I couldn’t believe my hypnosis worked. Just a few days of piping the quiet audio into my boss’ office, and he was sitting there with his pants off after everyone had left for the night.
Amazing.
“You need anything before I go?” I asked, poking my head in.
He looked a little dazed. “Uh, yeah, dude,” he said. His voice was low and stupid, his cock rock-hard. “I’m so fuckin’ horny.”
It was working! It was really working!
“You should probably jerk off for me. I’ll take some pics,” I said, taking out my phone.
“Naw, man,” he said. “That’d be weird. I’m yer boss.”
This was unexpected. He was supposed to be submissive, an exhibitionist. I was going to use these photos to blackmail him. But something seemed to have gone wrong after all. “You… you don’t want to show off for me?” I said, disappointed.
“I wanna fuck that little twink body,” he said, standing up.
“Whoa, in the office? Boss, that’s …” what was going on? What had I messed up with the hypno file?
“I’m not …” my voice trailed off as I looked down. Holy shit – I WAS naked! How did that happen? When had I taken my clothes off? Oh no, I realized, the hypnosis – it must’ve affected me too.
“Bend over,” my boss said, and his voice was so strong, so commanding, so masculine, I knew I had to. I leaned over his couch, showing him my hole, and watched him grab his phone from the desk and start taking pictures.
John had always been interested in mechanics and working on
cars. He had been working on his car one day, his shirt off when he boyfriend
drove up. He looked pissed and started yelling at him about working on the car
and something about a date they were supposed to have gone on. John apologized
and tried to explain that he had just gotten tied up doing some work on the
car, but his boyfriend remained mad. His boyfriend shouted something in some strange
language and then stormed off. John felt a strange tingle run through his body,
that settled in his cock and balls followed by an immense wave of horniness. As
his boyfriend drove off, he closed the garage door, rubbing his dick through
his jeans. He moaned as he felt harder and more aroused than ever. He pulled
his grease-stained jeans off and reached down to feel his cock.
It felt hard, not like a normal erection, but completely
solid. He stroked it experimentally, and it felt incredibly sensitive. He began
jacking off in earnest, moaning loudly as the new sensitivity overwhelmed him.
He had his eyes closed and his free hand tweaking his nipples . When he looked
down again he was shocked to see his cock had started to change color. Becoming
darker, yet it was shining in the light of the garage. He watched and moaned
slightly as his cock turned into shiny metal. Then it began to lose its shape,
shrinking and collapsing on itself, until his cock and balls had been reduced
to a metal nut and bolt attached to his crotch. He touched them and felt a
surge of pleasure run through him. He undid the nut and pulled the bolt away.
He could still feel them as if they were his cock and balls. He slid the bolt
back into place and as he started tightening the nut, he started feeling a
constant wave of pleasure. The tighter it got, the more pleasure he felt.
Finally he had tightened where he couldn’t tighten it
anymore. He was high on the pleasure coming from his crotch and ran over to his
toolbox trying to find a wrench big enough for his nut. He finally found an
adjustable wrench big enough and started tightening and tightening it. He felt
like he was right on the edge of orgasm before he passed out from the pleasure.
When he awoke several hours later, he was still wracked by the pleasure flowing
from his crotch, his cock and balls still in the shape of a nut and bolt. He
managed to grab the wrench and loosen the nut a bit, allowing himself to think
a bit more clearly. He eventually undid them completely and went to shower and
find his boyfriend so maybe he could get his dick back to normal.
Inanimate but still sensitive cock transformations are hot too.
Jason pushed down the ‘Examine’ option on his phone and watched the sexy man on the ‘Trending page’ suddenly unclothed and clothed, the clothes disappearing to reveal his luscious and sexy body. The broad, tall and muscular man revealed himself on Jason’s phone and he could barely believe it through trembling fingers what was happening as he could feel his cock harden at the sight. Jason shook his head slightly smiling to himself.
He didn’t know when or how he got this ‘Swapcraft’ app, but all he knew is that it had been something he’d been wondering about for over a week now ever since the dark icon appeared on his cluttered home screen. He didn’t even remember installing it. But here he was.
“Yeah right like this actually works,” he muttered, deciding to take a look around to the bustling cafe where sunlight streamed through the large glass windows and the sea of people carried on in their meticulous waves of day to day life rife with a hunger for something more. What Jason had in his hands was exactly the type of “something” he looked for, and after a while, his trembling finger tapped the ‘Accept’ button on the screen and watched as a list of his settings came up.
Words such as ‘Vibrator Induced Orgasm’, ‘Voice Control’, ‘Hypnosis’ all seemed to quickly scroll by before Jason could finish and that was it. The app closed and the his homescreen of generic apps stared back at him as a cool white light illuminated his fingers and face. He sat there for what felt like milleniums to this man, was a moment for any other. For Jason, he was the former, the man that seemed to stand the test of time as he looked down at his phone, the image of the clothed and unclothed man repeating in his head over, and over again. He sat, he waited, amidst the paraphernalia of people, he continued to wait, and wait, and wait and…nothing.
“I knew it was bullshit,” grunted Jason though his words stung and singed with hurt and disappointment as he began to pick up his backpack before suddenly his phone buzzed with life against the wooden table. Rolling his eyes, Jason presumed this was his friend calling for him to get back from his lunch break but soon his brows furled and furrowed from the “unknown message”. Opening it, Jason’s eyes locked with the screen. “Who the hell could this…be…frommm…mmm…”
Jason’s lips were agape, almost drooling as his deep green eyes reflected the spiral that suddenly contaminated his sight and his mind, the tendrils of obedience burrowing in as he could only watch…and obey…
Watch…and obey…
Watch…obey…
Watch…obey…
Watch…
Obey…
Watch…
Obey…
“Watch where you’re going!”
The sounds of cars and city life suddenly swept Jason away as he felt the cool breeze of San Francisco’s summery air sow against his skin. Jason garnered the glare of a man he bumped into as he realised he had been staring at his phone the entire time, the spiral gone yet starting to grow harder than ever.
“Where am I? What-What happened?” muttered Jason, shaking his head and ignoring the looks from the others as he felt hot, but not from the heat or from the embarrassment of it all, hot from the lust as he felt his cock grow, and grow, and grow, its girth thickened, the body lengthened, the head grew until he felt it unfurl from the foreskin.
Wait, foreskin?
I- I don’t…don’t…have…have foreskin…have foreskin…Yeah, Yeah I have foreskin, what am I talking about?
Jason tried to hide his throbbing length as he quickly began walking, figuring out directions from where he was and head home. It was only a few minutes later before he was slamming his door behind him, heaving and sweaty. Feeling an odd compulsion to check his phone, Jason did so and was shocked to see his phone.
“Oh my god, w-what?” The apps were different, the wallpaper were different, Jason blinked and only just realised that his phone was different as he suddenly saw his Twitter profile.
“W-What? Wait is this actually workin- Oh!” Jason’s hand quickly grabbed his cock involuntarily as he felt his cock continue to throb but not from growth, from something else as something cold and almost metallic wrapped around the girth close to the head and begin to vibrate. “Oh god.”
The tides turned and twisted for Jason as he managed to start getting through the crowd feeling himself grow hotter and hotter from the day as he suddenly found someone calling him.
Oh thank god, Fred, just need to tell him I’ll be late and figure this out!
He accepted the call.
“Hey…man,” grunted Jason as he quickly moved through the crowds, starting to try and head home as he felt his fingers begin to grow against the phone. His palms easily began to grow wider and larger on his own phone as he ignored the sound of the fingers stretching out, simply smiling nervously.
“Woah, Jason is that you? Your voice sounds deeper,” started Fred.
“Yeah it’s-” Jason grunted again as he stifled another moan from the vibrator now working against his cock, the intensity beginning to rise against the shaky sensitive head. Jason flexed his fingers hearing them crack as they adapted to their new body. “Tell me what you want.”
“Only if you agree to stop cracking your knuckles, you know I hate that man. Anyway I just called to ask-”
“Oh!” moaned Jason, stuffing his larger fist into his mouth amidst the moan as he could feel his cock beginning to drip with pre-cum.
“…To ask if you were okay. Where are you? You haven’t come back from your lunch break.” Jason removed his fist, trying to keep his moans quiet as he felt the vibrations grow more intense once again.
“I’m okay. At home,” choked Jason.
“Home? No you need to be here now. Hammerschmidt is gonna be pissed and I helped you get this job to get a foot in the door-” Jason smacked his head against the back of the door feeling his socks and shoes begin to peel and tear away from the broadening feet that started to strike out of his footwear. His dark dress shoes billowing to the pressure of his giant feet that soared and snaked across the floor, wriggling.
You know what they say about men with big feet.
Jason moaned in delight to feel his cock grow an extra inch.
“Fred please,” begged Jason as he almost wanted to throw the phone away but couldn’t, didn’t, his fingers tightly locking across and felt so strong they’d almost crush the screen itself.
“No, listen to me, you’re being a hugeasshole,” retorted Fred. Jason suddenly fell forward, his ass inflating so much so quickly that it pushed him from the wall. He felt his eyes widening as he could feel his ass ballooning out of his pants, another thing to be ripped and torn away, shredded to absolute dust from the bubble butt that bounced from his behind. “Hello? Jason?”
“Fred, listen your words are having a much worse effect than you think,” grunted Jason. There was a pause as Jason could now feel whatever muscle and fat that his ass wouldn’t accept now transgressing towards his thighs to support his broadening frame.
“I know,” stated Fred. Jason suddenly couldn’t or rather wouldn’t say anything at all. “Your thighs should be feeling thick right now, huh?”
Jason couldn’t deny, barely standing up as the vibrations grew even more intense around his cock, what should have felt like burning hot wrath was now a heated seed of passion against the pink fleshy and drowning head of his own large dick. His thighs were undeniably thicker, the muscle slowly melding out of what thin legs he once had as they continued to grow, and grow, and grow. “How about your calves too?” Jason now steadily leaning on the wall for support as he could already watch the thin ends of his legs start to bulk up with pure muscle.
“Y-You? Fred? What? How-”
“Well, duh. Who do you think installed that app on your phone last week when you were passed out at my place?” chuckled Fred. “Besides nobody mentions that many body parts naturally. Now, just smile and enjoy this.”
A smirk crawled across Jason’s face as he felt himself growing closer and closer to orgasm.
“How’s your chest coming along? Is it broad and muscular like you always wanted?”
“Yes,” groaned Jason feeling the pectorals of his own chest beginning to define itself as they almost seemed to pop out from the amount of muscle that suddenly seemed to fade in from nothingness. Where there was a once thin chest, instead now seemed to perfectly begin replicating the same big and broad chest that he had seen in the cafe however long ago. Hair beginning to sprout up and grow as if his years of growing up were accelerated along thick lines of rich brown hair to swivel up and decorate his chest like a true man.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” asked Fred.
“Yes, sir,” moaned Jason as he blinked.
“Heh, I was hoping you’d choose the ‘Hypnosis’ part. That spiral I sent has done wonders,” noted Fred. “You like your abs? I hope they’re not a hugewaste of time.”
Jason panted looking down feeling the abs, similar to his own chest, pop out one by one to reveal the lean and light six pack that could barely be seen but allowed him to enjoy the larger waist that he had, ready to intimidate anyone who stood in his way from his large and muscular chest.
“Sir, please,” begged Jason wanting more as he began humping the air, spreading pre-cum everywhere as he was so close, so close, but he couldn’t cum, not until his master allowed it.
“Heh, you always said I was one step ahead. Now show me what you can do,” ordered Fred and Jason in an almost robotic fashion, watched his bicep bulge from simply holding out his phone and video calling Fred. He could see the man dressed in his suit and fondling his cock.
Jason could feel his mind racing, his head stretching further and further out as he groaned feeling his every movement, his every moan watched by his friend, Fred, now someone he found completely handsome and masturbating more and more as Jason lost his mind to the pleasure.
“W-What’s happening?” Jason’s deep voice resounded around the room as his American accent grew thicker, clutching his throat with one hand, he could feel the tips of his beard beginning to grow out and caress his hand against his sharp jawline. His nose grew, his lips became fuller, his eyes now instead of an emerald green became a deep and dark brown that reflected the incoming light whilst Jason continued to moan at the feeling of the vibrations against his cock. “P-Please sir!”
“Come.”
Jason looked down beginning to feel the vibration at an all time high as he began feeling gushes and gallons of cum spilled from his own cock covering his phone as he moaned out loud. His head rose in pleasure as Jason, but by the time he smiled down at his master whose cock jetted out wave after wave of cum on his screen, his mind drew a blank. Who was Jason? He could only smile down at his master, as Colby.
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