prince flexed his arm to give access to the black sludge to reach his pits as the sludge lapped up all the leftover sweat from the Prince's workout. It seems like the movement of the sludge all over his body turned him on as the outline of the Prince's cock straining its brief and had a damp patch on the tip. But of course that was not the case since the Prince is nothing but an empty husk, it was all the alien doing after absorbing all the info from the Prince's mind about the things that turned him on, and the alien just simply enjoyed playing with its plaything, showcasing his control over its vessel. The black sludge eventually withdrew back to the Prince throat and his eyes went back to normal as his gaped mouth also closed. Then, he grinned deviously,

"Ahmed, Yahya, come in here. Your Prince needs some services from his brainless slave!"

Piotr the Firm Owner

After the hard-fought takeover eventually proven to be successful, Piotr resumed the realty business as usual.

It's never a hard day to find new client as Piotr's firm already well-known beforehand anyway, and with Sander, Mike and Andrei spreading the word to their friends, high-powered clientele always walked in and out of the door of the firm. Of course they don't convert everyone that walked in, but with the alien in control, they sharpened the type of client they provided their services for. In his first client after the takeover, Piotr met with discreet entrepreneur named Dusan Kovacevic.

The alien inside Piotr cannot find any information about Dusan, nor the search on the internet resulted in something that can explain how on Earth this person seemingly ready to pay 55 million USD in cash for this 3-level penthouse that has the entire 360 view of Dubai. But mid-way on the tour around the unit, Dusan's phone started ringing. As the built Serbian hunk excused himself to the balcony after saying some Russian words, the black sludge oozed out from Piotr's ear and started snooping to know what is he talking about with the caller. To get the best of both senses, the sludge dangled itself right on Piotr's ear in order for it to not only captured the conversation, but to also utilized Piotr's ability to speak Russian to translate the conversation. The phone call revealed to the alien that Dusan is a major arms dealer with the cover of working on fitness startup and crypto trading and that caused the little black sludge to be excited, which translated into Piotr's hardening cock as the alien mind already filled with plans to advance their effort for Earth's domination

It returned back inside Piotr's brain after satisfied with the intel despite Dusan seemingly continued his conversation. Then, the alien quickly split itself and merged its half into Piotr's saliva that then he spits on the glass of whiskey Dusan asked for earlier. With a smirk, he waited for the phone call to be finished and upon return, he casually offered Dusan with the tainted liquor. With no suspicion whatsoever, the arms dealer chugged the whiskey and not for long, the glass shattered to the floor as Dusan realized something's off. He tried to run for his life to the bathroom he saw earlier, trying to grav whatever is blocking his airway and seemingly filled his mouth too. Yet, his resistant proven to be futile as he slouched head first to the floor right in front of the bathroom. His body wriggled and convulsed wildly like he's being possessed by some demonic entities while Piotr watched in delight of his apparent success. The twisting, stretching and turning caused his tight-fitting shirt to be ripped apart and then soon after, the Louis Vuitton jacket followed suit, revealing tattooed body and sheen of sweat that showcased the internal battle the sludge faced from Dusan's body.

Several minutes later, and in a faster manner compared to the way Piotr's body taken over and recovered, Dusan already on his feet looking at Piotr with a mischievous grin. He looked at the destroyed fabric around him and let out a chuckle as he started to flex his muscle in delight. Piotr beamed with pride looking at his first successful acquisition, certainly the first out of many.

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Not even 15 minutes after the whole handover process, as Piotr arrived in the apartment's parking lot, an Instagram story from Dusan's account already popped. Piotr smiled with delight looking at Dusan's immaculate form, is this a hookup call for the masses or something? Is he really going to work on his plan to get one new body every day to the cause literally from tonight? That guy seemed ready to rumble though

When Piotr finished with some paperwork of his own in the office and ready to hit home, a DM notification sent by Dusan entered his phone. A picture, followed by a caption that said

"Like moth to flames, everyone want a piece of this heat, not knowing it hurts them in the end of the day. Bet you can guess who is the moth here hahah,"

And then another ominous DM followed suit

"One down, more to go,"

Sander & Andrei + Mike

"Let me go! Fuck, I know there's something up with you two freaks! Ugghhhh get that shit away from me!" screamed the tied Mike as he tried to wriggle himself free while pushing away the cum-soaked socks that belonged to Andrei that Sander teased right in front of his flushed face. As Mike tried to push the socks away one more time, Sander instantly went violent and choked the handsome rich brat until his head hit the headboard behind him. Gagged and gasping for breath, Mike's opened mouth suddenly stuffed with the damp socks that Sander shoved violently that almost lead to Mike's jaw to be broken. Andrei then raised his voice in anger

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? YOU CAN KILL HIM!"

"Oh shut up, when I'm inside him, he will be fucking fine anyway. It's not like he's being destroyed by cannonball or something, relax, he's still breathing,"

Sander then stared at the half-conscious Mike with eyes that clearly indicate something bad is about to happen.

"Yeah, you heard it right. I'm going to get inside you, making you just another dumb muscle puppet to control around. Your body will serve greater purpose rather than this vapid existence you currently have, so you should be thanking us,"

Mike frowned in his last few seconds, the image of a black sludge coming out of Sander's mouth and nose become the last vision he encountered before the world goes dark for him

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Mike cracked his neck and jaw, opening it wide and closing it in quick succession as he tried to ensure that it's not broken or anything as he looked at the two "realtor" that taken him captive since a couple hours ago. His first word to them

"Fuck you,"

And the three of them just laughing loudly right after, with Mike directly standing up and proceed to hug his two brothers

"What a fine stud this guy is. You two have keen eye for the strong and delectable," he said as he then dropped his grey sweatpants to reveal a dangling 7 inches beer can of a meat

"What can we say? We are bunch of narcissist, so we know the standard of good body and good looks as we based it on ourselves. The brain's good?" asked Andrei as he gently grabbed the dick for quick inspection before he let it flop as he now focused his sight to Mike's face

"Perfect. A smooth talker, with killer looks too. Deadly duo for the humans near him. The wealth certainly put him into an even higher level of privileged brat. Such a blessed young man. Well, I am such a blessed young man," Mike said as he proudly flexed his biceps while his cock goes rock hard. A rather massive grower, as it reaches close to 10 inches when hard and that hardening dick casually grazed Sander's dress pants

Sander found the dick to be highly intriguing because not only it's uncut unlike what he and Andrei have, it's also curved slightly. But despite of the tempting thought to test that dick and see how different of a sensation it's going to be, Sander just coughed instead as he said

"Hmm....as much as we want to help you get acquainted with that body of yours, what we learn best is the fact that self-discovery is more fulfilling and can help accelerate the memory absorption, so here's the key of this unit and we'll let you have your fun. See you next week in our office for consolidation with the Prince, okay?"

Mike just said "hmmm" in understanding as he let the two realtors left him while he checks his own reflection in the wide bathroom mirror. He decided to wrap a towel around his waist, a vision he gained from absorbing the memories that belonged to Mike, and checks his reflection. Like an instinct, he fished out his phone from his pants right outside the bathroom and then posed for a selfie, just like the real Mike would do everytime he stumbled upon a new gorgeous mirror that can reflect his sculpted physique beautifully

The more memories of Mike it absorbed, the more aroused the alien become. When the memories of the countless volleys of load that Mike's massive cock shot into those tight holes and even faces and hands started to fill his mind, the alien couldn't help itself but mimicked the memories as it guided Mike's hands to tug his massive meaty pole. As it gets faster and faster, more and more memories poured into his mind and when it feels this impending pressure right on the tip of his cockhead ready to explode, he let out a massive roar as his body trembled violently with the release of what it could remember as the biggest load Mike ever shot in his life. It went on and on for 1 minutes straight before his body simply slumped back to the bathtub, panting for breath as the coagulating load started to sink and stick to his body. He let out a chuckle

"Guess I'm doing a better job than you ever did throughout your life, maybe you like me in control after all,"

The Best Punishment

“Mmmm fuck yeahh. Lookin goooood.” Wavell mumbled to himself while admiring his powerful physique in the gym mirrors that were practically on every wall. “Nothing better than a good pump.” He added he tensed one of his arms, veins bulging as he felt the blood pumping through them after the intense session he’d just had. Arm day. One of his favourites. Especially when he was in this form.

His boyfriend soon came up behind him, wrapping his arms around Wavell’s waist from behind and smirking next to his ear. “Ready to hit the showers yet babe?” Dane asked, trying to hide his mischievous tone. His hands slowly rose up from Wavell’s waist as they traced over his wide lats before curving around and finally settling on the hunk’s hefty pecs. How was he supposed to resist? “I’ll help you wash all that sweat off your thick chest. How’s that sound?” He proposed while giving those hairy watermelons a squeeze through Wavell’s tight tank top.

Wavell smirked as he slowly turned around to face nis boyfriend. A man equally as hunky as himself with dazzling eyes and a pearly white grin that never ceased to brighten Wavell’s mood.

“You go ahead.” Wavell insisted. “I’ve got one last exercise I wanna finish first.” He added innocently. Dane could of course see through it though. Even just by the glint in Wavell’s eyes. But he didn’t question it. He’d probably find out what his boyfriend was scheming about soon enough. After a quick kiss, the blonde hunk watched as Dane strode towards the locker rooms. As soon as his boyfriend was out of sight however, Wavell turned his attention to a group of jocks on the other side of the gym.

There were four of them. All young men in their mid twenties by the looks of it and each one of them was shredded with muscle. They all wore similar gym clothes consisting of either tank tops or compression shirts as well as most of them wearing somewhat baggy sweatpants. Each one wearing a backwards cap that covered their shortly cropped hair. At a glance Wavell could immediately tell they were the straight gym bro types and, judging by the way he’d heard them speak, they likely weren’t very bright either. They all had that very dumb meathead look about them. Well, except one of them. The biggest one of the four with dark ginger hair. He was also the only one wearing shorts out of the group, seemingly quite proud of his large muscular legs. Wavell had to admit he seemed a bit more intelligent than the rest. That coupled with him being the swolest was probably why the others seemed to follow his lead like he was the top dog or something.

But that alone wasn’t the only reason Wavell was intrigued by them. What had really caught his attention was how they’d been tormenting this other guy at the gym who was much smaller and nerdy looking compared to them. It was subtle of course as they likely didn’t want to be kicked out but Wavell could see it. They way they’d constantly look over at him and start sniggering whenever he did an exercise. Frequently coming up to him and asking how many sets he had left in an intentionally intimidating manner. Just generally being assholes to this guy for seemingly no reason other than to be douchebags.

Wavell cracked his knuckles, his eyes glowing purple for a second as he looked between the jocks and the smaller guy they’d more or less been bullying. This was gonna be fun.

“Oi Fellas! What’s going on!” Wavell shouted as he made his way across the gym towards the group of meatheads. All of them turned and looked at him with a confused and slightly annoyed look. “I’ve seen what you’ve been doing to that other lad over there bro.” He stated with a rather low and confrontational tone to his voice

Of course the red headed one speaks up first. “I don’t know what you’re talkin about dude. We ain’t done shit.” He spat while puffing out his chest a little in a display of arrogant masculinity.

“Really? So you haven’t been laughing at him or trying to intimidate him at all? You haven’t been muttering amongst yourselves behind his back?” Wavell retorted. “I’ve been watching you from across the room being assholes so why don’t you just own up to it?”

The ring leader took a few steps closer to Wavell until the two were mere inches apart. “I don’t know what to tell you bro. We. Haven’t. Done. Anything. To that little shit stain. Okay?” He insisted with a pompous attitude. “But if you love that little gay boy so much then why don’t you fuck him?” A shit eating grin spread across the jock’s face as his buddies behind him began laughing.

Judging by that comment alone Wavell deduced that these assholes had a deeper connection to the smaller dude they’ve been bullying than he initially thought. One look inside the mind of the ‘alpha’ in front of him confirmed as much. His name was Zach and his buddies behind him were Cole, Josh and Sam. They went to the same high school where they all played on the same football team and have been bros ever since. And as it happened the guy they’d been bullying, whose name was Kevin, also went to the same school as them and had been a frequent victim of their bullying back then. Now it seemed they were reliving those old times a little by picking on Kevin again years later now that the latter had signed up to the local gym.

Wavell smirked after having sifted through Zach’s memories and thoughts some more, now knowing everything he needed to know about this so-called straight alpha bro to punish him in the most fitting way possible. But before that he’d need one more person to come over and join them.

“Kevin is it? Could you come over here?” Wavell asked the small nerdy looking guy sitting on a bench not too far away. He’d been trying to avoid eye contact with the situation despite knowing they were talking about him but he couldn’t help being a little shocked that this stranger knew his name. However, as Wavell’s eyes glowed purple, he found himself complying almost immediately and making his way over to the group of hunks.

Wavell nodded. “Now. I want all of you to apologise to him. Or else.”

“Or else what?” Zach scoffed as turned back to look at his bros with an amused look on his face before turning back to face Wavell. “Who the hell do you think you are dude?” The jock turned to Kevin who shuffled in place awkwardly. “Oh. Sorry little baby. Did us being real men hurt your feelings? Bwhahaha!” Like clockwork the rest of the meatheads behind Zach followed his lead, laughing at and mocking Kevin.

Wavell licked his lips. “You know, even if you had apologised to him properly, sorry wouldn’t have been enough to satisfy me anyways.” A wicked grin emerged across his face. Naturally this left all of them looking rather confused and slightly concerned as to what he was implying. Zach even balled up one of his fists in case this stranger was about to try and throw hands with him. Little did they know the fate he truly had in store for them.

In an instant Wavell let out an invisible pulse of magical energy that spread across the entire gym, making everyone else around them in the building become completely oblivious to the group. Now the real fun could begin. Wavell took a step back before outstretching an arm towards Zach and his bros. A purple aura emanated from Wavell’s hand and before the jocks could even comprehend what was happening, their bodies became surrounded in the same aura.

“H-hey! What the fuck!? I can’t move!” One the three behind Zach shouted.

“Me neither bro!” Another added seconds later.

All four men were stuck in place. No matter how much they struggled, none of them could move a single muscle. Completely paralysed by Wavell’s power. All the while Kevin simply stood to the side, watching on in disbelief at what he was seeing but for some reason finding himself not wanting to run away. Instead feeling oddly… safe.

“Now. Cole, Josh and Sam. Start making out.” Wavell commanded.

“What?! We’re not fucking ga-mmmphh.” Josh cut himself off as suddenly he found himself smashing his lips against Cole’s. Their bodies moved on their own as they were forced to press their muscular frames up against one another and start grinding on each other like horny beasts as they took turns pressing their lips together.

Zach could only watch in horror as his straight bros were helplessly swapping spit. Being forced to endure the entire scene by Wavell as Sam grabbed Josh’s ass while Cole began lifting up Sam’s tank top and licking his nipples. On the inside all three men were screaming and cursing for it to stop as each of them began involuntarily getting hard ons which were painfully visible through their sweatpants.

Kevin on the other hand was completely mesmerised by the scene in front of him. So much so that he couldn’t help getting a boner himself. His little 3.5 incher getting so hard at the sight of his bullies getting it on.

“Okay okay that’s enough.” Wavell chuckled as finally the jocks were allowed to pull away from one another after what felt like hours of kissing to them. “Time to stop messing around and get on with the real show.” He claimed while turning his gaze towards Kevin. “You wanna be big right? Big like them?” He asked to which Kevin gave a quick nod in response. “Good.”

Wavell flicked his wrist and suddenly all four jocks began making their way over towards Kevin. At first the smaller man looked worried but Wavell gave him a reassuring look that strangely calmed him right down. Once they all stood in front of Kevin, they each stretched out an arm towards the skinny nerd they’d been teasing before, as if looking for a handshake.

“All you’ve got to do is offer your hand to them Kevin. I’ll take care of the rest.” Wavell encouraged. “Trust me. You’re going to love this.”

With a gulp Kevin did as Wavell said and reached one of his hands out towards the meatheads before him. Before he even had a chance to choose which hand to grab however, all four men swiftly latched onto him at once. Taking his hand and arm and gripping it tightly. Nobody knew what was going on as the jocks glanced back and forth at one another, unable to speak or protest. Nobody except Wavell, that is, who didn’t waste any more time before snapping his fingers…

Suddenly the jocks began to feel… strange. A warm feeling began to grow within them. An oddly pleasant feeling that quickly flooded their entire beings. In the process this warmth began lighting up their pleasure centres to no end causing them to let out a unified groan of pleasure much to Kevin’s confusion. The feeling was intense. Making each one of them begin to feel weak in the knees. So intense in fact that they didn’t even notice that very same warmth cascading down their arms and towards Kevin.

Moments later Kevin would let out a gasp as the warmth that was consuming the jocks began flowing into him almost like an electrical current conducting its way through his body. Immediately Kevin began to feel the same pleasure that his tormentors were feeling… but that wasn’t all.

Energy from the four jocks continued to flow into his body and as it did, his clothes started to feel tighter. It was barely noticeable at first but with every second that passed it became more obvious. Kevin was getting bigger! Gradually his practically non-existent muscles began to inflate. His lanky arms starting to look more toned. His skinny legs beginning to fill out his shorts a little. Even his back started to look a little wider while his formerly flat chest started to take on some definition.

*”Uuuggghh… Mmmppphhfff… ffuuuuuckkkk… W-what’s happening to meeeeee…” Kevin groaned, his voice already starting to sound deeper as he did. More and more power flooding every inch of his body. Filling him up completely and blowing him up bigger and bigger. And it wasn’t just his muscle either! He was getting taller! Before he stood at around 5’7, always having to look up at Zach and his bros, but now he was almost eye level with them!? He had to be about 5’11 now at least!

“Rruuaaaahhh! Bigger! Bigggggeeerrrrrrr!” Kevin roared!

And that’s exactly what happened as his arms continued to inflate to monstrous proportions that Kevin before could’ve only dreamed of as they ripped away at his puny shirt from before. His hands even growing large and meaty to match. Not stopping until he had arms capable of lifting almost any weight in the gym. Biceps and triceps that bulged with such insane strength and mass even when they weren’t flexed. By this point they were even more impressive than Zach’s as powerful veins bulged across Kevin’s thick forearms and over his enormous new biceps.

But that wasn’t all as his pecs ballooned to massive proportions, growing into thick shelves of muscle that sat firmly on his chest, only further accentuated by the growing width of his back and lats. All the while his shoulders bulged to the size of bowling balls causing his upper body to look even more massive! while his neck continued to thicken. Even abs made themselves clear on Kevin’s stomach soon enough

Of course it wasn’t just his upper body that was hulking out though. His legs had been packing on some more insane mass as well! Before long his thighs reached a size so colossal that his shirts just couldn’t handle it anymore as they tore away under the pressure of his giant quads and hams as they bulked bigger and stronger. Strong enough to crush a melon with ease. Even his calves grew significantly in the process. Kevin even let out a sigh of relief as his shoes finally exploded, freeing his feet that’d been growing meatier by the second as they’d seemingly tripled in size. But that wasn’t all as the small butt that Kevin used to own bubbled out into a huge muscle ass that filled out his underwear perfectly.

At last the growth came to an end as the last of the heat from the jocks finished flowing into Kevin. His transformation was complete. And he was HUGE. Kevin looked like an absolute muscle bull that’d dedicated his life to the gym. Now standing at an impressive 6’2 with the physique of a Greek god! Muscles bulging from every direction as he now towered over his former bully’s. All of whom now looked noticeably smaller. And it wasn’t just because Kevin was so huge now. No, it was more than that. Their clothes looked baggier than before and their muscles looked less defined. They weren’t tiny by any means but they certainly didn’t seem as jacked either…

“How do you feel Kevin? Like a fucking hunk I bet!” Wavell laughed.

Kevin grinned as he turned towards the mirror next to them and flexed one of his monstrous biceps in disbelief. Seeing the muscle peak under his control. Not quite believing that the reflection staring back at him was his own. Of course it was still his face, albeit slightly more handsome than before, but the body almost didn’t seem real. But it was. And that only became more evident the more he flexed and propped at himself.

“I feel…” Kevin stopped short for a moment as he tried to gather his thoughts while groping at his own pecs. “I feel… FUCKING INCREDIBLE!” he shouted at last. “I’m fucking massive! I’m a stud! I’m a… a jock…” his cock twitched a little at that last word. Jock. He actually looked like a total jock. And a huge one at that! As much as Zach and his friends had bullied Kevin throughout his life, part of him had always fantasied about being a jock like them. And now he was! “I’M A FUCKING JOCK!”

“You absolutely are bro. A hulking jock.” Wavell agreed, adoring the sight of this former twinky nerd admiring his bulky new body. “All I did was take a fraction of muscle mass and height from each of those douchebags and had it transferred over to you.” Wavell explained.

The warlock looked over to the group of now slightly smaller looking jocks meatheads and sighed. “Alright, you three and can go now.” He waved his hand and suddenly the purple aura surrounding Josh, Cole and Sam dissipated, allowing them to move again at last. Naturally they didn’t waste any time getting the hell out of there, practically scrambling towards the exit in an almost cartoonish fashion out of fear of what might happen to them if they stay. Wavell couldn’t help chuckling a little while Kevin couldn’t care less with how infatuated he was with his own reflection.

“And as for you…” Wavell stepped over towards the remaining bully. The leader of the group. Zach. “We’re going to have just a little more fun.” He whispered, causing Zach to sweat a little. Without warning, Wavell reached his hand around and pulled the front of Zach’s shorts down along with his underwear, revealing his cock. “Damn bro! Not bad at all!” The warlock guffawed. “A hefty set of balls you’ve got here. And a nice fat cock to go with em too. Now let’s just see what it looks like at full mast…” Wavell gripped Zach’s dick tightly and immediately it started to get hard. Zach tried his best to resist but even a straight man was powerless to Wavell’s touch. In seconds he was hard as a rock whether he liked it or not. “Mmmmm… a beautiful seven and a half inches by the looks of it.” Wavell hummed. “What about you Kevin? What’re you packing?”

The huge Adonis of a man blushed slightly. “I uhmm…” He was a little embarrassed to say but he couldn’t help answering the warlock. “I’m… t-three inches hard.” He muttered. Despite all the insane muscle he’d acquired, it seemed by the tiny bulge in his underwear that his dick hadn’t grown along with it.

“Well that won’t do. A massive hunk like yourself deserves a massive cock to go with it all am I right? What do you say bro? Wanna bag yourself a fat seven and a half incher?” Wavell grinned as he gripped and shook Zach's cock like some kind of prize.

Kevin looked down at his crotch and then over at Zach’s heavy package. It wasn’t even a question. “Yes! Gimme that big dick!” He shouted enthusiastically.

Wavell felt Zach’s heartbeat skyrocket. “Oh? You got something to say Zach?” He asked while loosening his hold enough so that Zach could speak again.

“N-n-no! Please! I’m sorry! Don’t take my cock! Anything but that! I’m sorry!” Zach pleaded desperately.

Wavell pursed his lips as he tilted his head side to side. “Hmmmmm… I suppose that apology did sound a little more sincere than the last one…” He pretended to think about it for what felt like an excruciatingly long time. “Buuuuuut unfortunately for you… I don’t care.” He shrugged with a fake smile. “You ready Kevin?”

“NO! NO! PLEASE! NOT MY COOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh” Zach’s final plea quickly faded out into a long moan as Wavell set his magic into action. A glow began surrounding both men’s crotches as their cocks became linked. That’s when it began. Zach’s dick began to shrink at a rapid pace. Going down inch by inch as it became tinier and skinnier all while his balls got lighter and smaller. Kevin’s cock on the other hand grew exponentially. Instantly getting hard as it expanded. Lengthening. Thickening. His balls dropped with a newfound heft to them as they heaved full of potent jock sperm. And as his cock grew girthier, it even developed the very same subtle bend that Zach’s once had until finally Kevin had a cock identical to what Kevin once had bulging in his underwear.

“Aaannnnnnd just a little extra for good measure I’d say.” Wavell added. Upon saying so Zach’s cock shrunk even further down to a measly two inches as Kevin’s juicy dick pushed itself to an even more intimidating eight and a half.

“Fuuuuck yesssss broooooo!” Kevin moaned as he groped his new cock through his briefs, even starting to sound like a jock now. There was a newfound confidence surging through him now. His giant body was one thing but this cock as well made him feel invincible! Like he was the ultimate man! Massive in absolutely every way.

Zach was speechless. Simply looking down at his new dick in both horror and shame. “N-no… no chick is even gonna feel that…” he muttered to himself, thinking of how he was ever gonna fuck a girl again with this tiny cock.

“Oh don’t worry Zach. You’re not gonna be worrying about girls soon enough.” Wavell claimed maliciously. “But first lets beef this body of yours back up a little shall we?” He cooed. In an instant Zach’s body started to inflate once again. Ignoring that first comment Wavell made, part of Zach wanted to be relieved knowing that he’d be getting his lost muscle back. But that’s when he realised he wasn’t bulking up with more muscle. He was bulking up with fat! “Yeahhhhhh! Let’s get you nice and thick!” Wavell shouted.

Zach’s arms grew slightly while becoming less defined due to the fat. His chest also puffed out a little slightly and where his abs once were now sat a small belly. But overall his upper body stayed pretty tame. It was his lower body that really thickened out. His legs for example grew huge with new fat layering on top of the muscle. But what grew the most was his ass. Before it’d been one rather average. Zach had never really trained glutes that much since he, like a lot of straight jocks, thought that it was gay to train glutes. But now his backside was ballooning to life! His ass cheeks growing fatter and bubblier by the second until he adorned the fattest, most colossal bubble ass in the entire gym!

“P-please… no more…” Zach begged, now completely broken.

Wavell stood infront of Zach, now a broken man. But he wasn’t done. Without warning, Wavell grabbed the sides of Zach’s head aggressively and began surging his magic into Zach’s mind. The first thing Wavell did was flush out any trace of Zach’s heterosexuality, erasing it clean from the jock’s mind. He was swift to replace it with an enormous amount of homosexuality instead. Flooding Zach’s brain with gay thoughts of men to the point where he wouldn’t even be able to glance at a male figure without getting horny. But not just that, Wavell also removed most of Zach’s free will and replaced it with a much more subservient nature.

“Aaannnnd one final touch.” Wavell murmured as he reached around and stuffed a hand down the back of Zach’s shorts and used a little magic to make his hole perfectly tight yet also eager for cock. “Perfect.” Wavell said as he stood back and admired his handiwork. Seeing the dumb grin he now had on his face.

“Jesus… what did you do to him?” Kevin asked curiously. Confused as to why, despite everything that'd happened, Zach looked weirdly content.

“You’ll see.” Wavell smirked. Then without hesitation he gave Zach a slap across the face. “Get on your knees bitch!” He commanded. “Do what your master tells you to do like a good slut!” He barked at the once cocky jock. And in an instant Zach dropped to his knees, doing exactly as he was told. “Good. Now worship my legs.” The command rang through Zach’s mind and right away he began kissing and massaging Wavell’s thick calves and thighs like a helpless servant.

“Holy fuck…” was all Kevin could say as he looked on.

Moments later Wavell grabbed Zach by his hair and pulled him back up. “Alright that’s enough you little whore.” He said before turning and pointing at Kevin. “You see that massive ducking stud there. He’s your master now. You will do everything he tells you to do without question. Got it?”

Zach nodded swiftly as his gaze turned to Kevin. Looking up and down at the man like he was a god. And to Zach, that’s exactly what he was now.

“There you go bro. All yours.” Wavell gave Zach’s huge new ass a heavy slap as he sent him over to Kevin. “Now he’ll be or do whatever you want him to.”

Naturally Kevin had to play around with this a little. Wanting to test out the newfound power he had over his former bully, he commanded him to do a plethora of things. One of which being to worship Kevin’s new body. He still couldn’t get enough of how fucking massive he was now. Absolute fucking muscle bull. So when Zach started admiring his biceps, kissing and squeezing them, Kevin couldn’t help losing himself in the power. Allowing himself to slip further into a more dominant alpha male attitude much to Wavell’s delight. He couldn’t help it. This giant body and dick and allowed him to feel a level of confidence and downright superiority he never imagined he’d experience. And yet here he was. Forcing Zach to squeeze his pecs and squashing his former bully’s face into his fat new bulge and forcing him to sniff and lick at it through his underwear.

“Now get on the floor and show off that fat fucking ass for me!” Kevin commanded and Zach did exactly that. Getting down as quickly as possible and arching his back as he shoved his big bubble butt up in the air.

“Gooooooood.” Kevin grumbled as he pushed down his briefs at last, freeing his eight and a half incher. He got down on the floor behind Zach and with a lick of his lips, he stuffed his face between those giant ass cheeks, causing the slutty jock to moan in ecstasy. He kept his face pressed in there for a good minute or two before finally deciding to grab the waistband of Zach’s shorts and tugging them down just enough to free that enormous ass.

Wavell watched on with a smug look on his face as he admired the scene before him. The scene that he’d created. Groping at his own crotch while watching Kevin stick his tongue inside Zach’s hungry hole much to the latter’s delight. And it was even more amusing to him to be able to look around at the gym to see all the other gym goers be oblivious to the lewd scene happening right before their eyes. But unfortunately he couldn’t stick around. Dane was probably wondering what the hell was taking him so long. He was just about to say his farewell and leave the two men to it… until a fun little idea crossed his mind.

“Hey you two. You look like you’re both having fun but my boyfriend is waiting for me in the showers. You wanna come join us?” Wavell wiggled his eyebrows a little and the mischievous grin on Kevin’s face was all the answer he needed.

———

Back in the changing rooms, Dane was already under the shower rinsing off. He’d been waiting ages for Wavell to join and just as he was about to get out and go look for his boyfriend, a familiar pair of muscular arms wrapped around him from behind.

“Finally. You took your sweet time.” Dane commented as he glanced over his shoulder to see Wavell’s gorgeous face smiling back at him innocently. “So what it is you were really doing out there.” He asked with a raised eyebrow,

“Can’t get anything past you can I?” Wavell planted a kiss on the back of Dane’s neck. “Well I might’ve had a little fun punishing a few assholes and rewarding a lucky guy.”

Dane rolled his eyes with a chuckle. He knew Wavell couldn’t help himself. “So what did they think of whatever fun changes you made to them?” He questioned

“Ask em yourself.”

Immediately on cue, Both Kevin and Zach join the couple in the shower. Dane turned to see the men. One with a fat ass looking dazed and horny while the other one was an absolute tank of muscle looking down on them with a cocky smirk. Dane didn’t know which one was turning him on more!

“Fucking hell babe…” was all Dane could say as he looked between his boyfriends most recent subjects. And before long all four horny men were going at it under the hot steaming water of the showers. Flip fucking each other endlessly as they jumped between partners until everyone’s holes had been fucked and their cum practically painted the walls. And judging by the dumb slutty look on Zach’s face by the end of it all, Wavell had to say he probably gave the former douchebag turned gay whore the best punishment possible.

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