Feet

Bang Bang Bang

“Jason, is that you in there! Hurry the fuck up, I need to take a crap” Marty shouted.

“Fuck off! I’ll be there in a sec” Jason called back, he still had to make sure his hair and teeth were looking perfect. Jason primped and preened his look, it didn’t matter if the boys were just over to watch the game he had to look his best. At 6”3 Jason was a wall of muscle, plus with his sharp piercing features and deep voice he was the pinnacle of alpha dudes and he had to let the other boys know it. With another flex and smoulder Jason heard his phone go off. While he was a model and sportsman, on the side he was also a part time cash master, the perfect gig for an alpha like him. 

His phone confirmed that it was another payment from one of his cash pigs. This one loser had paid him half of his pay cheque just to see a photo of his feet, another nearly paid a thousand just for a video of him farting and he had made killing for the video he made flexing and demeaning this wimpy dude who contacted him. Now as he looked at the message he saw another big payment had come through for the muscle worship video he had posted. While Jason enjoyed the cash, he had mixed feelings about the pigs that paid him, while he admired their dedication he could not wrap his head around why they would be so desperate to worship, please and pay a random hot guy? 

As Jason looked at his phone with a puzzled expression, the wisps of green smoke began to creep towards him. All it took was a momentary thought, a flash of curiosity and a twinge of lust as the tendrils took hold as Jason thought “I wonder what goes through a guy’s head to act in such a pathetic, submissive and damn right embarrassing manner” 

The green wisps of smoke suddenly expanded and invaded Jason’s senses, rushing into every orifice and infecting his very being. It was quick, confusing and painless for Jason but it was done. An overwhelming sense of guilt and shame suddenly rushed over Jason, he had spent too long in the bathroom especially when someone was waiting. With a blushed red face Jason hurried out of the bathroom and shuffled to the lounge where the boys were waiting.

Jason shook his head, why was he so ashamed and walking like a little boy going to the headmasters office? However Jason didn’t have long to ponder his new demeanour as he saw his friend lying sprawled out on the couch. Immediately Jason felt nervous and intimidated in front of his smaller, lesser bro, but still he couldn’t help his body from standing awkwardly next to him, why wasn’t he sitting down?! 

“Bout fucking time” his bro moaned before letting out a long disgusting belch. 

Jason couldn’t understand what was happening to him, his body was now shaking with nerves and the feeling of shame and disappointment was nearly overwhelming. 

“Never make your superiors wait! You got that! Now get the fuck on your knees and give my feet a good tongue bath!” The bro snarled. 

Jason wanted to tell his smaller, weaker and disrespectful bro to go fuck himself and to get the fuck out of his home, but he couldn’t. His body was overcome with such shame that he was compelled to listen and obey. Jason screamed internally as he knelt down and the stench of sweaty jock feet invaded his senses. He couldn’t do it, he wouldn’t do it, he would never put his tongue anywhere near a foot let along his friends, dirty stinky soles! 

Yet no matter how much Jason fought, he could not fight his need to please and obey and within moments his tongue was dancing along the sole of his previous friend. The taste was just as rancid and salty as Jason imagined it to be, but no matter how disgusting it was, no matter how humiliated he felt and no matter how much his tongue explored every part of the foot he did not pull away. With tears in his eyes Jason pleaded at his friend to let him stop and that’s when Jason heard the distant flush of a toilet and in strutted Marty, with a look of arrogance and anger on his face as he slumped onto the couch. 

Jason looked at his friend hoping he’d help him as he sucked on the sweaty big toe, but the moment Jason made eye contact with Marty the shame washed over him again, as did his need to please. 

With a quick slap the foot fell out of his mouth and Marty grabbed his face. “You never make me wait ever again! You are a pathetic, worthless beta and your job is to pay for my apartment, wash my clothes and clean my feet! Now get cleaning!” 

Jason’s dick was rock hard and his body didn’t even hesitate to immediately start sucking on the dirty toes of his alpha. Jason wailed as he ravenously cleaned his former friend’s foot, no matter how much he fought, Jason could not escape his fate. As the six foot muscle god licked the soles of his new master, he felt his life change. Every penny of his money went to his masters, after his long work day he would do all the chores and then service his masters in any way he needed, all with a rock hard boner. With a quiet sobbing the former alpha felt the last of his confidence drained away and his former self drifted to the back of his mind.

Suddenly the feet were removed from Jason’s mouth and he watched in awe and arousal as Master Marty lifted his leg and let out a long groaning fart and within seconds Jason was face first in his master butt, sniffing, inhaling and begging to lick his ass clean. Leaving Jason’s cock straining against his shorts and his mind screeching as the stench of protein fart burned at his nostrils. 

The trickster laughed as the muscular Adonis sniffed up the rank fart, one down only 30 to go.