3000 Followers! Thank You So Much!

3000 Followers! Thank you so much!

We just reached 3000 followers on here and I really just want to thank you everyone who's stuck by over the past few years. I really love writing and morphing pics, and even though my updates aren't following a certain schedule, I will be here for the long run.

I can't wait to see what the future holds!

❤️ UltraM0th

My boyfriend wondered why this place was called "Nub Beach". Apparently, there is a curse in which every stud who steps foot on the sand has their cock shrink to a meager 1.5 inches.

I hope he won't be mad when he notices...

He's smiling because no one can tell that his little nub is rock hard onstage.

Messing with the Delivery Man

Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4 │ Part 5 │ Part 6

As time passed, everyone settled in nicely at Blue’s house. Nick and Kevin had adjusted really well to their new lives as gay pop stars who also streamed their sexual antics. Wolfe had completely given into his new identity as a bodybuilder who was very big but wasn’t very bright. Lastly, Lee had one-hundred percent allowed himself to become Daddy: a horny dom who ordered the rest of the guys in the house around, yet who still had a major soft spot for all of them.

All four of them had even gotten their own OnlyFans accounts. They utilized their new identities expertly to garner scores of followers who lusted after their sexy forms, eagerly awaiting each new post like it was life-saving water.

Blue loved living with his four boyfriends, and he couldn’t think of a way life with them could get any better. 

One lazy Saturday, Daddy and Blue were lounging together on Daddy’s chair. Given his immense muscled dad bod, Daddy laid on the chair while Blue virtually rested atop the bigger man. As he cuddled against the hairy stud, Blue’s fingers lazily twirled through the thick pelt on Daddy’s chest, loving the way the larger man would gasp at the sensation every now and then.

It was just the two of them, seeing as how Kevin and Nick were currently in Los Angeles, recording a new album together. Wanting to play into Nick’s new cowboy persona, the duo had opted to go for a more pop-country route. The album cover had been planned well before any of the tracks had been recorded, consisting of the bare chested brothers wearing cowboy hats. Kevin was on all fours while Nick sat on top of him, riding him like a horse. Wolfey had gone with them, acting as their bodyguard given his guard dog instincts. Although he was really a big cuddly teddy bear, the humongous bodybuilder was an intimidating sight to see with his massive musculature.

The football game was on, and whenever a commercial break aired, Blue would take this an opportunity to mess with Daddy. The second he heard some random fast food ad, he coyly moved his hand upwards to playfully thumb at Daddy’s nubby nipple. 

“Mmmm,” Daddy moaned, his pecs flexing instantly as his toes curled at the sensation of his boyfriend playing with his sensitive chest. “You better finish what you started.”

He placed a large hand gently on the back of Blue’s head, shoving his face down towards his pecs. On cue, Blue latched onto the other man’s nipple with his mouth, lapping at the hard nub with his tongue, eliciting bellowing moans from the large man. Had he been wearing his jockstrap, a large tent would’ve been formed by now. However, since Daddy was completely naked, his hard cock bobbed and swayed in the air as he squirmed at the onslaught of hormones that his tiny boyfriend suckling on his nipples gave him.

Just as he was about the blow, the doorbell rings.

“Damn it,” Daddy grunted, annoyed that his special time with Blue was interrupted. His goatee-framed frown was prominent on his face.

“It’s okay, Daddy,” Blue reassured him as he slowly got off the other man. “It’s probably just UPS delivering that game I ordered. I’ll get it.”

Daddy huffed as he quickly stood up, placing a big hand onto Blue’s slender shoulder. “I’ll get it,” he grunted, lumbering towards the door. His broad back swayed to and fro with every powerful step the man took, his still-hard cock bobbing in the air in front of him as he moved.

“Um, Daddy?” Blue piped up. “You’re still naked.”

Daddy rolled his eyes and he groaned loudly. “I don’t give a fuck,” he grunted as he continued towards the front door. “It’s my damn house. I can be naked if I wanna. And you better be ready by the time I get back!”

The burly man threw open the front door, allowing his hairy dad bod and throbbing cock to be on full display to the neighborhood.

On the other side of the door was a young delivery man dressed up in his work uniform which consisted of a tight brown, button down shirt and some really short shorts. It was evident that the stud worked out because the top three buttons of his work shirt were left undone, revealing a very impressive pec cleft that was covered by dark, manly chest hair that matched the same dark color as the hair on his head. His square jaw was dusted in stubble that complimented his masculine look.

On his shirt, the hunk wore a name tag which read out, “Ethan”.

“What?” Daddy grunted impatiently. He crossed his beefy arms in front of his bare chest as he stared down the delivery man, still miffed that his sexy time with Blue had gotten interrupted.

Ethan’s eyes widened at the sight of the naked man. It was a pretty open neighborhood, so he wasn’t unaccustomed to seeing a nude customer every now and then. However, as he handed the naked guy a box, he spotted Blue standing in the background.

Both Daddy and Blue could see the way Ethan rolled his eyes, however, only Daddy was able to hear the cocky young man mutter under his breath, “Great, a bunch of queers…”

Instinctually, Daddy could feel his protective instincts click and he snarled at the other guy who dared to insult his boyfriend, Blue. He glanced over his broad shoulder and gave Blue a knowing, mischievous smirk before his arm shot out at lightening speed to snag a tight grip onto Ethan’s collar. He yanked the man inside the house and tossed him onto the ground in the living room.

Ethan sputtered as he tried to regain his bearings from being roughly manhandled. “What the fuck, Dude?” he balked as he jumped to his feet.

Daddy closed and locked the front door before storming into the living room where the other two men were. “This little punk thought that it’d be a great idea to call us a couple of queers,” Daddy grimaced as he stared down Ethan. He puffed out his beefy chest to look even bigger so as to intimidate the shorter man.

It worked, and Ethan trembled a little in his spot. However, he attempted to square his jaw and look unbothered. “What of it?” he huffed. “All I was doing was telling the truth. Shit, what you two are doing is unnatural—”

Fed up with his homophobic attitude, Daddy stomped forward and wrapped one of his bulky arms around Ethan’s torso to hold him place, while he used his other hand to grip the stud’s chin to force him to stare directly at Blue.

“Do it,” Daddy ordered.

Blue smirked as he fished his trusty pocket watch out of his front pocket and held it up in front of the struggling delivery man’s face.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” Ethan yelled as he tried to thrash around to get out of Daddy’s hold, but the other man was way stronger than him. His face was turning red with frustration and all of his impressive muscles flexed as he tried to employ all of his strength to get loose, but it was futile.

“Just wait and see,” Blue smirked as he began to swing the pocket watch slowly back and forth. “Now pay close attention to the pocket watch…”

Despite his struggling, Ethan’s eyes focused on the swaying motion of the pocket watch. Gradually, his struggling died down until he was completely calm in Daddy’s hold. His eyes glazed over and his jaw dropped as he went totally under, ready to receive Blue’s instructions.

Blue’s face broke out into a wide smile of pure mischief. “Listen carefully, Ethan,” he said in his slow, melodic voice, pushing the stud even further down deeper into his hypnotic haze. “Each and every time you deliver a package, if a man answers the door — no matter what he looks like — you will feel an uncontrollable urge to suck his cock.”

Ethan’s face was blank, his eyes refusing to leave the pocket watch as he listened to the hypnotherapist. “I will want to suck their cock,” he repeated monotonously.

“You will be a needy cockslut and be desperate to suck off as many men as you can. You will debase yourself and do whatever you can to suck off another man. And you’ll love it.”

“I’ll love sucking off a man. I need it.”

“And,” Blue finished up, “you will lust after Daddy here, and you’ll be his top follower on his OnlyFans. It’s only right seeing as how you’ve already seen his cock.” Blue snapped his fingers and put the pocket watch away, ready to see his work in action.

At the sound of Blue’s fingers snapping, Ethan winced and took a shaky step backwards. He shook his head as his instructions began to cement into his brain. When he opened up his eyes, they automatically landed on Daddy’s large, hairy dad bod. They laser focused in on the bigger man’s hard, throbbing cock that hung out in the open air.

The look of sheer want that crossed over the delivery man’s face was gold, and Blue couldn’t help but snicker.

Even Daddy basked in the cocky stud’s conversion. “See something ya like?” he grunted, crossing his beefy arms over his hairy chest. He pushed his hips forward, forcing his large, thick cock to wag closer towards the struggling young man. It was at its full impressive seven inches, and a clear bead of precum had already formed on the head.

Ethan nodded vigorously. “Y-yes!” he hurriedly said, desperation seeping into his deep voice. “C-can I suck it? Please?” He even dropped down onto his hands and knees, crawling closer to the bigger man until the purple head rested on his lips.

Daddy gave a throaty chuckle. “Fine,” he grunted, placing both of his hands on either side of Ethan’s head.

Ethan eagerly opened his mouth and swallowed the entirely of Daddy’s seven inches in one slurp. Thanks to Blue’s hypnotic instructions, Ethan was aware of how to deliver expert head. He sucked hard on the larger man’s cock, hungrily running his tongue up and down the throbbing shaft and even pausing to flick at the sensitive slit. The entire time, Ethan’s slutty moans echoed out throughout the house, illustrating just how much as a cockslut he now was. His muscled arms flexed with power as he held himself up, the juxtaposition of such a muscled stud sucking off Daddy too good to ignore.

“Well, well, Ethan,” Blue couldn’t help but comment, loving how he saw the muscular delivery man’s thick neck flex as he bobbed his head back and forth. “It looks like you’ve taken to your new life swimmingly.”

Ethan just moaned in response. He even took time to suck on Daddy’s large balls, taking the bigger man’s grunts as a go-ahead to continue. The entire time, his horny mind was on fire with lust, and all he could concentrate on was pleasing the larger man he knelt in front of.

Ethan was like a machine now as he sucked off Daddy like he was dying of thirst. He deep throated the man’s incredible cock, moaning loudly for the entire neighborhood to hear. His own untouched cock was throbbing with desire within the tight confines of his uniform shorts.

Daddy tightened the grip that he had on the young man’s head, stopping his bobbing as he tensed up. With a wordless groan, Daddy blew his load down Ethan’s throat; the latter happily swallowed every last drop. His throat flexed with power as he drained the bigger man, finally standing up once he was finished.

It took Ethan a few seconds to notice the large, wet mark on the front of his uniform shorts. His own, untouched cock had blown its own load just from him sucking off another man. The altered stud knew deep down what this meant: That he wouldn’t be able to get off without another man’s cock in his mouth. Due to Blue’s hypnosis, he was looking forward to sucking off guy after guy. It was his favorite part about delivering packages. The previously straight, homophobic hunk grew rock hard instantly at the thought of sucking another man off at the next house he has a delivery at. If his past self were coherent, he’d have been disappointed to discover that whenever he felt aroused, instead of sexy women, all his mind could conjure up were images of hairy pecs, thick cocks, and huge balls that he wanted to shove his face into.

Daddy stretched his muscled arms over his head, popping his back with satisfaction. “You did good, Boy,” he told Ethan, going so far as to clap him on the back.

Ethan’s face brought out into a grin alight with zeal at the compliment from the hairy man. “Thanks, Sir,” he smiled widely. “I aim to please!”

Daddy chuckled. “Well, you certainly did just that.” He paused, an idea forming in his mind. “Let’s see if we can find you something cleaner to wear.” He gestured at the wet spot on Ethan’s shorts.

The delivery man looked down at his own crotch and blushed. “Oh yeah, I guess I got a little excited there,” he nervously chuckled.

Daddy hurried up the stairs, only to return with a small piece of fabric in his hands. “Go ahead and undress,” he ordered Ethan.

The hypnotized stud did as he was told, immediately tearing his shirt away from his muscled frame. As suspected, Ethan appeared to live in the gym, having large, impressive muscles. His hairy pecs were nowhere near as big as Daddy’s, but they still protruded off his chest tantalizingly. His abs were rigid and popped against paper thin skin that was covered in coarse, dark hairs. Finally, Ethan dropped his shorts and boxers. His rotund, hairy cheeks jiggled as he moved.

Daddy and Blue both tried to stifle a laugh as they noticed that Ethan was rock hard again, his meager cock only topping out at three and a half inches… if that. His balls were tight and compact against his skin. The smallish package looked completely out of place on Ethan’s muscled frame, but the horny stud didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he felt an excited thrill at being naked in front of the other men.

“Maybe that was why he was so grumpy?” Blue couldn’t help but muse aloud.

Ethan took the offered article of clothing from Daddy, seeing that it was a tinyposer. It was the same dark brown color as his delivery uniform, and when he pulled it on, it left little to the imagination. The back of the poser was wedged deep between the hairy crevice of Ethan’s bubble butt. And the front was pulled down, showing off his obliques. The tiny bulge in the front illustrated just how little the muscle man was working with.

“Um, this is a little revealing, isn’t it?” Ethan asked as he looked at himself in the mirror. Despite his inner humiliation, he was still rock hard, a little tent forming in the front of his posers.

Daddy removed the Ethan’s name tag from his shirt, only to affix it to the front of the stud’s posers. “I think you look great,” he chuckled. “Now, go ahead and get back to work.”

At Daddy’s orders, Ethan proudly puffed out his chest. “Yes, Sir!” he beamed. Just as he readied himself to leave the house, Ethan paused to subscribe to Daddy’s new OnlyFans account, quickly joining at one of the highest tiers. The anticipation of seeing more of the man’s hot dad bod fueled him with desire, and he eagerly awaited delivering another package to Blue’s house as soon as possible.

Ethan happily waved as he left, entering the world as his new self. From the window, Blue could get an unobstructed view of Ethan going across the street to delivery another package, clad in the skimpy poser that left his entire body on full display. As soon as the man living there answered the door, Ethan was on all fours in flash, sucking the stranger’s cock.

“Job well done,” Daddy purred as he held Blue from behind. He playfully rutted his hard cock against the smaller man’s back.

Blue giggled. “Me?” he asked, turning around to face the other man. “You’re the one who was his first suck. So I think you might’ve set the bar a little too high.”

Without another word, Daddy easily tossed Blue over his broadened shoulder to go continue their fun times had been interrupted earlier by Ethan.

Any chance you could re-write the Teen Wolf fic where Peter wishes and then becomes Stiles' muscle daddy? Loved that piece and still think about it!

[I know this isn't the exact photo I'd used originally]

I would LOVE to one day! I know that a majority of my stuff focuses on Derek, but I like to mess with Peter too. It's not on my immediate To Do list, but maybe one day!

Lee Embraces His Daddy Persona

Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4 │ Part 5

It had been two weeks since Lee was turned into Daddy, molding the formerly straight PokéTuber into a horny man with a sexy dad bod. The normally shy guy now strutted around the house that he shared with Blue, Kevin, Nick, and Wolfey wearing nothing but the skimpiest jockstrap that he could find, his beefy dad bod perpetually on display. He would frequently park himself in his chair in front of the TV, watching football and scratching his hairy belly and unleashing burp after burp as he drank his beer. The stud was a total daddy now, and he emulated every ounce of his new persona with pride.

However, as time ticked on by, Blue thought back to when he’d given Wolfey, Nick, and Kevin the opportunity to decide whether or not they wanted to return to their old lives or if they wanted to remain in their new identities. 

Deep down, he loved having Daddy run the house and demand belly rubs and getting sucked off; but Blue couldn’t deny that he wanted to be fair to his new boyfriend too. Therefore, one Friday evening, Blue sat down in the living room while Daddy was lounging in his chair. Wanting to make things go easier on him when he snaps him back to reality, Blue brought Wolfey down with him to help him out.

Blue and Wolfey sat down on the sofa opposite the coffee table; and with his massive, broad frame, Blue was virtually forced to sit on Wolfey because there was almost no space left on the loveseat due to his bodybuilder bulk. Wolfey had just finished up a workout, therefore a large waft of musk emanated off the bodybuilder in waves; and when Wolfey wrapped a thick arm over Blue’s thin shoulders, his musk seeped into Blue’s shirt almost as if he were scent-marking him.

As soon as the game was in halftime, Blue knew that he had a moment to execute his plan. “Hey, Daddy,” he said.

“Hmm?” Daddy grunted, giving his gut a scratch as his eyes stayed glued to the TV. Like the rest of the guys, Daddy still religiously worked out and therefore had his own musky aura. The only difference was that Daddy focused more on arms and chest, giving him a large and heavy top build, complete with his big beer belly. Still, at hearing his tiny-by-comparison boyfriend call him Daddy, the bulge in the front of his tight jockstrap already began to twitch with anticipation. His nubby nipples began to burn with want and he licked his lips excitedly. “What is it, Babe?”

Blue shifted in his seat. “I was hoping to ask how you’ve liking it here so far?” he asked innocently. He already knew that if Lee were in control, then he’d get a tongue lashing. However, he could see how much Daddy loved his new life with the other guys: days filled with eating, lifting, and fucking. It was a paradise for the altered man.

“Eh?” Daddy grunted again, cocking his eyebrow. This time, he finally looked over at Blue, his features softening the smallest bit. His new persona was that of a dom daddy, but he still had a major soft spot for Blue and the other guys, yet he still tried to keep up a tough guy appearance. “S’nice.”

Blue smirked to himself as he readied to bring Lee back to the surface. “Are you sure it’s just ‘Nice’ Daddy?” he teased. “I mean, based off of what I can see, you really enjoy it.” He gestured at the other man’s twitching bulge.

Daddy looked downward at his crotch, but his view was blocked by his hairy beer belly. Instead, he reached around it and fished his hard cock out of the confines of his jockstrap, letting the twitching member bob in the air freely. “Yeah,” he admitted, lifting his arms to form a double biceps pose, his biceps flexing with power. “I guess I do love being your horny, sexy daddy.”

“Just remember that you said that,” Blue grinned, “…Lee.”

On cue, as soon as Daddy heard his real name being uttered by the hypnotherapist, he snapped back to reality. Like he was hit by a semi-truck, the stud jerked back in his seat, his ice blue eyes going wide as the onslaught of new memories filtered in through his frazzled brain. 

“Wait…” Lee muttered as his hands explored the large mass that was now his body, paling at the memories of how he’d been living over the past two weeks. The formerly straight stud couldn’t believe that he’d been calling himself “Daddy” and that he’d been participating in, and actively encouraging, an array of sexual acts with the other men in the house. He pictured himself thrusting himself into a moaning Kevin, and then sometimes being the one bent over the bed as someone plowed into his rotund, hairy cheeks. Lee blushed at everything he’d done, but he felt even more humiliated over the fact that he was rock hard at the memories. He could feel his cock bobbing in the air for all to see, and he quickly stuffed it back into his jockstrap, creating a large tent instead.

And worse was that there was a part of himself that looked forward to doing everything all over again— but he quickly told himself that that must’ve been a residual side effect of whatever Blue had done to him.

Blue could see the struggle in the larger man’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but smirk. “Well, Lee, I’m assuming you’d like to know why I hypnotized you?” he playfully asked.

“You hypnotized me…?” Lee asked out loud, his voice disbelieving. Hypnosis was some sort of Hollywood concoction, he’d believed. Yet, the hunk found himself sitting in a house he vaguely recognized, wearing nothing but a skimpy jockstrap. And when he looked down at his body, his heart raced at the sheer amount of weight he’d gained. He could still see his hard-earned muscles, but now he appeared more like an off-season jock as opposed to a lean, proportional guy. His big gut was the most eye-catching part of him, and he gave it a tentative poke, his blush deepening when he felt his already-hard cock twitch at the feeling.

“Yes, Lee,” Blue answered honestly. “However, I mainly used hypnosis to help you come to terms with your true self.”

Lee stared blankly at him.

Blue continued, thinking back to when he’d first seen the hunk at the competition in the UK. “I could sense your discomfort onstage regarding having a little belly,” he explained, going so far as to reach over and run an admiring hand over the crest of Lee’s gut, loving how it sent a shudder through the shocked man. “And truth be told, I thought that you looked really sexy with your budding dad bod. So I figured that I’d do the nice thing and help you embrace the dad bod, per se. And know look at you!”

“Yeah! Look at me!” Lee grunted as he gestured down at his new body. He winced when he felt his big belly jiggle with each movement, yet it took him a second to realize that he’d been rubbing his belly with one hand the whole time he’d been speaking. Even though his face turned cherry red at the realization, he didn’t stop.

“It’s hard not to, Daddy,” Wolfey mused in his deep voice. “You look seriously hot.”

Lee whipped his head over to face the bodybuilder who was his friend from before all of this head on. Before he could grill him, he sniffed at the air and covered his nose. “Bro, you reek,” he groaned.

Wolfey shrugged his broadened shoulders. “I just finished a workout,” he grunted, flexing a bowling ball sized bicep for emphasis. “And by the way, we all kinda stink around here.”

As if to check, Lee sniffed at his own hairy pits, gagging at the thick musk that wafted off them in waves. He could tell from the stench that he still frequented the gym, but he just didn’t pay too much attention to his diet.

And like clockwork, his cock throbbed with desire within the confines of his tight jockstrap. A late, wet mark was forming on the front pouch as it began to leak precum excitedly. He tried his best to ignore the surges of lust that he felt welling up within him.

“But Wolfe, how?” he asked. “How could you possibly be okay with any of this? You were a VGC Champion, not some horny bodybuilder!”

Again, Wolfey shrugged his massive shoulders, his muscles flexing with power from the minuscule movement. “I still am a VGC Champ,” he explained, “I just so happen to also partake in bodybuilding. Trust me, this whole hypnosis thing helped us all be a family: Dr. Blue, Kevin, Nick, me, and even you.”

Lee’s eyes widened at what he heard, fearing that his friend was long gone.

“Besides,” Wolfey went on, “it’s not like I can just snap my fingers and return to my old life. I mean, look at me.” He held his arms out to show off his enormous bodybuilder physique. “And look at you. And based off that tent in the front of your slutty jockstrap, you secretly like it.”

“N-no I don’t,” Lee tried to deny it, but he didn’t even believe his own words. Despite his panic over what he’d been turned into, he couldn’t deny that he was extremely horny. His lust was quickly overpowering his fear, and he felt as if he’d cum at any second the more he rubbed his belly or even by feeling the A/C blow over his nubby nipples. As much as he wanted to deny it, Lee also could’t ignore the protective and dominant instincts that dwelled within him as he thought about the other men whom he’d referred to as his boyfriends. He squirmed in his seat in anticipation.

“And besides, even if the hypnosis was what started it, who cares?” Wolfey asked. “I’m happy.”

“You’re only saying that because of whatever Blue did to you!” Lee accused. “You’re not even the real Wolfe anymore. You’re whatever gay caricature Blue wanted you to be!”

Blue shook his head, getting an idea from seeing Lee try to fight his daddy persona so much. “All I did was help you let down your inhibitions,” he told the struggling Lee. “I think deep down, you’ve come to love your slutty, dom daddy life. Which is why I have a deal for you.”

Lee stopped fidgeting around and eyed the smaller man cautiously. “What kind of a deal?” he reluctantly asked, annoyed at how turned on he felt just by looking at Blue, feeling an urge to shove the smaller guy’s face into the deep crevice of his hairy pecs.

Blue held his hands out in front of himself, signaling that he was speaking with one-hundred percent earnestly. “I’ll let you go, completely erase any traces of the hypnosis from your brain. Then you’ll be free to return to your boring, hetero life. Or…

“I’ll put you back under, and you can go back to being a total daddy. But, in order to sweeten the deal, I’ll even place you as the second in command at the house. That means that, after me, you’ll be in charge of Nick, Kevin, and even Big Wolfey here.” He gestured at the bodybuilder who was popping his pecs, lost in thought. “They will obey your every command, and completely accept you as Daddy of the House. What do you think?”

“I… I don’t want this…” Lee trailed off as he began to think over Blue’s offer.

A part of himself wanted to return to his old life, where he had his usual PokéTuber friends online and where he posted regular content on his channel for his viewers to watch. However, a larger, growing part of himself told him to accept the offer to become Daddy. As much as he tried to fight against it, he couldn’t deny the surging lust inside of himself, the part that longed to fuck the other guys in the house and to get fucked by them in turn. And the more he thought about them, the more he considered them family. They weren’t just some faceless names that popped up onto a screen, they were here with him. And he was their Daddy.

Plus, Lee had no idea what he’d do with his new dad bod if he were to return to his old life; so that made a pretty big difference in his decision.

“Fine,” Lee sighed. “I’ll go back under.”

Blue fought back his smirk, knowing that he’d won. “Okay then,” he grinned from ear-to-ear, “…Daddy.”

As soon as the name left the hypnotherapist’s lips, Lee felt his old self being shoved down into a small box deep within his psyche. He could see, feel, and hear everything around him, but he could also sense a larger, much more powerful entity taking over as Daddy reassumed control of his altered body.

Daddy couldn’t help but let out a loud belch as he scratched at his beer belly. He turned to glare at Blue. “Boy, don’t you ever turn me back into my pushover, straight self again,” he barked, that daddy dominance drenching every word he uttered. “Ya hear me?”

Blue giggled. “Yes, Daddy.”

Daddy motioned with his finger for Blue to approach. “C’mere,” he grunted in his gruff voice, a playful growl audible in it.

Blue took only a few tiny steps forward before Daddy got out of his seat and roughly grabbed him by the back of the head. He pulled the smaller man closer to him, causing him to tumble against his massive dad bod. Daddy shivered as he could feel the hypnotherapist’s hands against his hairy chest, and he leaned down to heatedly make out with Blue.

Of course Daddy was the dominant one in the make out session, exploring every crevice of Blue’s mouth with his tongue. He pulled back only to gesture at Wolfey.

“You too, get in here and take care of Daddy,” he ordered.

The bodybuilder shot off the couch and immediately dropped down to his knees with a loud thud. He leaned forward and, using just his mouth, tore Daddy’s jockstrap down to the floor. The dominant man’s throbbing seven inches was unsheathed, and Wolfey eagerly swallowed it whole. He couldn’t prevent his loud moans from echoing out as he sucked off the newly minted Daddy, even reaching up to fondle his large, baseball-sized balls.

Blue loved to see the man in front of him melt into a puddle of lustful goo, so he began to run his hands up and down the stud’s hairy chest. He paid special attention to the large, nubby nipples of his, eliciting loud, slutty moans from Daddy.

In between his bellowing moans, Daddy called up to the other men upstairs. “Nick! Kevin! Get your asses down here!” he roared.

Obeying the Daddy of the House, as Blue had promised, Nick and Kevin scampered out of their rooms as soon as they were given instructions. They both hurried down the stairs and immediately got to work.

Nick placed both of his hands on Wolfe’s wide waist, lining up his already oozing cock with the bodybuilder’s tight hole. He slowly entered before beginning to pick up speed, the both of them moaning loudly. As Nick thrusted into the bigger man, all of Wolfey’s impressive muscles bounced due to the pounding his bubble butt was receiving. 

Kevin, being the first one to be hypnotized by Blue and therefore the bravest, went behind Daddy. At first, he placed his throbbing head right at the crevice of Daddy’s hairy cheeks, teasing the other man as he still made out with Blue. His lust overpowering him, Daddy felt himself thrusting his ass backwards to completely engulf the other man’s large cock.

Daddy moaned like a slut as he impaled himself on Kevin’s cock, doing most of the work as he bucked and rolled his hips with expert precision. He then dropped to his hands and knees and hungrily fished Blue’s cock out of his pants before taking it into his mouth.

Despite getting stuffed both ways, Daddy was still in charge. The way he moved his booty let Kevin know that he was taking charge in their heated fuck; and he sucked Blue’s dick like a pro, leaving the hypnotherapist nearly cross-eyed. Deep down as he watched from within his trapped psyche, Lee realized that he loved this and might have always wanted to be a slutty daddy. After all, even when he’d been brought back to the surface, he’d been incredibly turned on by the other men and the way his body had felt. 

Lee loved being Daddy, and he didn’t ever want to go back to his old life.

“Mmmmm!” Daddy groaned as he came, both Kevin and Blue also cumming simultaneously. As he was filled from both ends, Daddy’s eyes glazed over and he happily swallowed all that Blue had unleashed into his mouth.

“…damn,” was all Blue could get out as he leaned against the wall, struggling to catch his breath as he felt like he’d just blown the largest load of his life.

Daddy stood up and wrapped a loving arm around the smaller guy’s waist. “Who’s your daddy?” he chuckled before pressing a chaste kiss to the other man’s cheek, his goatee prickling Blue’s skin.

“You,” Blue laughed, running his hand up and down Daddy’s belly. It wasn’t long until the other man was rock hard again, and ready for the next round.