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Avenger class, King of the Cavern, Count of Monte Cristo for the Id Summoning Campaign 4 in Fate Grand Order.
Illustrator: Usagi Rōto.
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bowtiedboi · 2 days
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Voicenotes From Your Boyfriend
Author note: story involves cucking, cheating, hypnosis, dubcon etc. This was a request from one of you naughty pervs.
"Hey babe, urgh, I just had to get away from Marcus - you know my new housemate? Yeah, he was not my first choice. Or the second. Or the fifth. Let's put it that way. But then the guy my other housemate James and I wanted pulled out at the last minute, we had to fill the room, blah blah, you know the rest. But this guy, seriously, it's like he's from another planet. I've never met anyone like him - he's a weirdo. He's getting on my fucking nerves and it's been like a week. He walks around like he owns the place like he's the fucking president of the country club. He's always in some suit. What the hell is he doing in a house share with two other guys? Wouldn't his rich daddy have put him up in some estate with a butler or something? Haha. Anyway babe, I'll tell you all about him at dinner tonight. I fancy pizza. See you later."
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"Hey babe, thanks for listening to me ranting last night. Missing you already. I think you were right about me talking to Marcus. We had a chat and I think I can be civil to him now. I've got the biggest room of the three, I can just chill out in my own space. It's fine. He's still an arse, but I can live with it I guess. I know we've only been going out a little while but I'm this close to just staying at yours every night - hopefully your housemates won't care! And I know you can't stand my insomnia and me lying awake all night. I can't help it when I'm lying next to you babe. Just want to feel you! I don't know, maybe I'm wrong. When we chatted, I did what you suggested and tried to show interest in what he was into. He played this relaxation track for me he'd been working on and it really worked! I started to....drift.... drift.... off. But I don't think he noticed? I, uh, anyway, sorry babe, movie tonight? Superheroes or Oscar bait? Your choice."
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"Hey babe, sorry, can we do another night? I know you wanted to go out and party but I just don't feel all that well. I don't know what it is, maybe a bug or something. I keep feeling dizzy, I can't focus on anything. Marcus thinks I should get some rest. Don't worry, I'll be a good boy and try. He's given me and James more of these relaxation audios to listen to - he calls them 'lessons'. It was actually really nice of him. I mentioned to him I had trouble sleeping, and he said he had just the thing. And I've got to say, he might be preppy and stuck-up, but these audios are really working - it really sets me... drifting.... off. Although they do give me this tingling sensation through my whole body. Isn't that a thing, though? Asmr or something? Guess that's normal. They're really addictive too. It's like once you've heard one, even if you can't remember what was in it, you have to listen to the next. Marcus hasn't given me the next lesson yet, but I'm sure I can get on my knees and beg for it if I have to. Ooh, speak of the devil, Marcus is home. Sorry babe, next time I promise."
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"Hey, sorry, I've just realised we were going to get lunch! I completely spaced. I was out golfing with Marcus. Me, golfing, I know those aren't two words you'd normally put in the same sentence. I know I said before it's boring and elitist but I had a really good day. I did suggest we bring James too but Marcus wanted him to stay home and clean the house from top to bottom. Marcus also mentioned that he wanted to have a little one on one bonding time. So to prep for golf, Marcus took me out for a little shopping trip beforehand. We even went to the barbers together. Do you know you have to wear a collared shirt or polo on a golf course? I didn't have anything I could wear so Marcus got me all outfitted the way he wanted for our trip. He also bought me some other clothes like these button downs and bowties and ties I can wear at all times - he's so generous. I guess he's right that I should have a new style. It was all a lot more.... preppy than I'm used to. You know me, I'm a tshirt and jeans kinda guy. Guess not anymore - when I got back I just threw a lot of my old wardrobe away. Just got a big bin sack and did it! But Marcus said if I'm going to be a good boy for him I should look a bit more presentable. And yeah, if we're making these golf days a weekly thing, that's probably a good idea. I didn't play this week though - still a newbie! Sir needed someone to hold his clubs while we went around the course. Maybe if I'm a good boy and dress properly for him I can play."
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"Hey, I feel a bit bad that we argued. It just felt like you weren't very nice about my new look when we met last night. Yes, I know my hair is a lot shorter and traditional. It's old school! It took a lot of effort to get that parting the same way the barber did and to get those lines in the hair straight. I know the pomade is a bit much but I like it. It was weird you said that I seemed different? I don’t think I am. Now, James is so different. I'm nothing like him. He’s quit his job so he can be Marcus’ full time assistant! And yeah, OK, I wore a suit and tie. So what? It was a restaurant! To be honest, I think you could stand to be a bit smarter. If Mast-, I mean Marcus, saw you he'd say the same thing. He said I should never go anywhere without a necktie or bowtie. He said I look a lot better for him as a preppy, proper boy. He's done a lot for me so it's only right I repay him by looking nice for him. Why don't we go shopping soon? You can help me buy some new suits for me to wear for Sir and maybe you'll get some inspiration?"
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"Can't talk now, sorry! James and I are prepping a big dinner for Marcus and his friends. We've been working so hard in the kitchen - five courses for six is a lot! Marcus had the bright idea we should look like waiters when we serve the meal, so we've been wearing black bowties and waistcoats all day. I'm sweating! By the time we've served the meal, drinks for guests and everyone's gone home I'm going to be shattered. I probably won't even need the relaxation lesson tonight. Except I probably will stick it on still - Sir says they're good for making sure I stay a good boy and to get all the sleep I need. See you... soon, I guess? We should meet when I'm less busy."
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"Sorry - uhh - fuck - uhh yes - sorry I missed our date again. (Sir, can I please just send this he keeps calling?) I've been really busy. My Master, I mean Marcus, has been keeping his boys super busy. He needs a lot of care and attention. He needs service almost 24/7. (Sir, please, slow, it's so big!) He's a really important person so he deserves to have proper, preppy boys to look after him. I'm just a dumb pretty boy, a formally dressed tamed whore and Master gives me what I need. He deserves anything he wants. He's done so much for James and I. You get that right? (Sir, oh god Sir, thank you Sir, stretch your boy's hole it feels so good) I just want to be a good boy for him. I've moved out of the big bedroom just so Master, I mean Marcus, I mean Master can have it. (Fuck yes, fuck yes, please cum in me Sir) It's only right someone so strong and strict and masterful as him has the master bedroom while us boys can take the smaller rooms and he can call on us whenever he wants. It just makes sense. We have to please him. Whatever it takes. Whatever he wants. I hope that makes sense to you. (SIR! Oh god, that's the spot, thank you thank you thank you.) Bye!"
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"Hey, I know you said you didn't want to hear from me again. I get that, I do. But I really think you should listen to this audio. It was the first one I listened to and it really helped me calm down, drift off, and be a good boy. Maybe you can join James and I in serving Master one day? All you'd need to do is become a proper, preppy, servant boy like us and you'd fit right in. You could even move in and we could turn the closet into a small bedroom. I know he has a spare chastity cage in his drawer - that could be yours? We could all serve Master together. Wouldn't that be amazing? Almost like servant brothers - all wearing a uniform to serve Sir! Give it a listen, ok? Promise?"
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the-nagito-daily · 1 day
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Report 37.
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Some nagitos!! Servant appears! (I still haven't played udg no spoilers pls...)
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mikikuwah · 3 months
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Serving
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alphamasterger1 · 26 days
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Slave greets his BOSS in a parking lot
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catsofyore · 4 months
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'The Cat's Lunch' by Marguerite Gérard. Source.
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catboymoments · 4 months
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I don’t know what happened I blacked out and the spirit of danganronpa possessed me… they make me so crazyyyyyyyyy
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redtsundere-writes · 5 months
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Ear Cleaning | Sukuna Ryomen
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king!sukuna ryomen x servant!reader Sypnosis: The king wants his ears cleaned and he chooses the new servant to do it. Contents: king x servant, kinda fluffy i guess, a lil bit of humilliation, threat, hugs, one bed. Word count: 750 words. Author's note: I like this dynamic, I'll probably write it again in the future. Let me know what you think :)
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> Sukuna Ryomen had a lot of servers. They trembled if those scary red eyes of his laid on them. Everyone tried to avoid him at all costs to avoid performing tasks that involved being near him, especially cleaning his ears.
> Sukuna Ryomen hated having his sensitive ears touched but it was necessary if he wanted to have his five senses ready for every battle. He didn't want to clean his own ears because what kind of king cleans his own ears?
> Sukuna Ryomen began his search for a faithful servant to do such a task. As everyone was hiding from him, he ended up choosing you, the youngest and most inexperienced servant in the castle. He ordered you to follow him to his room and the other servants began to bless you in your way there in case they never saw you again.
> Sukuna Ryomen leaned back on his luxurious divan for you to start working. Like the evil motherfucker he is, he didn’t forget to threaten you first: "You'd better do your job well or I’ll kill you," he spat. You swallowed dryly because it was the first time you cleaned his ears and if you didn't do your job well, this would be your last.
> Sukuna Ryomen closed his eyes as you carefully cleaned the outside of his ear with a cotton swab. Your hands were gentle around his sensitive ears and the friction did not bother him because it was so minimal. Your fingers felt warm, which helped him relax. You wish you could be as relaxed as he was because were cold sweating and every move you made was calculated to not bother your majesty.
 > Sukuna Ryomen felt a shiver run down his back as you stuck a small wooden spatula into his ear to remove the excess earwax that prevented him from hearing well. "Tell me if it hurts, your majesty" you warned in a shaky voice. "Just do your job," he replied reluctantly.
> Sukuna Ryomen was falling asleep until you asked him if he could lie down on his opposite side so that you could continue the job in his other ear. He did so with a grunt of annoyance, as he was very comfortable on that side.
> Sukuna Ryomen let out a groan as soon as you stuck the spatula in too far. You paralyzed thinking he would kill you instantly. "More careful, can't you do something so simple?" he growled annoyed. You apologized immediately and continued on your task. As soon as your magic fingers touched his ear, his anger faded slowly.
> Sukuna Ryomen yawned as soon as you finished. It was getting late and you had to get back to the kitchen as soon as possible to help with dinner. Instead, he ordered you to stay and said, "Let the servants take care of it. Come here and massage my head."
> Sukuna Ryomen was lying on his gigantic bed with his head in your lap. Your fingers massaged his temples in circles softly. If you paid close attention, you could hear him purring lightly like a contented kitten even though he wasn't physically as cute as one. You started to feel less stressed since he seemed to be enjoying your attention.
> Sukuna Ryomen had fallen asleep, so you decided to sneak out of his room to join the other servants. As soon as you got off the bed, you heard that dreaded voice behind you. "Who said you could leave?" You stopped frozen in your place and turned to face him. "Come and lie with me." Your heart bounced on your chest as you heard that command, but you couldn't say “no” to the king. 
> Sukuna Ryomen pulled you into his strong arms like you were a full size teddy bear. The warmth of his body and yours merged, causing the temperature to rise between you. You had heard how badly he treated his concubines, so you were afraid he would do the same to you. All concern disappeared when he began to slowly caress your body carefully to not scratch you with his claws.
> Sukuna Ryomen didn't snore like you thought he would. He made a lighter, quieter sound, almost like a kitten with a stuffy nose. His arms wrapped around your waist and shoulders. His heavy breathing and comfortable chest encouraged you to fall asleep. "His majesty's orders" you thought so you wouldn't feel guilty about falling asleep while the other servants ran around the castle.
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bluecollarmcandtf · 5 months
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Ruining his Night
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Jamie left everything on the field that night, and it paid off. His team celebrated the win inside the locker room with jovial claps on the back and cries of triumph. It was impossible for the other team to ignore the shouting as they filed on their bus, already resigned to a sad silence for the long ride back home.
However, no one was quiet in the locker room. The home team was far too pumped from the success of the night.
"Now that's how you play football, boys!" Jamie cried to his team, "You think those twinks are celebrating anything tonight?"
"No!" everyone shouted back in unison.
"You think we have something to celebrate, boys?" Jamie's smile beamed at his teammates.
"Yes!" they roared.
Jamie's grin didn't falter as he showered and dried up. He and the rest of the players were already planning the biggest rager the college had ever seen. The word was already out, and their fans were already setting everything up.
Jamie slipped a clean T-shirt over his head. He was finally done changing, but something felt off. A strange fog fell over his thoughts.
His victorious smile faltered.
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"Yo, Jamie?" a teammate asked, "You good?"
"Yes," Jamie answered flatly.
All emotion seemed to disappear from his face. It was like he'd completely dissociated from his surroundings. The victory didn't even seem to register on his face anymore.
"What the hell, dude. Liven up!" another jock chimed in, "We just won for God's sake! I thought you were ready to party!"
Jamie didn't seem to listen. His face remained unexcited, and his eyes seemed to glaze over. He was like an entirely different person from the man who was gloating in success a few moments earlier.
"I can't go to the party," Jamie suddenly broke his silence.
"What the hell!" his friends scoffed in disbelief, "What do you mean you can't go? We have to celebrate, right?"
"I have plans," Jamie responded apathetically.
The football players couldn't believe their star quarterback. Jamie had just won the game and psyched the team up for a party, and now he wanted to bail? It didn't make sense.
Jamie was set. He left his team and abandoned the locker room, ignoring his perplexed teammates. Jamie pushed out the door and into the cold night, marching past his parked car. He trudged several blocks in the opposite direction of the house party.
Jamie turned into a neighborhood he'd never been in before; he walked right up to a house he'd never visited before; and he knocked on a door he'd never seen in his life. He had no reason to be here, but none of this seemed to bother him in the slightest.
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The door swung open and, robotically, Jamie relayed, "Quarterback Jamie is reporting for duty."
The scrawny guy inside grinned maniacally at the athlete standing in the cold. He seemed utterly dumbfounded by both Jamie's presence and his words.
"Oh my God, guys!" the boy screeched, "He actually came!"
Jamie was grabbed by the arm and pulled into the house. The quarterback allowed himself to be dragged into a messy living room where several nerdy men were sat around a table playing some sort of board game.
"Look," the boy who answered the door whined, "The hypnosis actually worked! And he even said the line!"
"No way!" one of them gasped.
"Jamie," he slapped the quarterback on the back of the head, "Say it again."
Again, in the same monotone voice, Jamie relayed, "Quarterback Jamie is reporting for duty."
The nerds sent their seats flying as they fumbled out of their chairs. Jamie stood there and stared ahead while the impish geeks admired his superior form, eagerly feeling the thick flesh beneath his small muscle-T. He didn't mind having so many hands travelling all over his body. They pinched his nipples, groped his butt, and even explored his crotch, but he just stood there and waited to be told what to do.
That was what he'd been programmed to do.
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Jamie stood there for the rest of the night, wearing nothing but a bowtie and apron. He was commanded to fetch the drinks and hold them like a "Good Little Seltzer Boy." That was what the geeks called him. They quickly became engrossed in their Dungeons and Dragons campaign, occasionally turning to Jamie and grabbing a drink from his tray or copping a feel of his muscles.
Jamie didn't mind. His phone was going off like crazy. All his teammates and friends were wondering why he wasn't at the party, but one of the geeks quickly silenced the device and tossed it in the corner.
"Jamie is ours tonight," he giggled, "Aren't you, Seltzer Boy?"
"Yes," Jamie answered numbly.
"There's nowhere you'd rather be, right?"
"No," Jamie said.
But Jamie wasn't really answering. He wasn't really thinking at all. One of those geeks was a waterboy on the football team and had been slowly hypnotizing the star quarterback in secret. Jamie had ultimately fallen under trance and received programming to report to the nerd's house after the football game.
Once the match ended, his mind couldn't do anything but go blank and obey.
Jamie continued to serve drinks late into the night. The nerds continued to take advantage of the quarterback's presence, ordering him to fetch more seltzers from the nearest liquor store. Jamie subsequently marched several more blocks through the cold and loaded several cases of the fruity drink on the check out station.
"Aren't you the quarterback," the store-owner commented, "Is this really the stuff you drink?"
"Yes," Jamie answered mindlessly, and then handed over all the cash in his wallet.
The nerds were overjoyed to see the jock lugging back as many cases of their favorite drink as he could carry. They became more brazen with him as they got more drunk.
Jamie began rotating between massaging the shoulders and feet of different D&D players as they demanded it. He was completely indifferent when one of them ordered him to massage the more intimate area between their legs. Jamie didn't mind.
"Who cares about this game," one of them finally tossed the board aside, "Jamie, get over here."
Jamie was already kneeling on the floor to massage somebody else's crotch, so he proceeded to turn and crawl over to the speaker, completely ignorant to the fact that his apron left his muscled rear completely exposed for the rest of them to gape at.
The players forgot all about their campaign, devolving into a band of horny brats with a mindless jock at their whim. Jamie couldn't be more unbothered by the different ways the nerds bossed him around. His mind knew his body was theirs to use.
By morning, he'd be made to clean everything up and forget. He'd tell his friends he got drunk at a different party though he had no memory of any of it. Needless to say, Jamie's night of triumph had been thoroughly ruined.
"Will you at least go out with us tonight?" a fellow jock asked.
Jamie shook his head as a familiar blankness washed over his face, "I have plans."
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poltergirlst · 11 days
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from a regular boy to my faithful devout… that is what I want to transform you into.
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dreamaruu · 9 months
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Pretender class, Alessandro di Cagliostro for the Id Summoning Campaign 4 in Fate Grand Order.
Illustrator: Usagi Rōto.
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fafnir19 · 1 month
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Swimmer
Liam grinned mischievously as he drilled a tiny peephole into the wall of the girl's locker room at the public indoor swimming pool.
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He couldn't resist the temptation to catch a glimpse of the water ballet team changing. Little did he know, his voyeuristic adventure was about to take an unexpected turn. As he peered through the hole, admiring the graceful movements of the girls, a sudden gasp echoed through the room. Liam's heart raced as he realized he had been caught in the act. Before he could even react, a group of stern-faced water ballet team members stormed toward him. "You little creep!" one of the girls exclaimed, her hands on her hips. "You've invaded our privacy, and we're not letting you get away with it. You owe us big time." Liam's cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment as he stammered apologies, but the girls were having none of it. They demanded revenge, and their revenge took an unexpected turn. "You better make it up to us," one of the girls said, a devious glint in her eye. "And we know just how you can do it. We want a strip show, right here, right now." Liam's eyes widened in shock as he realized the gravity of the situation. Reluctantly, he began to comply, feeling a mix of shame and resentment bubbling inside him. As he started to undress, he found his arousal fading, replaced by a sense of disillusionment. What had started as a voyeuristic thrill had turned into a humiliating spectacle.
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The girls, however, seemed to revel in their newfound power over him. Once Liam had finished satisfying the girls' demand, they presented him with a curious item: a shimmering, sleek, and magical speedo. "Put this on," they instructed, exchanging knowing looks. "It'll teach you a thing or two about being objectified." Although he was skeptical, Liam obeyed as it was better than being naked and putting on the magic speedo. To his amazement, his body underwent a breathtaking transformation.
His once unremarkable physique was replaced by a chiseled, muscular form, and his features became sharper and more defined. His body hair vanished, replaced by flawless, smooth skin. As he stood before the girls, their eyes widened with desire, but his own feelings were far from reciprocated.
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Clad in the enchanting Speedos that had wrought a profound change in his physique, he strode into the bustling indoor swimming pool, acutely aware of the admiring glances that followed him. His newfound physique, sculpted and alluring, drew the attention of both men and women, who watched in awe as he approached the pool. The coach, a stern-faced man with a grizzled beard and a keen eye, greeted Liam with a nod. "You're the new recruit, I take it," he said, eyeing him appraisingly. "I must say, you certainly come with quite the buzz surrounding you." Liam shifted uncomfortably under the coach's scrutiny, trying to ignore the way his every movement seemed to attract unwavering attention. "Yes, I, uh, I guess so," he muttered, feeling more conspicuous than ever. The coach's lips quirked into a wry smile. "Well, welcome to the team. We'll see how well you swim with all those eyes on you," he remarked, before ushering Liam towards the pool deck. As the swimmers dove into the water and began their rigorous practice, Liam hesitantly followed suit, attempting to blend in with the rest of the team. The sensation of the water caressing his skin, the rhythmic pulse of his muscles as he propelled himself through the pool – it all felt remarkably foreign and yet undeniably exhilarating.
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Liam joined the team for practice, and as they headed to the showers, he became acutely aware of his altered state.
The steamy mist enveloped the showers, and the air hummed with the sound of water cascading against flesh. It was in that moment, as his eyes trailed over the sinewy forms of his teammates, that a startling realization dawned upon him. His arousal, once sparked by the sight of the water ballet team, had now shifted. No longer did the female form hold the same allure. Instead, it was the sight of his fellow swimmers – their sculpted physiques, the way droplets of water glistened on their taut skin – that elicited an unexpected and undeniable response within him. He tried to ignore it, but he just shuddered and his cock twitched, suddenly showing a remarkable hard-on.
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He tried to hide his boner, but one of his teammates, Jeff, saw through his facade. "Hey, dude, it's cool," Jeff reassured him. “We won’t judge you for checking us out. In fact, it's kind of flattering. You should just be yourself.” Before Liam could respond, Jeff leaned in and planted a soft, lingering kiss on his lips. In that moment, everything became clear to Liam. His sexuality had shifted, and he was gay now.
As he headed toward his locker, Liam was met with another surprise. His clothes had been replaced with form-fitting, preppy attire, a stark contrast to his usual wardrobe. Little did he know that this would trigger the final stage of his transformation.
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He put the clothes on, confusion swirling in his head as he tried to piece together his fragmented memories, but everything about his past seemed to fade away as his identity shifted, and he turned into nothing more than a cocky, captivating gay swimmer - a far cry from the shy and unassuming young man he once was
Before he could fully process his thoughts, the swim coach approached him with a scrutinizing gaze, taking note of the bewildered expression etched on Liam's features. "You've transformed quite remarkably, Liam," the coach remarked, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Not just a swimmer— now, you've become a jock." Liam's lips curved into a complacent smile as he eagerly nodded. "Yes, Sir," he replied, a newfound sense of obedience coloring his words. In that moment, it dawned on him that he had indeed become a willing participant in a world he had never imagined before. Without missing a beat, the coach extended an offer that sent shivers down Liam's spine. "Would you like to live in the apartment above the swimming pool and become my obedient jock boy, Liam?" Liam's pulse quickened as he responded with a fervent nod, excitement bubbling within him. "Yes, Sir. I'd love that," he exclaimed, his newfound disposition embracing the prospect of total submission.
 And so, the apartment above the swimming pool became Liam's new home—a nexus of desire and command, where he was perpetually available for the eager gaze of the swim team but out of reach for the girls who had once captivated him.
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Days turned into weeks, and the personal transformation that Liam had undergone continued to unravel before his eyes. His once-ordinary life had taken a surreal and unforeseen turn, as he became a figure of virile allure, captivating those around him with an effortless charm and a magnetic presence. But while his outward appearance had evolved into that of a magnificent male specimen, inwardly, Liam was wrestling with a torrent of conflicting emotions. He found himself experiencing a surge of excitement and thrill at the attention he garnered from the members of the swim team, yet beneath the surface, a sense of disquiet gnawed at him.
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One day, as he lounged by the poolside, basking in the admiring glances and flattering remarks directed his way, he caught sight of the water ballet team. Their longing gazes bore witness to a desire that he was no longer able to reciprocate. Liam couldn't help but notice the frustration etched on their faces, a stark reminder that he had become an unattainable object of desire—a truth that left them wanting for more.
As he attempted to navigate the labyrinth of his newfound existence, a pivotal moment arrived during a private conversation with the swim coach. "You’ve developed quite well, Liam," the coach began, his tone laced with a potent mix of authority and affection. "Your prowess as a jock boy has transcended mere physicality. Now, you've become a jock toy, offering yourself up for the pleasure of others. How does it feel to embrace this role, to be a mere toy?"
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Liam's eyes glimmered with a sense of fervor as he responded with unwavering certainty. "It's exhilarating, Sir. I thrive in this role," he declared, a fervent zeal infusing his words. The coach's gaze bore into him, acknowledging the transformation that had taken hold of Liam's very being. "I'm pleased to hear that, Liam. You've embraced your true nature as a jock toy with remarkable grace. It’s clear that this life suits you," the coach asserted, his approval evident in the affectionate gleam of his eyes. From that day onward, Liam embarked on a newfound journey, fully embracing the role that had been bestowed upon him. He reveled in the adoration of the swim team, eagerly responding to their every desire with unwavering obedience and an insatiable willingness to please.
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Meanwhile, the girls from the water ballet team found themselves at a loss, struggling to comprehend the enigma that Liam had become. As they watched him cavort with the swim team, their longing gazes reflected the bitter realization that they could no longer capture his attention—his newfound preferences lay elsewhere, leaving them in a state of longing and dejection. In the end, Liam had transcended the boundaries of his former self, stepping into a world that was at once beguiling and strange. He had become a captivating enigma, a docile jock toy at the beck and call of the swim team and a testament to the perplexing nature of desire and transformation.
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dommeclaudia · 1 month
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Me vs Domme Claudia
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dr2-hell · 9 months
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climbing him so i can change the light bulb on the ceiling
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alphamasterger1 · 5 months
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Leather master play with my toy
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