Irresponsible

Jensen sighed, the paperwork from his job had been building non-stop, his bills and taxes were yet to be finished and on top of it all he was supposed to be planning a whole family trip. Jensen looked at the mountain of work in front of him and rubbed his eyes, while he loved his family and was comfortable with his job, the workload was just too much, he was constantly having to juggle responsibilities. Whether it was doing another presentation for the company, organising the kids schedule or managing his staff at the office or at home, he was always in charge and it was exhausting.

A loud vibrating startled Jensen from his rest, it was his phone buzzing on his desk. Jensen groaned as he reached for his phone and checked the message. It was from his wife, she wanted to know what time the pool boy, gardener and their son's math tutor was supposed to arrive and whether it was possible for them hire a manservant to help keep the house tidy, babysit and keep the boy's rooms and nursery looking clean. Jensen held his breath and suppressed his anger and anxiety as he typed back when the workers would be arriving and how he would get straight onto hiring another member of staff.

Jensen dropped his phone into the desk and lent back into his chair, that's all he needed another person to be responsible for. Through gritted teeth and a long exhale Jensen made his wish.

"I wish I didn't have to be in charge anymore"

Within moments Jensen seemed to be engulfed in green smoke, Jensen struggled and fell off his chair and into unconsciousness.

Jensen awoke confused and disoriented, as the wisps of green smoke cleared he no longer found himself on his office floor having fallen off his chair but instead he was at his own front door. Jensen looked around, how had he got here? He noticed his car was not on the driveway, which meant someone had to have brought him home, but who? Jensen rubbed his head, he had no memory of getting home but what was more unsettling was that as Jensen rubbed his head. he ran his fingers through his hair and it felt strange. The sides were now shaven and the hair on top felt longer, greasier and full of product. Jensen immediately ran to one of the windows on his house to check his reflection.

Jensen gasped, he had expected something to have happened to his hair but not his entire face. Jensen stared, stunned at what he saw, gone was his dirty blonde hair replaced by a greasy black quiff, gone was his blue eyes replaced by a dull brown, gone was his angular features replaced by a soft chin, button nose and plump lips, gone was his impressive stature and height leaving him at just short of five foot five, but most significantly was his skin colour, gone was pale white replaced with perfect, mocha. Jensen started to panic, this wasn't his reflection but the frightened expression on the face said otherwise. He needed to get help and ran to his front door and banged on the door hard and thankfully his wife answered. Jensen wanted to shout at his wife to help him, to call a doctor or a scientist but for some reason Jensen found himself unable to talk and unable to move.

'Oh! I didn't expect you already, but my Jensen is always so organised'

Jensen was confused what was his wife talking about? Jensen then looked down and saw what he was now wearing. No longer was he in the expensive blue suit but instead he was now in a black suit, a jacket and tie, the uniform of a manservant.

'Well then you might as well get started, first familiarize yourself with the house. How about you start in the garage and sort out some of the tools, then come out back to the pool I need the furniture arranged properly and then come upstairs and find the boys rooms, they will be who you'll be serving most of the time. Now then the garage is the door on the left, any questions don't hesitate to ask the rest of the staff'.

Jensen looked stunned as he watched his wife start to walk away, she didn't recognize him at all, all she saw was a lowly manservant. A member of staff for her to boss around, a member of staff that was told to familiarize himself with his own home and to serve his own kids! Jensen wanted to scream he wanted to shout after his wife to come back and help him but his body didn't even make a sound and begun to move towards the garage on its own accord. Luckily his wife turned around and Jensen smiled, he knew she had to be kidding.

'Oh I didn't catch your name?'

Jensen's heart sunk as he looked back at his wife of 15 years, the wife that didn't even know her husband was in front of her, however Jensen was even more down trodden as his mouth opened and in a thick Mexican accent he replied 'Jorge. Miss'

Jensen was mentally screaming as he walked away from his wife and into his messy garage. He couldn't control his body as he began move the tools and equipment around in an attempt to make it tidier. It was only after 5 minutes of tidying and Jensen wondering how he managed to get into this situation, that he realized that he was not alone. Jensen looked up and in the corner holding a pair of shears was his gardener. Jensen gulped as he looked up at the man who he previously was in charge of, the six foot five man now towered over the new much smaller Jensen. His huge arm and ass muscles bulged out of his overalls and quickly Jensen noticed it wasn't the only thing that was bulging. Jensen had never felt so intimidated as his gardener approached him and put his hands on the tiny Jorge's shoulders.

'Hmmm I see you're the new piece of ass around here' the gardener said as his hand slid down Jensen's back and cupped his new brown buttocks. Jensen was both frightened and disgusted but it seemed Jorge felt differently as Jensen felt his body arch his back and rub his cute bubble butt against the gardener. Jensen's eyes went wide as the felt himself being pulled round the back of all the tools and gardening equipment to a small camp bed. All Jensen could do was cry as his new little body stripped out of his new uniform and presented his virgin hole to the gardener.

While Jensen screamed, Jorge moaned in pleasure as the gardener took his virginity, fucking him hard and rough, making sure he cummed deep in Jensen's ass. Once it was done the gardener smiled and give Jensen's ass a slap.

'Meet me here everyday at 8.00am and 5.30pm. That ass is mine.' The gardener then laughed as he adjusted his overalls and went back to work.

Jensen was exhausted both mentally and physically, plus the feeling of the Gardner's cum leaking out of his ass heightened his humiliation. All he wanted to do was lie down and let the ground swallow him up, except that's what Jensen wanted, Jorge had a job to do.

Jensen sobbed as Jorge got back up and dressed, keeping the load still in his asshole. After all the lady of the house had told him he was needed by the pool.

Jensen was in a daze as his body continued to do its new job as it begun gathering cushions for the sun loungers and moving around the patio furniture. All the while the hot load of the gardener was leaking out of his asshole. It must have barely been an hour and Jensen was already exhausted, while he was use to working, physical labour and being fucked senseless was not what he was use to. Jensen would have given anything to be back in his office working on his taxes but instead he was busy moving parasols around for his family and much to Jensen's dismay attracting the attention of his pool boy. Jensen had being trying his hardest not to make eye contact, but now it was impossible as he was now lounging on a the exact chair that Jensen needed. Jensen grimaced as he saw the fat bulge in the pool boys pants and squirmed as the gardeners load dripped from his ass.

Jensen didn't want a repeat of what happened earlier but yet again Jorge had a different idea, as against his will Jensen found himself dropping the cushion in his hand, turning around and bending over, presenting his ass to the clearly horny pool boy.

This time there was no exchange of words, the pool boy simply grabbed Jensen by his collar and pulled him into the nearest bedroom. Without even a sound the pool boy stripped Jensen down and pushed him onto the bed before quickly shedding his clothes. Jensen knew there was no use fighting but still he tried to fight back, he was a successful business man and family man, he was in charge of this guy, he paid his salary, but now he was presenting his freshly fucked ass to him and it appeared that neither the pool boy or Jorge cared.

 Jensen sobbed as he felt the large fat cock enter him, while the pool boy was not as rough as the gardener he was certainly kinkier. Jensen did nothing as the pool boys hands wrapped themselves around his neck and squeezed, the choking only adding to Jorge's pleasure and Jensen's misery. Jensen whimpered as he felt the fresh load of the pool boy deposit up his ass, his little body exhausted. Just as it had begun, the pool boy did not say a word, however after getting dressed he quickly scrawled something on a piece of paper and left the room. Jensen didn't want to read it, he wanted to get in the shower and cry but he was no longer in control, Jorge was. So the freshly fucked manservant rolled over on the bed, squeezing his asshole to keep in the second load of cum and checked the note.

'Meet me at my car at 7.00 before work and here at 3.30. You're gonna be my new bitch'

Jensen wanted to screw up the note and run away but Jorge was all to happy to slip it into his jacket pocket. Jensen didn't even try to fight as he watched himself get dressed once again, his new body never failing to continue its work. With a quick check in the mirror and a straighten of his tie Jensen found himself heading up stairs to his boys bedrooms.

Jensen had 5 boys aged between 16 and 12, he had adored his boys, they were the apple of his eyes and there was nothing he wouldn't do for them. That's exactly why he got them a maths tutor, while they were his boys, they weren't exactly the sharpest tools in the box. Jensen fought his hardest against his own body as he paused before opening the door to his two eldest sons room, his wife hadn't recognised him would his boys? As soon as Jensen entered the room as his question was answered, all Jensen got from his boys was a small sneer as they glanced up from their math homework. However Jensen couldn't help but notice the look he got from the tutor who was standing over them, as Jensen put his head down he swore he saw the tall bronzed man lick his lips. Jensen cried internally as he went about tidying his son's room, picking up their dirty laundry, making their beds, gathering up the crumpled tissues from the nightstand. Things only got worse as his sons demanded he scrub their en suite toilet and remove the hair from their shower drain. Jensen could do nothing as he realized his precious boys were in fact spoilt, vicious brats who believed that they were truly better than him. Jensen could do nothing but sob as he realized that he now worked for these stubborn, spiteful boys and would be waiting on them for the rest of their lives.

After scrubbing his boys crap off the side of a toilet bowl, Jensen was defeated. His lacked any control over his new body, he had no authority in his new job and he demanded no respect what so ever in his new role within the house that use to be his. Jensen had no idea how this had come to be, how he had gone from rich, important and revered to a bossed around, toilet scrubbing manservant, but what Jensen did know was that things could not get any worse... at least that's what he thought. As a slam of a door made his new tiny body jump, Jensen looked around to the bedroom behind him, his boys were gone but their tutor was not. Jensen looked at the man who stared at him with a angry lustful gaze and felt his new slender body walk towards him. 'NO PLEASE JORGE! NOT AGAIN!' Jensen begged, his new persona not even listening to the dull whisper at the back of his mind as he removed his uniform for the third time. Jensen sobbed as he crawled onto the bed and arched his back, his wet asshole glistening and lubed up from the two previous loads of cum inside it. Jensen tried pleading, praying and begging for mercy from Jorge or the cosmic force that has put him in this situation, but sadly no one listened as the tutor lined his hard, 11 inch cock up with Jorge's leaking hole.

The last thing Jensen heard before he was pushed to the furthest part of his own mind was the sexual grumble of the tutor as he growled "Now it's time I teach you a lesson" Before plunging his fat cock deep into Jorge's asshole and sending Jensen screaming to the back of his mind, forever trapped as a prisoner in a new life with much less responsibility.

Jensen had his wish granted, between his boys and his wife he would never be in charge of anything again, he would forever be told what to do, where to be and when to do it. Plus Jensen now had three, very muscular, very horny and very dominant men to make all his personal decisions for him. The only thing Jorge had to be in charge of was his schedule, after all he had to make sure he squeezed in his 8 fucks a day.