Forgotten

 

“Are you staring at me? Wait… can you see me? You can tell that I’m not just a toilet? Oh god I have been waiting for this day! PLEASE you have to help me! I have been here for years, I don’t know how it happened but it is hell on earth! I can taste and smell everything, it's disgusting! I have no idea how I ended up as a toilet in my gym but you have to save me!”

Useless

 

“Are you ready baby!” Aaron slurred as he kicked down his pants and pulled open his shirt to reveal his huge soft cock, his body swaying slightly.


“Fuck yes! God your cock is so big! I can’t wait for you to fuck me!” Carl growled as he pulled Aaron onto the bed for a kiss. The pair were making out for a minute when Carl pulled back. “Have you been drinking babe?” Carl said as he tasted the leftover beer in his mouth and smelt the alcohol on Aaron’s breath.


“Yeah yeah just a one or two after work. It's no big deal” Aaron said, dismissing his boyfriend’s question and definitely lying about how much he had to drink.


“You forgot we were meeting tonight didn’t you?” Carl said, annoyed at his obviously drunk boyfriend’s negligence, Carl had spent the whole evening douching and preparing for tonight and if he hadn’t texted Aaron he probably wouldn’t have even showed up.


“C’mon baby, I’m here now and I’m horny.” Aaron slurred his words again as he sloppily kissed Carl once again. Carl should have pushed Aaron away and told him to get out, this wasn’t the first time he had shown up drunk and it wasn’t the first time he had forgotten plans however, Carl had spent the last few hours prepping to be fucked and it had been a week since he had gotten a good dicking from Aaron. Putting aside his morals Carl continued making out with his boyfriend, he would get fucked now and deal with everything else in the morning. As Aaron squeezed his butt and started to finger his hole, Carl’s mind quickly returned to thoughts sex and he eagerly leant down towards Aaron’s monster cock.

 

Hide

 

I bet you can’t even see me from here huh. I reckon it just looks like a jock’s hairy bubble butt, one that is constantly firing out beefy, lingering protein farts and sweating constantly. Well look closer… still can’t see me, well fuck, then I am truly screwed. 

Look I'm here climbing up the sweaty smelly ass hairs! 

Graduation

 

Professor Charles Hopper breathed a sigh of relief as he exited the lecture hall, he only had a week's worth of class left to teach before he could finally relax and get back to his true passion, research. In all honesty he hated teaching but the university would only agree to fund his research and projects if he agreed to teach a class. Charles raised his head and began to walk, he made it no secret that he believed the standards of the university had declined especially with the incoming students. Consequently, he had enacted his own personal revenge on the matter by making his class almost impossible to pass. Charles was not willing to allow the mediocre or even the stupid slip and slide their way through this institution to get a degree. Charles loosened his tie and headed back to his office glad to be away from the stares of the gormless youth that had to attend his lectures, he was just leaving the building when he stopped and frowned at the sight before him. It was Blake Ashcroft posing in the most arrogant manner and dressed in the most ridiculous clothes, the cocky meathead had been Charles’s worst student yet and he had taken great pleasure in failing him. Charles folded his arms and looked at Blake, did he think posing and flexing was a way to win him over? It just made him look even more idiotic, Charles could hardly believe that someone who could barely write a 500 word essay was allowed at this university. While Charles was investigating the biochemical effects of a new drug on the human nervous system, Blake was kicking or throwing a ball around or whatever dumb sport he did. It was insulting that both of them attended the same university and regardless of his poor performance in his class Charles would have failed him out of spite anyway. 

The jock was no doubt here to bargain his way into a passing grade, but the narcissistic moron would have better luck getting blood from a stone. After a few seconds Charles began tapping his foot as the jock continued to pose, eventually getting fed up with Blake's little show he finally had to acknowledge the jock’s presence. 

Worn

 

Jerry sat waiting a mixture of fear and excitement racing through his mind, in just a few moments he would be worn by his favourite porn model. Standing over him was Sophia, the most beautiful woman in the world to Jerry and she had the best butt he had ever seen. He had jerked off thousands of times to those cheeks and the idea of being helpless and at the mercy of her beautiful behind had caused him to cum at least once a day for a whole year until it almost became an obsession. He didn’t just want to fuck her, he didn’t just want to eat her ass, no he wanted to be be dominated, controlled and humiliated by her perfect bubble butt. Eventually those thoughts were so invasive that it was literally all Jerry thought about, he wanted to be nothing more than her thong, stuck between her cheeks and at the mercy of Sophia.


With the new transformation technology Jerry knew it was possible but he needed to know Sophia would wear him, so he offered her everything, his house, car and entire life savings. He explained that he wanted to be helpless, to be controlled by her juicy butt and to never return to his life before, he wanted to belong to her ass cheeks. It took a week to get a message back but it seemed Sophia was happy to oblige especially when she was told how much money she would get. She even promised that he would be looked after and worn at least once a day. Jerry had jerked off to that message so many times and within a week he had sold everything and donated it all to Sophia. When he went to get transformed he even brought an already addressed box for him to be posted and now he had finally arrived and he was now just a cute pink thong ready to be worn. 

Grow

 

Andrew sighed as he scrolled through his phone, ignoring the text from his long time girlfriend about starting dinner. Slouched down, it wasn’t just his body that was deflated. Andrew's entire life for the last 6 months had just felt stagnant and boring. Work was a dead end with no more room for progression, just sitting at a desk and writing emails to fucking Janine. His friends were all busy with their families, getting married or going travelling, while he was stuck with a relationship he was too comfortable in to actually leave. All he did for fun was binge watch shows and drink beer, Andrew was just stuck in a mindless loop of boredom and mediocrity. Andrew was about to finish his hour long scroll session when an email notification popped up, clicking it he didn’t recognise the organisation that sent it. He couldn’t remember even seeing it or signing up to something called FlipsideFans, it was probably just spam but the title of the email had gotten his attention. It read ‘Expand and grow your horizons. Be the best you!’ Andrew smiled either it was coincidence or serendipity but either way Andrew opened the email not seeing the wisp of green smoke encircle his feet.


Andrew was not expecting much from the spam email but the more he read the more intrigued he became in FlipsideFans.



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Andrew was confused as there was no link to a website and no more information about the company, it just asked you to say that you wanted to be a part of the family. Andrew was hesitant as his lips opened to speak but then he soon became dismissive and felt ridiculous. Andrew was just about to put away his phone when a wisp of green smoke rushed past his nostrils and for a moment he felt more relaxed, more open and for a split second his inhibitions faded which was just enough time for his body to say out loud ‘I wish to be part of the Flipside family’.

The ass glue saga