Look at your dad. Look at how happy he now is with a big fat
dick up his ass. This is all your fault you know, your dad wouldn’t be a fag
now if you hadn’t fired me. You said I was crazy, but clearly I knew what I was
talking about. Your dad just can’t stop begging me for my dick.
So yeah, you may have fired me, but I’ve kept my research
alive and well. It’s not perfect, the drug was supposed to only last for a
total of twenty-four hours. It’s been eighty hours and counting and your dad
still has an insatiable appetite for dicks. It might be permanent, we’ll have
to wait and see.
I’ll send him back to you in a few weeks, once I’ve finished
up all my tests. Then I might use this new drug on you. You do have one fine
piece of ass. We’ll have to wait and see, this is all your fault anyway, you
cheapskate bigot.
When I came home and found my two diaper slaves like this, I
couldn’t help but smile. They had both insisted when I bought them from their
folks that they were not gay. But young men are horny men and being confined to
a diaper I knew they would break. It had taken a while and some mental
manipulation but they had already grown to love sucking my dick. Now seeing how
much love has grown between them warms my heart. They’re clearly soulmates,
whether they want to admit it or not. Maybe I’ll let them take their diapers
off soon so they can learn to love anal too.
While on Earth, Embal took the form of a muscled man with
the name of Eddie. At the moment he was posing as a high school coach. He had
been working hard to corrupt the teenagers in his charge. Tommy here was his
prized pupil though, much further along than the others. When Eddie first
arrived, Tommy was a mild mannered, goody-two-shoes dork, and now here he was,
raping his own father’s ass.
Eddie delighted in seeing Tommy become the cruel top he knew
he could be. The lust he had planted within would continue to grow, and lead Tommy
down a dark path of lust and pain. And Eddie would be there to keep the young
man on track, make sure he never veered off course so that he could be another
demon once he finally met his end.
Josh has the Omega Curse. Instead of suffering through a
period every month, this curse makes him suffer through a heat every month, a
three-to-five day period in which he is overcome with internal heat and a
mind-numbing need to be penetrated and used by other men over and over again.
This month’s heat had been the worst one yet. It had came on
unexpectedly while he was riding his motorcycle, which led to his crash. He
awoke here in the hospital, bandaged up. The need for dick was so overwhelming
though, he was desperate. He began to beg the doctors and nurses to shove their
dicks up his needy hole.
The ceremony was weird, nearly demonic, but when it was
over, I left planning on never seeing the man again. The cancer was gone within
days, but I couldn’t be happy. Because all I could think about was cock. It
seems that I not only gave this man my anal virginity, but also my sexuality
and love. Within days I abandoned my family and returned to him, because I
realized the only thing in life that truly maters is worshiping Satan through
the worship of dicks.
The saying was snitches gets stitches, but Jacob and Malcom
had a better way of dealing with nosy neighbors. Mark was one of those
neighbors who had called the cops on them, thinking they were running a drug
ring out of their house. What he didn’t realize was that they were doing something
far more sinister. They were kidnapping white men and turning them into slaves
that they then sold off. And when Mark tried to rat them out, he inadvertently volunteered
himself to be their next slave. Sure they won’t get the money out of him a fresh
college boy would get them, but he’ll still end up selling pretty well. That is
after they have their fun with him. Hell, maybe they’ll keep him as one of
their own house fags.
Then came the next picture, which was a close up of my
brother taking a big fat black dick up his ass. I looked back at the first
picture and realized that the man to my brother’s right was our high school
science teacher Mr. Moore. My phone rang. It was my brother. I immediately told
him to knock off whatever joke this was, but it wasn’t his voice, it was Mr.
Moore’s voice, giving me instructions to meet them at our old high school gym
at 8 pm. I could hear Liam’s voice in the background moaning like a bitch.
I don’t know why I obeyed. I didn’t plan on doing it, but
still I somehow found myself standing in the gym at the time told to me. I
watched as Mr. Moore and two other black men came waltzing in. My brother was
with them, on his hands and knees, naked, collared and leashed, with a huge
smile.
“Are you ready for your life of servitude to begin?” Mr.
Moore asked me. He snapped his fingers and the next thing I knew I was smiling
ear to ear, begging him to make me his slave. It wasn’t long before I was on my
knees sucking black dick beside my brother, both loving and hating every second
of it, knowing that this will be my life from now on.
My step-brother Allen had always been on the strange side,
but here lately he had been acting weirder than normal. I had tried asking him
what was wrong but I kept getting the cold shoulder.
Well one night, after work, we got into it. It started over
something stupid, so stupid I can’t recall what it was. It started to escalate
and Allen tried to take off, but I wouldn’t let him. It eventually reached the
point where I told him to “kiss my ass”, and you know what, he did. I was
stunned at first, but then everything clicked. I tested my hypothesis and told
him to suck my dick, and that’s exactly what he started doing. As it turns out,
his ex-girlfriend was a witch, and she put an obedience curse on him. He’s
incapable of disobeying me, which of course I took advantage of.
Allen is now more-or-less my live in fag. I had always
thought he was cute, and having the kind of sexual power over him I do is an
amazing high. Is he happy to be my fag, well he wasn’t at first, probably still
isn’t, but I don’t care. It’s hot, it’s fun, it’s intoxicating. Fucking your
brother is a blast, even if it is a brother from another mother.
Waking up in some stranger’s bed, he initially thought he
had gotten lucky. However, when he saw the “Black Power” shirt he was wearing,
he started to get goosebumps. Why would he be wearing such a shirt? Also why
was his body so sore?
Inspecting his body he learned that he had tattoo’s that
hadn’t been there before. Disturbing and demeaning tattoos that he would never
had chosen, like “Black Man’s Bitch”.
He tried to leave the strange room he had awoken in but
found himself unable to cross the threshold. His body just wouldn’t obey. His
mind kept telling him that his master would be back for him soon. Somehow, he
just knew he was a slave now, and he was scared out of his mind. Even scarier
was the desires he was feeling to worship this master’s cock with his mouth and
ass.
Richard had started out a typical white boy, now he was a
bitch for black cock.
My name is Chad, and I used to be a man. I think the only
word that fits me now is slave.
I know I look happy, but on the inside it’s the exact
opposite. I hate what I have become, but there’s nothing I can do. Master has
control over my mind and body.
How did this happen? Well, I was a college jock; I'd gotten
a scholarship for playing baseball. The deal was I had to keep my grades up. My
Freshman year was fine, but then in my Sophomore year, I ended up in Astrology
with Professor Grey. I was struggling, science was never my strong suit. I went
to the professor and asked him for help, and he claimed that if I helped him
with an experiment he was doing after school, he would pass me. I foolishly
agreed, and soon I was in his lab with a VR-like helmet over my head. Thirty
minutes later when I took the helmet off, I was under his complete control.
Unable to disobey any directives, I found myself forced to drop out of school
and become his full-time slave, doing work around his house and keeping his
cock happy.
So how did I become dickless? Well after a few months of
slavery, I found a loophole and managed to escape. I managed to get back to my
old dorm and tell my best bud what was happening to me. Unfortunately, Master
caught up with me. He then put that helmet on Adam and sold him off. Then to
punish me, he put me in a deep sleep and when I awoke, my manhood had been
replaced by this hole.
So, I haven’t seen you here at one of Master’s parties
before. I’m busy preparing the dinner as you can see, Master loves throwing
these parties just to humiliate me.
Well, go take a seat, dinner is about done. And don’t worry
about that boner. I’m sure I’ll end up with my lips around it sooner than
later.
It turns out that Johnny didn’t let straight dudes fuck him
for a reason. It seems his asshole has a special power to make straight dudes
gay. I can understand, after just one fuck I never want to shove my dick up a
different hole. The problem is, I don’t want to shove my dick up any hole, I
want to have a dick shoved up my hole. I want to take as many dicks up inside
me as I can. I didn’t know why until Johnny explained it to me, and its too
late for him to turn me back. Oh well, at least I have a hot body and ass that
many dudes are willing to fuck.
The three hetero friends had all been cursed to become gay.
Alvin was cursed to be a full bottom. Jared was cursed to be a switch. And
Mason was cursed to be a top. It took some time to adjust but now they all find
it more of a blessing than a curse and argue over who received the best role,
because they all believe they got the best curse. The one who really came out
on top though was the landlord, who had cursed them. With camera’s throughout
their place, he can watch all the hot fucking from the comfort of his own
place.
