Guardian

Guardian

To say I disliked going on these hunting trips with my dad and his friends would be an understatement. The truth was I absolutely hated them. What could possibly be fun about chasing innocent defenseless creatures and killing them? I at least could not see the fun in it.

The only silver lining on these hunting trips was my dad’s best friend Daniel. Though he was absolutely obnoxious, loud and arrogant, always boasting about his latest premium cigars or hook-ups with women, I couldn’t help but feel incredibly attracted to him. There was just something about that rough voice, hairy body and that rugged beard that kept me hooked. It would not be far to say that the only reason I kept coming with them was to see Daniel and perhaps hope he would somehow feel the same way towards me. That however would surely never happen as he made it very clear how incredibly homophobic he was every time he and my dad talked about “those faggots”.

Oh well, at least I got to stare at his wonderful firm butt every time we went out for a hunting session.

This year the hunting trip took place in a new forest we had never been to before. I could only guess my dad and his friends had scared away all the animals in the last forest. After setting up the camp in a secluded spot near the outskirts of the forest, we immediately began preparing the hunting equipment. I could literally feel them oozing out of anticipation for the hunt. God, I already felt bad for any animal crossing their path today.

As we trekked through the woods searching for prey, Daniel was walking in front of me, breaking every branch and stepping on every mushroom along the way. As we got deeper and deeper into the woods, the exertion began to show on everyone. My dad began panting, Daniel started to sweat and took off his shirt, while I slowly fell behind everyone. I did not mind though as I could smell Daniel’s musky odour oozing towards me. That mixed with the smoky scent of his cigar gave me such a hard-on, I could only hope no one would turn around and see it. Anyway, it was through these kinds of experiences that I realized my affinity for nature and... men.

I was suddenly interrupted by my thoughts when Daniel’s big burly hands pulled out in front of me, stopping me before signaling me to lay low. Apparently they had found their first prey. Slowly climbing towards a bush, we positioned ourselves strategically around it. Curiously, I peeked above it to see a herd of deer nibbling on grass. There had to be at least fifteen of them; bucks, does and even a few fawns. Sitting back down slowly, I suddenly heard a crunch under my foot. I had stepped on a branch. Alarmed, the herd immediately sprang into action and ran off into different directions. Almost instinctively, my dad and his friend jumped up and ran after them, leaving just me and Daniel.

“Shit! You’re goddamn worthless!” Daniel said as he stood up and kicked me to the side, before running off in a direction he had seen some does and fawns run to. Picking myself up, I rubbed my bruised rib cage for a second before running after Daniel.

Following the trail of broken branches and that strong musky smell I knew all too well, I found Daniel leaning quietly against a big oak while gripping his rifle. Upon seeing me, he frowned before signaling me to come over. As I stepped towards him, he suddenly grabbed me in a chokehold, pressing his mouth close to my ear.

“You better not ruin this for me, okay? Just be quiet and don’t fucking move. Is that clear, faggot?” he whispered spitefully in my ear before releasing me and turning back to whatever he was watching. Catching my breath, I suddenly realized what he had called me - a faggot. I’m guessing my “appreciation” of his body had not gone unnoticed. Our conversation was suddenly interrupted by the rustling of the bushes.

"Got ya!" He sneered, his eyes now focused and completely disregarding me. Shoving me aside he clenched his rifle and intently searched for the cause of the sound - like a predator just waiting to pounce onto his prey. Curiously I began crawling my way towards him, only to have him give me yet another annoyed glance before telling me to stay low with shushes and hand gestures. I think I did pretty well quietly crawling my way next to him this time without stepping on branches. I peeked over the bush to see the target of Daniel's attention; a wide open glade with a small fawn staring confusingly around itself. Probably having lost its way from the rest of the pack, it was now easy prey for Daniel and his friends.

"Look. This is how a real man does it." He whispered to me as he slowly pulled up his rifle and aimed it towards the fawn. The armpits of his shirt were now drenched with sweat, probably from anticipation and joy. After all, he would be the first one to catch a prey in this new place.

Normally I'd keep my attention towards Daniel’s flexed guns instead of watching the slaughter of an innocent life, anything to keep my mind off all the blood and gore, but when the fawn quietly grunted I just had to turn my attention towards it. It was shaking. It looked so scared and weak, its legs barely holding it up and its eyes anxiously searching for any sign of its parents. My heart broke and I realized I just couldn't let this defenseless, innocent creature lose its life to someone as horrible as Daniel. So... without even thinking it through I grabbed the closest branch I could find and chucked it towards the fawn. Alerted by it, it quickly noticed our presence before scurrying away into the bushes. Just in time too as Daniel's shot completely missed its target.

"Shit!" He screamed as he jumped out of the bush and ran after it. He shot two more times towards it before realizing it was long gone. I ran after him too, and stopped beside him as we stood in the middle of the glade - staring towards the direction where the fawn had run off.

I turned to my side to see Daniel's reaction, and as expected his rugged face showed both disappointment and frustration at the same time. Disappointed for missing his shot, and frustration most likely towards me. Realizing he had lost his only prey for the day, he turned towards me and grabbed me by my arms. His thick bulging biceps held me firmly in place.

"What did you do that for?!! I knew you were a worthless piece of shit, but this... this takes the cake!" He yelled while he shook me back and forth. "I knew I should've told your dad to never bring you along!"

"I-I-It was just a baby..." I  tried to justify myself for him, though deep down I was actually proud of what I had done.

"WHO FUCKING CARES!! It's just a walking piece of meat for us humans to consume anyway!" Daniel yelled, as he was getting even more agitated by me answering. His face grew more and more red and his grip around me became even harder and stronger.

You are a walking piece of meat I'd like to consume, I thought amusingly to myself as he stopped shaking me and stared crazily at me. His hot smoky breath blew against my face and I couldn't help but feel my bulge grow at the situation I was in; a hot and sweaty Daniel was holding me and breathing down my face. I couldn't help but smirk at my predicament.

"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!! YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!!!" His eyes burned with fury and madness, so much that even I began to get a little bit scared. That's also when he looked down and noticed my still growing bulge. "You get off on this don't you... you faggot." he said, no longer shouting and sounding furious. His grip also became a little bit looser. However, there was obviously hatred and some hint of madness left in his voice.

"Your dad should've done this to you a long time ago..." he said calmly. I could no longer sense any kind of emotion in his voice. Before I could even react I felt his strong rugged hands wrap around my throat and my back hit the hard yet grassy ground. I was in so much in shock that it took me a few seconds before I realized that Daniel was on top of me, his hands around my neck, and that I could no longer breathe. Knowing that there was no one within these woods that would come to my aid I was sure this is where I would die. Yet, as I was pinned down under him, on the verge of being strangled to death, I couldn’t help but keep thinking about his big bulge pressing against me. To think that I would finally be this close to the object of my desire just moments before I die.

Smiling happily, I tried to take one last breath, breathing in Daniel’s natural body odor, and seeing the madness in his face rising before I felt my consciousness slip away...

.....

It was brief though as I soon jolted awake. Finding myself still on the ground with Daniel on top of me, I looked up to see him no longer staring down at me with his crazed face. Instead he was looking straight forward with a face of wonder and fear. His grip now loose around my throat I began trying to wiggle free. Only managing to feel his bulge rub against my stomach, he effortlessly pushed me down again stopping my attempt.

Letting go of just one hand around my throat, he reached out behind him and fumbled around with the rifle on the ground. Before he had a chance to pull it up though, a gust of wind suddenly came blowing out of nowhere. For me it seemed like a small breeze, but it apparently had a different effect on Daniel as he suddenly lost his grip on me and was flung a few meters away. His huge body literally flew across the sky before he landed on his back with a loud thud, supposedly knocking him unconscious.

Free of the weight I slowly pulled myself up before cautiously turning around to see what Daniel had been staring at. Expecting a bear or something I was instead greeted by the sight of a majestic buck.

With its tall entangling crown that reached up towards the sky, its silky white fur shimmering under the sunlight and its big eyes glowing in a ghostly shade of blue. I could only stand there transfixed at the creature in front of me. It also took me a few seconds to notice the small fawn standing behind one of the buck’s hind legs, the same one that I had managed to let run off earlier. They both stood there still as statues and just stared at me, not even blinking once.

Uncertain of where I would go from here, a voice suddenly echoed among the trees, its words vibrating my very core.

“I am the Guardian Spirit of this Forest and you humans are soiling its ground with your violence and bloodlust. I will not tolerate any more of this. You shall be punished!” Those last words echoing deep and hard. “However, I saw your actions and sensed a strong and compassionate soul within you, one worthy of my blessing. For saving the young one I shall grant you one wish of your desire. Choose now before I change my mind.”

I barely had time to comprehend what had happened or what the voice had told me, but I sure knew what a wish meant. Thinking about it for a short while, I realized I couldn’t decide on anything. There’s just too much to choose from. I was just about to decline the offer when I heard some groaning behind me. Turning around I saw Daniel’s hairy sweaty body still on the ground, looking just as amazing as always, and that’s when I realized exactly what I wanted. Turning back to the majestic buck I pointed a finger towards Daniel’s still somewhat unconscious body and answered with determined look on my face:

“I want that.” Not completely sure myself what I meant with it.

“As you wish. May your life be long and compassion guide your way.” the voice echoed one last time before the gust of wind came back. This time it was so powerful I could barely stand. Bracing myself, I felt my feet give in and I lost my balance. Expecting to get flung away like Daniel, I instead felt my weak body rip itself from my very being (soul, essence, life force), and flying even further away than Daniel.

Looking down I found myself no longer in possession of a body, instead I seemed to have transformed into a glowing sphere. Floating in the air like I was some kind of wisp, I felt light and free, and no longer bound to the physical world.

Barely a second had passed before another gust of wind came, this time blowing towards Daniel’s unconscious body. Watching it all happen, I saw Daniel’s body arching its back before a similar spherical object was forcefully pulled out from his chest. Dragging it along, the wind seemed to know exactly where it was going as it directed the glowing sphere right back into my old body. With a big “oomph” it was pushed into my weak scrawny body, leaving me floating there next to Daniel’s now empty shell.

It wasn’t hard for me to puzzle everything together and I knew exactly what needed to be done. Floating towards the empty vessel, I found my floating form hovering right above his body. Looking down at the body I had admired for so long, my gaze turned towards his broad beefy chest. So big, so strong, so hairy, I knew that it would be the perfect gateway to my new life.

As my wispy form slowly began to sink down into his meaty and furry chest, I could not help but stare up at his rugged and handsome face. To think that that bearded face, strong jawline and piercing deep eyes would soon be mine made me shiver in anticipation as I pushed myself down harder. Within a few seconds I had fully entered Daniel’s body.

Slowly but surely I felt my wisp form spread out within his body, flowing down his toes, up his fingertips, and into his growing erection. I could feel his body beginning to shake vigorously as it adapted to its new owner, and if I didn’t know better I’m pretty sure it was experiencing pure pleasure and even orgasmed as my spirit made its flesh feel complete again.

Lastly, as I filled out his head I felt my non-physical form finally mould and shape itself into an exact replica of Daniel. I figured I was now a clone of Daniel in spirit form, trapped within Daniel’s physical body. Before anything else happened though... I suddenly blacked out.

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Waking up with the sun shining in my eyes, I felt the soft moss and ground on my back, thinking I had simply fallen asleep. Stretching out a hand to shield my eyes against the sun, I was met with a big burly hand instead of my usual slim one. Staring at the hand for a while, I suddenly recalled everything that had transpired before. How I had saved a fawn from Daniel, met the Guardian Spirit of the Forest, and granted me one wish that allowed me to put my spirit within Daniel’s body.

Pushing myself up, I looked down to see my new body. Sure enough I was greeted with the same dirty hunting clothes Daniel had been wearing. Patting myself down with my new big hands, I could feel my thick biceps and bulky hairy body underneath all the clothes. It felt so euphoric being able to touch the body of my deepest desires with its own mighty hands. Soon enough, one of those hands found themselves inside my pants, fondling my new thick cock. Groping around Daniel’s beefy body, I realized I had forgotten the most important thing, the thing I could never get enough of. Lifting one of my thick arms up I turned my head towards his armpit and gave it a huff.

I was greeted with the strong and sweet musky odour that I fell in love with the first time I met him. Like a drug, I kept taking long deep breaths, savouring more and more of my new musky scent. Prying my other arm away from my now rock hard cock, I brought my big burly hand up to my nose and inhaled.

Woah! I was blown away by the even more intoxicating smell and almost ejaculating right then and there. It probably smelled a hundred times stronger, better and more pungent than his armpit. To think Daniel held such a treasure hidden underneath all his clothes!

Turning my head back and forth between my armpit and my hand, I suddenly realized that I no longer needed to go on these hunting trips anymore just to glance at Daniel or get a whiff of his scent. After all, I could do that whenever I wanted now, as it is MY reflection and MY musky odour! That very thought sent me over the edge as I massively came over and over again, completely soaking the underwear with Daniel’s semen. No, MY semen.

With cum slowly dripping down my hairy legs, I turned around wondering how Daniel was doing in my body, expecting him to wake up and freak out anytime soon. Much to my surprise though, what I saw was instead a small fawn standing in a pile of my old clothes. Its fur seemingly has the same shade of auburn as my old hair. Having laid there watching me for who knows how long, its eyes suddenly met mine and quickly turned into an expression of hatred and disgust.

I took a step towards it with my pants still sticky with residue, when I accidentally stumbled over the rifle laid on the ground. Seeing the rifle beneath my feet, the fawn’s expression suddenly turns into that of fear. Quickly pushing itself up, it clumsily scurried away into the woods, almost like it had never walked with four legs before, before it disappeared among the many bushes and trees.

Not completely sure what had happened I picked up the rifle and Daniel’s cigar box and set off towards the camp. All the way back I kept enjoying the taste of a premium smoke and the feel of my cum-soaked underwear squishing against my crotch. I could definitely get used to it.

---

Back at the camp, we all turned up with nothing to show. Some of the guys even said the forest must be haunted and that they felt watched wherever they went. I knew it wasn’t exactly haunted, but I played along anyways.

My dad started to panic as he realized I was not with me (or Daniel... well, that's technically me now... whatever, you get it). He kept asking me why I hadn’t watched over his son, which I lied to and said that I told him to go back to camp before I ran after the herd.

As my dad and his friends panicked and made several calls everywhere including the cops, I simply stood there staring at them while completely unfazed at what was happening.

After all, I knew exactly where I was - safe within Daniel’s body. I took one last long inhale to drink in the musky smell oozing from my hairy and sweaty body before joining “my” friends in the chaos.

Epilogue

It’s been a few years since that fateful day that changed my life. My old clothes were found a few days later inside a bear’s den - shredded and tattered. How it got there beats me, but the authorities proclaimed me as dead and the case was never brought up again.

Although I now looked, sounded and smelled like Daniel, I had “become” a completely different man. Making improvements to my new life, everyone was greatly surprised when Daniel became a more kind, passionate and caring person. What shocked them even more though was when I came out as gay, explaining how all my homophobic actions had been a way to hide my own true feelings.

As expected, almost all of Daniel’s friends left or stopped talking to me. That included “my” own homophobic dad, which I was kind of happy for since he was the last tie to my old life.

Leaving those hunting days behind me, I began to help animals in need and even helped build a new shelter for them. It was through these actions that I met my husband, a kind and handsome scout leader in his thirties wishing to stop animal hunters from harming any further wildlife. Seeing as we both had the same goal it was only natural we fell in love and started dating. We moved around helping different shelters, got engaged a few months after that, before finally deciding to settle down by the very same forest I lost and gained a life. We built our own cottage, which we made into our home while also providing shelter for any animal in need.

Nowadays I spend my days keeping a watchful eye on the woods by making sure not a single hunter or poacher takes even one step inside this sacred forest.

Sitting there on the porch with one hand down my pants while waiting for my husband to finish his round, I raise one of my arms for a minute and let its smell mix with the cigar in my mouth. Taking a small huff of the aroma I had grown to love so much over these past years, my own body’s musky odour and the deep smell of my favourite brand of smoke, I sat back and relaxed.

My mind began to wander, and with a smile on my face I thought to myself: the small fawn I had seen run off back then must surely have found its way home, just as I had found my forever home - within Daniel’s amazing body.

The End

A remake of one of my own stories! I decided to revisit a favourite story of my own from a few years back, only to realize it never picked up as much steam as I thought. So I thought I'd try it again, with a newer model that I just recently discovered! I really think he fit the story, and I hope you guys enjoyed it as well! /Verus

Adjusting To New Life

“Let’s start this routine” said Peter to himself as he takes off his clothes and tosses it

He never visit gym before but since he suddenly drained Steve, the soccer team captain, muscle in a horrible accident in the chemistry lab, instead of the library, Peter (now he prefer to be called Pete) now found himself in gym or training with the other soccer team member. At first, they reluctantly agree to accept that their real team captain now turned into nerd and they have to accept the nerd that they once bullied together became their team captain but as the time goes by, they just act like Pete has been the team captain since the first time. He’s less nerdy too now but still a lot nicer compared to Steve’s authoritative and self-centered attitude.

The change is not only affecting the physique, but also their mentality and knowledge, but not too drastic. For simple, Peter now have the knowledge about sports, especially soccer and how to live healthy and keep his body fit. There’s also an additional dash of sex knowledge and how to please women now in his mind, but he lose some of his academic intelligence. He can’t do even the simplest Math equation and algebra seems like an alien-type of knowledge. For the once dumb Steve, the rush of new knowledge in terms of academic things make him curious even more, he wanted to know more about the knowledge that he just gain, making him spending time in the library more, a place that he never want to even walk through before all of this.

“Hey, Pete” said Alexandra to Pete who’s busy lifting weights

“Oh, hey…..umh…..,” said Pete, trying to recall about who is Alexandra. He puts down his weight and make his way to the girl in the hoodie

“Alexandra, Pete. Alex,”

“Oh yeah, Alex! Wassup?”

“I just want to stop by and asking your condition,”

“Well, I’m fine, as you can see. Now, could you please leave, I know I sounded too harsh but I’ve some busy schedule for the next 4 hours. I should finish this before 6 because I’ve soccer practice too tonight, so, I’m sorry,”

“Wow…..that’s quite harsh. You don’t even ask how am I doing…….” Said Alex, clearly disappointed

“Look, Alex. I don’t have time to chit chat with some former best friend. You know what happen to me, my memories fucked up, I don’t even think my biological parents as my real parents now simply because all I can think is that my actual parents is Steve’s even though I know it’s not true, so please leave,”

Alexandra leaves in tear and then  Pete just stared to her fading figure and chuckled ironically

“Fuck, I don’t even have any clue about who is that bitch actually, prolly some pathetic geek wishing to be close with me,”

And then he’s back to finish his routine

Skillful Masseuse

A gift for @mindmelter

"How does he feel? All good inside of him?"

"Man.....you really did some number down there. Fuck, my mind feels foggy, I think you really managed to squeezed out every last bit of him that I don't want to consume,"

"Yeah well, practice makes perfect. You are like....what, my 78th guy or something? It's unacceptable if I cannot empty a guy consistently by the time I reached the 50th guy. Ah, yeah, the 50th guy, that was the biggest one, and the one giving me the toughest fight,"

"Well, entertain me while I recover then. Tell the story,"

"Oh, okay. So, it's this guy named Tamir. A big tank of a guy, Russian or something along those lines. As you know, I never started from the face for direct takeover rightaway, I started it as a real massage to lower their guard down. But of course I lathered your kind all over the body so you guys can scan the body first and absorb all the muscle memory while numbing it to the point of temporary paralysis. I think he noticed something is wrong right away because he immediately grunted

"Grrr.....why the fuck...uhhh... your oil is so fucking cold??? This is like...ffhhhuuuhh.... fucking frost bite,"

"It's what makes it special, just calm down sir. This will start to feel real good soon," I said to him back then to calm him down.

Yes he eventually calmed down, but moments later, when I lathered your kind on his neck, he started to tremble as he realized that his whole body already stiffened.

It was too late, of course, and soon I witnessed the whole liquid merged into one form and moved upward. Imagine my surprise when he flailed like a fish getting captured, his body trembled violently I thought it would snap in half and he even fell from the massage board! I legit thought your kind failed to tame him, I almost sprayed an entire bottle to his face out of panic. But luckily, he dropped back to the floor like a log as your kind rolled into his wide-open mouth. Of course he then proceeded to gave me the harshest fuck I ever received, I was unable to walk normally for 4 days and have to cancel some appointment because of that. He, being inside a shady businessman, just chuckled when I confronted him about my injury and simply thrown me 20,000 dollar as if it was nothing

"Just shut up and keep on converting, whore. You're not going to talk back to my kind as if we did not pay you back way better than what you serviced us," he said to me

"Wow, that's rude," lamented the latest client, towel already dropped to the floor

"Yeah, very. But he humiliated me further when he pointed out about my raging hard-on,"

"HAHAHAHAHAH, you got hard from all that? Man, that's on you! Me, if I got disrespected like that, oh I wouldn't let that slide,"

"Well, I did inform the most senior out of all of you for the 50th guy verbal insult. Let's just say, he got punished properly for crossing the line against me,"

"Oh fuck......what happened?"

"Oh, you'll know by yourself later. Your kind love to tell stories and gather around in country clubs etc. acting like you are talking about big business stuff when you are all just in fact sharing sex stories and scandals of your own kind. My message is, just don't be a dick to me and you'll be fine,"

"But I can put a dick inside of you, and I'll be totally fine, right?" smirked the taken over scientist, his cock elongated to a decent 7 incher and throbbed excitedly

"How else you guys would pay me after all?" Andrew said with a smirk, the fateful encounter earlier this year really turned everything around for him

----

Andrew has been a masseuse for the past 2 years, but his clientele remained small and he required an extra job just to stay afloat, especially with the cost of living that skyrocketed. Of course he would never expect that somehow his massage oil package got tainted by a mad scientist with a confidential project currently worked on by NASA.

Surprised to see the ripped package in his front porch after his day job, plus the fact that he got an appointment later that evening with no more oil left, Andrew decided not to complain or requesting refund about the opened packages.

Everything went per usual. The client, named Zaid, is a regular, so he casually just stripped to his underwear and let Andrew worked his way. Just imagine Andrew's surprise when his client that seemed fine for the earlier part of the massage suddenly started to speak about the stiffness all over his body.

Andrew checked the bottle of the oil and the expiry still lasted for some times, so this is not the oil issue. Is it his movement, then? When he started to get frantic, his surprise doubled when a translucent, viper-like creature the size of a pencil hovered right below Zaid's lips. That viper-like creature, within seconds, then jabbed itself into Zaid's nose and that made him yelled in pain. That's when the creature split into two and infiltrated Zaid from both his mouth and his nose. It all happened so quickly, Andrew didn't even manage to scream as he just froze in his place, thinking that his client just died under his watch caused by some kind of freak creature. But everything turned out to be far from over as the once-screaming-and-writhing Zaid calmed himself down before opening his eyes. That's when Zaid then said

"Hello, human. Nice to meet you,"

And of course Andrew passed out

He woke up with the morning light already entered the apartment, only to realize that he's no longer in his apartment and Zaid is walking around shirtless

"Oh hey there you, finally, you wake up!"

"Oh God, Zaid, are you okay? Your body no longer feel stiff? What about that creat---"

"Pssst.....stop that. Here, let me show you what I've learned while you fell asleep,"

And that afternoon, not only Zaid shared about all his findings, he also revealed that the he's actually no longer Zaid, as the viper-like creature is already in control of his body. It explained its origin, the test NASA conducted on them and the experimentation they conducted, the mechanics on the takeover, and how Zaid already take the decision to uproot Andrew from his flat and take the masseuse under his wing

"Zaid here got plenty of friends that can be used for my kind. Will you kindly help us?"

And so, the takeover spree started. The easiest one? Zaid's roommate who was surprised when Zaid revealed that they would have additional occupant in the apartment. When the roomie protested, Zaid just sprayed him with the oil right on his face as it then stiffened moments later.

"This makes for a quick takeover, but I find it not as hot as when you unknowingly rubbed my kind all over the human body. I want you to use that skillful hand of yours and give those oblivious human the most pleasure possible before they realized how fucked they are,"

His taken over roomie quickly agreed,

"I have to rub one out before finally feeling this good. So, stick to your method and ensure all our kind received this Earth-shattering entrance as they ride on that orgasmic wave of pushing over the last remnant of the original owner of the bodies, okay? Melt their mind into cum!"

That's exactly what Andrew did ever since. With Zaid and his roommie giving rave reviews about Andrew, soon, Andrew's clientele grew massively. It reached stratospheric high he never dared to dream before thanks to the alien-converted men that endorsed him despite Andrew's so-so massaging skill. But, practice indeed makes perfect and Andrew indeed gets better at his craft with more clients handled by him as his hands methodically kneading, cupping and applying pressure with his special oil all over the body of his clients.

When they got too comfortable and their bodies already numb, that's when the alien strikes and mere minutes later, a brand new entity is in possession of the fine studs. Have they ever seen it coming? Up until now, none, never, not once, based on the memory reading of the possessed. All of them too relaxed to even put up a fight, not even the strongest man can get out from the trap and most of them even thought that the massage was that good, their body turned hella weak.

With still a bottle left, Andrew is about to finish his duty helping the alien. But it's not like the alien ever thinking to dispose him. Instead, the alien wanted to introduce Andrew to their savior. Based on their latest intel, the scientist is alive but he's in hiding as countless government organization is on the lookout for him and also still searching where the heck the scientist disposed the last surviving bits of the alien samples. Of course they will never suspect the alien samples to be poured into 5 different bottle of massage oil in a random New Mexico's suburb.

"Cmon now, what are you waiting for? The real Hasyim wouldn't even let your disgusting gay self being this close to him, so dig in,"

Surya smirked devilishly, his plan to corrupt his straight and religious (but fucking hot!) roommate really come to fruition. The spirit he casted using the spell last night has been turning Hasyim's behavior upside down with the latest tattoo addition on his biceps, that skimpy underwear he worn shamelessly in their shared housing, the smoking and at last, the lustful dom attitude that Surya dreamed on Hasyim ever since he laid eyes on the no-fuss, totally polite and pious 29 years old senior PR associate. Unfortunately for Hasyim, he got a devious roommate next door in the form of the lustful and very horny Surya that would go the extra mile to satisfied his lust and desires