Trent was in his room, watching one of his favorite pornos before he had to go to football practice in the afternoon–he was planning on just rubbing one off real quick, but he’d been at it for a few minutes now with no luck. Something was missing, something…just wasn’t letting him cum for some reason, and he couldn’t figure it out. Looking over, he noticed the door to his bedroom was open, when he was sure he’d closed it earlier. Still, the idea of being discovered masturbating was…kind of hot. And maybe one of his roommates would let him…let him suck their cocks, or fuck his ass.
He let out a groan, and he started swelling in his chair, his pecs ballooning, abs growing increasingly ridged, his delts swallowing his neck as his thighs swelled into huge trunks. His somewhat pale skin took on a nice tan–the window on his computer shifted suddenly to his live cam show, and he started jacking off to the camera, watching men flood into his room, urging him onward. He wanted them all–their cocks in his mouth and ass, he wanted to drink their cum.
He reached over and grabbed his favorite dildo–eleven inches and thick as a beer can–and started working it in and out of his ass while he twiddled his three inch cock for the men to see. They loved how a masculine man like him could also be a total bottom, and the fact that he was a first string linebacker for a college football team just drove them wild. The cam sessions in his uniforms were always the most popular, and as he fucked himself, he swelled even further, until he was nearly six and a half feet tall and 275 pounds of muscle.
His body remained somewhat hairy, but what he did have accentuated his body, rather than distracted from it. As he fucked himself, now moaning loudly, what little intellect Trent had started to fade. All that mattered to him, before long, was twofold. First, having as many men’s eyes on him as possible–if their attention wasn’t on him, then something was wrong. And second, how to get as many men currently looking at him to either fuck or fist his meaty hole, or else feed him their delicious cum. Trent licked his lips and drooled a bit, thinking about his favorite food. And for some reason, after he drank it, he always seemed to get bigger–and stupider. He finally shot a load all over his keyboard and licked it clean, before staring hard at the clock on his computer screen. He was late for something…but what? Oh well, he could put on another show–maybe then he’d stop being too horny to think. Maybe.
Art shot his own load as he watched Trent–the massive beast of a bottom he now was–lick his own off his computer, and figured he’d have to get the web address of his cam show. He didn’t want to miss a single load blown by the massive slut. Still, one more roommate remained, just a short way down the hall. It was Julian–the smart one, and the rich one. He was in the middle of looking over his notes for his next class, and Art sneered–Julian had just a bit too much going for him. Maybe it was time to knock him down a social peg or two–and get Art’s rocks off in the process. What does he choose?
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1. Make him a heavily modded punk, covered with lewd tattoos and extreme piercings, unable to speak without swearing. Everyone he encounters will pick up some of Julian’s mods, and some extreme sexual fetishes to boot, especially pain play and bondage.
2. Make him a middle aged, slobbish chronic masturbator, uninterested in anything beyond jacking off. Everyone he encounters will find their ambition and drive greatly diminished, leaving them only interested in sex. WARNING–Might get messy, but probably not.
3. Make him a burly, dumb redneck with a southern accent who chews tobacco. Everyone he runs into will be in for some sort of culture shock, usually turning into a perverse biker, trucker or redneck like the new Julian.
What’s your choice?
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