ToyBoy

Shane felt his dick stir as he looked at the picture his friend had sent him, the cute twink had only gone and landed a sexy daddy who was willing to pay for everything. Shane was filled with lust and jealousy as he stared at the gruff, ripped manly daddy in the picture, his feelings only intensified as his twinky friend continued to detail what a big cock he had and how huge his city apartment was. Shane knew he should be happy for his friend, if it all worked out he could live a comfortable life full of luxury and satisfying sex but envy and insecurity took hold as Shane sent a rather spiteful response and blocked his friend from replying. It wasn’t fair, how come he was able to bag such a boyfriend while Shane was barely getting a reply on his dating apps. Flicking quickly to his profile Shane looked to see if he had gotten any new matches but while he had some new ones, they were all from the same type of guy; losers. Shane looked at his profile and the picture he had taken moments before, perhaps it was just the way he looked that meant he only attracted the desperate and sleazy? Afterall he was nothing like his twink of a friend who had nabbed the ideal sugar daddy.

Shane stared at himself, at 23 he wasn’t bad looking. He had been told he had a cute face, a nice beard, good skin and most men loved the body hair, while he wasn’t totally happy with his body he had started working out and although he still had a belly and double chin, his arms were starting to bulk up nicely and the rest of him had slimmed down. Shane sighed at his picture, he thought he looked good so why didn’t he attract the richer, muscular, mature bears and daddies? Why was his app full of weirdos and losers? Shane huffed as he slumped down on his bed, still frowning and looking at his phone, the picture of the sugar daddy continuously popping up in his mind. Perhaps it was because he wasn’t skinny, perhaps it was because he didn't have a bubble butt or perhaps he was just destined to never find the guy of his dreams that would give him the life he always wanted and the sex he desperately needed. A mixture of jealousy, self-pity, sadness, anger and frustration bubbled inside Shane’s head as he couldn’t resist looking at the image of hunky daddy just one more time. Staring at the buff, rich, masculine man Shane made his wish, a wish of longing, desire and lust.

“I wish I had a big dicked daddy that would satisfy and look after me” Shane said just as he was about to start jerking off to the image but before his hand could get to his cock a wisp of green smoke had jolted from his phone and shot down his throat causing him to stand up and start coughing.

Shane spluttered and coughed in an effort to dislodge whatever had flown into his mouth, until with an unpleasant gulp it was gone. Standing up right, tears in his eyes, Shane tried to catch his breath, Shane watched as his small belly heaved up and down, he hated how it jiggled. However, as he watched his small gut move he realised that after a while his belly wasn’t coming out as far and the fatty wobble it was doing had stopped. Intrigued, Shane felt his stomach and was shocked to find it felt firmer, harder and with less to grab, it was almost as if his gut had disappeared. Rushing to the other side of his room Shane stood in front of his full length wardrobe mirror and as he saw his reflection he let out a surprised yelp. He was right about his stomach, the little belly had flattened out but it wasn’t the only part of him that had changed.

Shane stood baffled for a while as he looked at his altered reflection, curiously poking at his body and features he couldn’t believe what was happening. While it was clear the fat on his torso had disappeared from his now flat stomach, he had also lost weight from the rest of his body as well. From his reflection Shane could see he no longer had a double chin, the little moobs he had started to develop were gone, his arms and legs looked slimmer and while his butt was now smaller it looked more rounded and shapely, the start of a little bubble butt. Shane didn’t know whether to be overjoyed or terrified as he looked at his slimmer body, he must have lost 20 pounds in a matter of moments and while he looked great, it certainly wasn’t natural. Shane admired his new reflection and was about to ponder his next move when he noticed something odd, something about his chest looked off. A moment ago there had been small man tits, then he had lost the weight miraculously leading to a flat chest but now it looked like it was getting bigger again. Shane groaned and cursed himself, he knew it was too good to be true, it must have been some trick of the light that made him think he looked skinnier or slimmer because it seemed his little man boobs were back, however before dismissing his unreliable reflection he looked at his chest a little longer and he swore he saw it grow even further.

Moving closer to the mirror Shane groped one of his chubby little man tits and it was certainly more than a handful, far more flesh than he had before. For a brief moment Shane panicked, was he getting fatter? Was this some kind of cruel psychological trick making himself think he was skinny but in fact he was fatter than ever? Shane would have gone mad if he hadn’t continued to squeeze his fat moob, except when he felt his chest more he didn’t feel chub, he didn’t feel the jiggling fat instead it was hard and firm like his stomach, instead of grabbing fat, Shane had grabbed muscle. Shane took a step back as his whole body started to feel strange, while a new pectoral grew in his groping hand. A wave of lethargy followed by a wave of intense energy rolled through Shane’s body, it was as if he had just done the most intense workout of his life and then his muscles were replenished and he had more energy than ever. Shane found it hard to stand as the waves continued to alternate and undulate through his body, sitting on his bed his eyes were glued to his reflection, as it appeared that when the waves powered through him, his body changed to.

Shane was mesmerised as he felt his body tire and rejuvenate, while his body softened and hardened as muscles started to bulge out from every part of him. Shane watched in excitement and awe as his biceps bulged and his triceps grew to give him large defined arms, his stomach tensed as his ribs showed and the six tell-tale bumps of muscle pushed to the surface giving him the washboard abs he had always dreamed of. Shane was even more overjoyed when he felt his position he was sitting in get uncomfortable as his previous chubby behind, toned out and thickened until he possessed a cute, plump bubble butt. The rest of his body followed suit as his legs bulked up, defined and shaped muscles appeared around his shoulder and back, while his slimmer face now seemed more angular and chiselled, giving a more defined jawline. As the waves stopped, Shane couldn't help but let out a joyful laugh. Just moments before he had been wondering if he had a twink body like his friend, would he be able to attract better men. Well he didn’t need to wonder anymore, because gone was his chubby body and he had long surpassed what could be considered a twink, now he was a full on hunk. Giving himself a little pout and pulling a bicep pose, Shane marvelled at his new reflection, he didn’t care how it was possible, he didn’t care about the consequences, all he cared about was his new gorgeous, muscular body.

Shane found it hard to tear his eyes away from his new look, posing some more and pulling different expressions, Shane was enthralled by his reflection. However, this meant that it took awhile for him to notice that his body hadn’t exactly stopped changing just yet. If Shane hadn’t been so vain he might have noticed that his body hair had slowly started to recede back into his skin, he might have noticed that his loose, patterned boxers were shrinking and he might have noticed that his eyes had turned from brown to a shiny grey. It was only when his dirty blond hair started to darken to a deep black and his beard started to fade, that the new narcissistic hunk realised something wasn’t quite right. Shane wanted to speak, he wanted to tell the universe or whatever force that was around that they could stop now, he was already happy with the body, he didn’t need anything else. However, while Shane’s remarks would have gone unnoticed, the new hunk found he couldn’t vocalise them anyway. Shane tried to speak again as the changes continued across his body, but nothing escaped his lips. Shane tried again and this time his eyes went wide with shock and fear as when he tried to open his mouth he found it increasingly difficult, like his lips were made of metal and his body simply couldn’t lift them, meaning his lips parted only a small fraction while only a soft squeak exited them. Shane tried in vain to scream but this time his lips didn't even respond, moving his hand to his face he could manuel open them but the muscles wouldn’t respond to him. Becoming frantic Shane made an attempt to get up from his bed, but quickly he fell back down as the rest of his body started to feel like his lips. Shane started to panic as he tried to move and speak but all of his efforts were in vain as he continued to slump back onto his bed. Propped up by his arms Shane was forced to watch as he body finished changing, all of his body hair had now disappeared, his lips now looked fuller and plumper, his hair was now jet black and his boxers had turned into a pair of speedos or hot pants with a word on it that hugged his body and butt. Then with a wisp of green smoke, something plonked onto Shane’s head and his look was complete. Staring at his reflection Shane was both puzzled and terrified to see his hunkish body looking more youthful and cute, as a slutty, frat boy, twunk stared back at him, unable to speak and barely able to move.

Shane couldn’t believe it, all that joy and vanity had evaporated as he stared back at a reflection that wasn’t his and a body that would barely respond to his commands. Shane knew he needed to get help but his body just felt so heavy now, even turning his head was an immense effort let alone trying to stand. Feeling his body grow weaker Shane felt himself start to cry, losing his position Shane sobbed as his body slid onto its back, his new muscles just for show. With all of his strength and resolve Shane tried one last time to move and shout for help but all that amounted to was the slightest movement of his hand and an inaudible wheeze blowing out of his gaping mouth. With a tear rolling down his cheek Shane was left motionless, staring at his ceiling trapped in a body that couldn’t move or speak. Shane expected that his life would not last much longer, that the perfect body was just one last mercy before the end. Ready to accept his faint Shane watched the ceiling above him warp and blur, when his vision cleared he was met with bright light. However, this wasn’t a heavenly light from the clouds, it was a dingy yellowish glow from a cheap bulb swing from a new unfamiliar ceiling.

Shane only had a fews seconds to focus on his new surroundings before he heard the heavy thudding of footfall. Unable to move Shane could do nothing as the steps got louder and closer, until they stopped just beside him. A stench of sweat and grime hit Shane like a truck, the sour odor assaulting his senses, the frozen Shane could only smell and endure the disgusting miasma. Shane was only momentarily distracted by the foul smell as he felt the presence of someone looming over him, their deep laboured breathing filling the room. Shane was petrified and the waiting was even more unsettling, the newly paralysed frat hunk would have given anything for him just to see where he was and who he was with but his unresponsive body just stared dumbly upwards. It was then Shane felt something graze his cheek, he would have jumped with fright if his body would have allowed it but instead he stayed motionless, sobbing internally as he felt a clammy, sweaty hand caress his cheek.

A gruff, throaty grumble then reverberated across the room “Mmm very nice, just like a real boi”. The almost menacing voice was then followed by a loud, churning belch that echoed throughout the room, the stench soon dropping down to Shane’s level and gracing him with its cheesy, meaty smell. Shane then felt the sweaty hand grab his face and squeeze his cheeks, causing his mouth to open. Then without warning Shane saw another hand come into view and quickly shove a couple of chubby, dirty fingers into his mouth. Shane would have gagged if he could as the fingers tasted of old sweat, as if moments before they had scratched an armpit or a pair of balls. Shane could only whimper as he felt the fingers work over his mouth pushing themselves in deeper down to his throat and pulling out. Violated Shane couldn’t imagine things getting any worse, but as the hands were removed from his face his head slumped to the side and finally Shane could see who had just orally assaulted him. Standing no more that five foot five a morbidly obese, older, sweaty bald man stood with his hands on his head, staring lustfully at Shane, while a huge bulge pulsed in his ill fitting underwear.

Shane wanted to scream as he watched the fat, odorous man pull down his underwear, Shane wanted to scream even louder when he saw the humongous, thick, nine inch cock bounce free. Shane was only able to sob as the large, fat man grabbed Shane and started to manoeuvre his frozen body into the position he wanted it. The man was careless and rough as he turned Shane over and pulled off his blue undies revealing Shane’s tight little asshole. Propping up the nice round bubble butt, Shane was left in an uncomfortable humiliating position, waiting for the inevitable.

The large fat man stood back and marvelled at what he saw. “Mmm good, you look and feel just like a real person." The obese man paused as he circled his fat finger around Shane's hole "And I should think so too. After all I paid well over 5 grand for you, so you better be as good as the reviews say on the website” The obese man said a dolloped a large helping of lube on his colossal fat cock. Shane was screaming internally, he was a real person! He wasn’t something that could be bought and sold! There shouldn’t be reviews about him! What was happening!? Shane wailed as he saw the massive lubed up cock and obese man disappear from his sight and all he could do was wait.

With immense pain Shane felt the enormous cock being shoved into his ass, the incredibly thick dick nearly splitting him in two as it snaked down his asshole. Shane would be howling and crying if his body was at all under his control but instead it just stayed limp, unfazed by the enormous anal intrusion. Mentally breaking down Shane felt the fat man grab either side of his waist as he got a good grip and then started to fuck Shane’s hole. His perfectly round, plump bubble butt was a pleasure to fuck, spank and grope but sadly it wasn’t as pleasurable for Shane as while paralysed his senses were very much alive. The pain of the cock, the feeling of the fat gut slapping his body, the smell of sweaty, musky body odor and the taste of the dirty bedding below were all too much for Shane as he broke down into uncontrollable cries and yelps. All while the fat obese man grunted and groaned in pleasure having fun with his new human like toy.

After around 30 minutes the obese man finally unleashed his load into the pitiful Shane, the enormous weight of the man collapsing on top of the frozen hunk. Shane could do nothing as the man crushed him under his huge gut and soon snoring could be heard. Stuck under the fat beast of man, smelling his ripe, unwashed body and feeling his cum rapidly cool on his insides Shane prayed he too would fall asleep, however an object is not granted such a mercy. Over the coming weeks Shane would soon come to realise that this was his new life, he would be kept in this room and every so often the fat man would come and have his way with him. Once he was finished he would sleep for a bit, often cuddling Shane or flattening him and then he would leave, this would happen several times a day and more often on weekends. Eventually, Shane would piece everything together, being permanently awake and his only human contact being fucked by the smelly fat man, Shane had a lot of time to think and distract himself. What seemed like an eternity ago he had made a wish for a big-dicked daddy and that's exactly what he got, a well endowed, middle aged man, with a son he never saw, a man that earned a lot of money and who has spent it on a hyper realistic sex doll. A man that now owned Shane, a man that would fuck Shane’s asshole or mouth three or four times a day. A man that would be the only person he ever saw for the rest of his life, the life of toy-boy.