Hey wait a minute— did you hypnotize me again?
I’ve not been taken down like this, to my knowledge, but it might be hot…
Hey big bro. Wassup. Yeah yeah I’m naked. You’re always the one tellin me- feels fucking good right?
Just been flipping through the music you gave me. You were right on, you got some good stuff. Weird ass titles but the “Brodum” and “Jockup” tracks were sweet.
Now you want somethin? Cause I wanna finish this playlist, gotta listen to “Bodswoll” and “Horndup Hung” next… unless you gonna join me?
Magic hypno files would be nice.
“Shit dude,” he said as we both unzipped and pulled out our dicks. “I think we both just hypnotized each other.” I tried to respond, to resist, to cover myself up, but it was like I’d become his slutty puppet and he’d become mine.
Brody giggled. “I feel so stupid,” he said, brushing his hand over his erect cock.
“That’s right,” I told him. “The bigger it gets, the dumber you become.”
“Oh man,” he said, looking down as his dick gained another inch. “I should be worried.” But he just laughed out loud as I reached down to run my finger along the bottom of his dick.
“You want me to stop?” I asked.
“Uh, maybe you should,” he slurred, “but maybe just make it a little bit bigger.”
“You asked for it,” I said, and his dick surged up with size, reaching past his belly button halfway to his nipples.
Brody just burst out laughing. “So big!” he said.
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“Dude, I told you not to eat those pink berries,” Eric told me. I had just been pulling them off a bush and popping them in.
“I thought they were raspberries,” I said. “What are these?”
“You’ll find out,” he said, and my body started tingling.
That’s when the stretching began. I felt a hard pull from every direction as I gradually grew taller, lankier, like a piece of taffy being stretched. I arches my feet as they became longer, my toes wriggling like fingers. Even my dick stretched out.
“What the hell?” I gasped.
Eric just smirked at me. Then the mental changes started – suddenly he was the hottest man I’d ever seen. I had to have him. Service him. Make him happy.
“What’s happening to me?” I slurred.
“Perfect berries,” Eric said. They turn you into the perfect mate of the next person you see. You know I like tall dumb guys, right?“
I stepped over to him and put my hand on his shoulder, pulling him close for a kiss. It was weird to be doing this to my best friend, and then suddenly it wasn’t weird at all. I was his slut.
“You gonna fuck me?” I asked, gesturing to our van parked nearby.
“Might as well,” said Eric. “Strip down and get in so I can inspect this new body of yours.”
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Perfect Berries are an instant turn on.
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