You Asked Your Tiny Alien Friend To Turn Your Celebrity Crush, Henry Cavill, Into A Vessel. Now You're

You asked your tiny alien friend to turn your celebrity crush, Henry Cavill, into a vessel. Now you're riding the most famous Daddy celebrity while he works out at his personal gym.

Feed My Boyfriend Souls - The Mall Guard

I was at the mall with my boyfriend when a sexy guard walked by us, I couldn't help but turn my head and look at that big ass being hugged by that tight uniform.

"Damn, look at that ass," I whispered to my boyfriend, who also turned his head to admire the guard's ass.

"Do you like it? You want me to-"

"No, It's fine," I said, putting one hand on my boyfriend's ass and squeezing it. "I like your current ass." He smirked at me and we kissed.

One hour later we were at the movie theater, in the middle of the movie I turned to my boyfriend since I noticed he had grown very quiet, my heart almost stopped when I saw his blank face, his eyes were lifeless and his mouth was hanging open with popcorn still inside his mouth.

"Fuck..." I cursed to myself; my boyfriend had left his current host and now the body was left without a soul to control it. You see, my boyfriend died many years ago, I loved him too much to just let him go, so I found an ancient spell, and I managed to keep his soul in the physical realm. But even ghosts got to eat; he had to take over bodies and consume their souls. Otherwise, he would stop existing.

I was about to go looking for him when I received a message from an unknown number. When I opened I saw a photo of the sexy guard that I had seen before.

In the photo the guard was in the bathroom, showing his ass.

"Come to the bathroom, this ass is waiting for you." The text said.

"I'm on my way," I responded. I stood up and closed the eyes of the soulless host on my side, making it look like he was sleeping, then I rushed to the bathroom, and there I found the hot guard, waiting for me with the smirk I was very well familiarized.

"You know you can't discard your hosts in public spaces, It's too dangerous," I said.

"Don't worry about that for now. C'mon, order me to do something, I will do anything you want." The guard said, he had such a deep and sexy voice.

"Anything I want?" I asked, smiling at him, Ideas started to form in my mind, "Drop on all fours," I commanded. He obeyed right away, dropping on all fours and looking up at me, like a needy puppy.

"Stick your tongue out!" He stuck his tongue out like a thirsty dog. "Good boy," I said, stroking his head, "Why don't you go lick the urinals? Show me what this tongue is good for."

"Yes sir!"

I watched the hunky guard crawl on all fours toward the urinals, he then started licking the dirty urinal. I couldn't help but pull my phone out and start recording. The sight was too hot.

"That's a good officer, thank you for your service, you pig," I chuckled, getting closer to him and taking a good angle of his tongue running on the urinal as if his life depended on it. After a few minutes, I ended the video. "Follow me inside a stall, I need to fuck this ass."

We got inside one of the stalls, I sat on the toilet and pulled my pants down, freeing my throbbing cock. "Ride me," I ordered.

He didn't hesitate. He took off his uniform pants and got on top of me, I grabbed his firm ass cheeks and pulled him down, guiding his body until he was sitting on my cock. He let out a deep moan that echoed through the bathroom as he took me inch by inch, his eyes never leaving mine. The guard was definitely straight, It had been a while since the last time I fucked such a tight ass.

The guard was grinning the entire time, I could feel his excitement through the body he had taken over.

"Oh, you like that?" I teased, slapping his ass hard, making sure to leave a mark behind. He nodded, his eyes glazed over with pleasure, "Yes, please, more! Make me your fucktoy!"

I chuckled, "That's what I like to hear," I began to thrust harder into him, his tight hole squeezing around my cock like a fleshlight. The guard's body was rocking back and forth, his moans growing louder with each stroke. His hands were gripping the sides of the stall for support.

I slapped his ass again, harder this time. "What part of ride me you didn't understand?" I demanded, gripping his hips and slamming him all the way down, his moans turning into grunts of pain.

The guard started to move his hips in a rhythm that matched my thrusts, fucking himself on my cock as he was told to. His movements grew more erratic as the pleasure took over. The bathroom was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the smell of sex, we didn't care if anyone would hear us.

I reached down and played with his cock, feeling it pulse in my hand as I pumped it in sync with my thrusts. His body was so responsive, so alive with the spirit of my boyfriend.

"Oh, fuck yeah," he moaned, "I've never felt so alive!" His eyes rolled back in his head as he reached climax, and I knew my boyfriend was enjoying this just as much as I was.

The guard's cock jerked in my hand, spurting hot cum that painted my face. I took over the rhythm, pumping into him until I too reached my peak. He let out a loud, guttural cry as his body shuddered and jolted, his eyes rolling back and his muscles tensing, I knew what my boyfriend was doing: he was feeding on the guard's soul.

So I just let my boyfriend feed while my cock was still up his ass. After some more grunts and moaning, the guard grinned at me. "His soul was delicious. I should go back to my previous host now."

"Wait, you can't leave the guard here as an empty husk."

"Yes I can," He said with a grin, "see you in the movie theater..."

"No wait! Don't—"

The guard's eyes rolled back and his body went limp on top of me. Gosh, he was heavy! I rolled him to the floor and left him inside the stall with his ass sticking up and cum oozing from his hole; his face was pressed on the floor while he had the dumbest smile on his face. I left him there, mindlessly giggling like an idiot.

Dating a ghost boyfriend is so much better than dating the living.

Serving The Alien And Its Puppets — Part 1

I was kneeling between my older stepbrother's legs, looking up at him as he smoked. My plan didn't work out as expected.

He looked as intimidating as ever, but this time it wasn't my obnoxious older stepbrother behind those hating eyes. Instead, a small alien slime had taken over, consumed his brain, and replaced it with its gooey form.

My stepbrother had always been a homophobic asshole, and for that, I despised him deeply. Yet, in a twist of cruel irony, he was also one of the most hottest men I had ever known. I loved watching him from the window of my room, working out in the backyard until his body was glistening with sweat. I knew it wasn't safe to spy on him like that.

But I wasn’t safe with the alien slime either. Fear gnawed at me as I realized I might suffer the same fate as my dumb stepbrother. Yes, I might have helped the purple gooey creature enter his body, I did it believing it would be grateful and let me have fun with his body. But now, I feared my plan had turned against me.

My stepbrother was way bigger and stronger than me, so when he ordered me to kneel, I just obeyed. He looked down at me, thinking about what he should do to me.

"I should take you over too, It's too risky to let a human know about my existence," He took a puff and blew out the smoke. "but you helped me get inside this human after all."

"I-I promise I won't tell anyone about you, I just wanted to have my way with him, that's all!"

"You helped an alien slime replace your stepbrother's brain just so you could have a taste of him, gay boy?" He asked, lowering his underwear and freeing my stepbrother's thick flaccid shaft.

I eagerly nodded, there was nothing I wanted more than to taste my stepbrother's cock. He playfully slapped the heavy shaft on my face as he had an evil grin on his face, a grin that I was very familiar with. "I guess having a human with an intact brain as a slave could be fun." He grunted as he smacked it hard on my cheeks, but when I tried to lick it, he pushed it away.

"Nah-uh you have to earn it first, gay boy. The takeover left this shell quite sweaty, so if you lick the sweat off him, I might let you suck him." He promised.

Still on my knees, I started to lick the sweat off his abs and pecs, his big muscular pecs felt soft against my tongue. I sucked on his nipples as his right arm rested on top of the couch and he smoked with the other. "I will give you two options, gay boy. You can either be my obedient slave and help me spread my control over your kind, or you can become like your stepbrother, an empty husk of a man with a head full of alien slime."

I nodded and smiled at him, "I will gladly serve as your human slave."

"Great." He grunted, and then he coughed a small purple slime on his hand, just like the one I helped get inside him, but smaller.

"Take it and prove your loyalty to me, your stepdad is in the shower."

My stepdad was a strikingly muscular man with a sexy hairy body. He was kind to me, but he never intervened when his son bullied me. Part of me thinks he deserves this, but it's not like I have a choice—it's either this or have my brain devoured.

I grabbed the purple goo and headed towards the bathroom door. I could still hear the shower running, I slowly opened the door and walked inside the bathroom, the curtains were closed so my stepdad didn't see me entering. When I was close enough, I threw the purple slime over the curtain.

"What the-" I heard my stepdad say, but his voice was soon cut off and he started to grunt. I couldn't see what was going on behind the curtain, but it looked like my dad was fighting it. Suddenly everything went quiet. The shower turned off and the curtain was pushed open, revealing my stepdad wearing a towel.

"D-dad?" I asked, my eyes on his muscular hairy body, he looked so hot.

"Not your dad anymore, call me Master Daddy from now on, my human slave!"

He suddenly dropped the towel and I gasped when I saw how big he was. I had never seen him naked before.

"Kneel and show me some respect, slave." He grunted. I dropped to my knees and took his entire shaft into my mouth, he fucked my face as I caressed his meaty hairy pecs. He then pulled me up by my hair and forced his big tongue deep inside my mouth, it felt so good, I loved how strong his tongue felt. While we kissed I groped his pecs and pinched his nipples, he let out a deep sexy moan while still making out, so it looked like my stepdad had sensitive nipples, I thought.

We walked back to the living room to my possessed stepbrother, now Master. "Good job, my human slave. You have proven yourself worthy of my trust."

That day my stepdad fucked me while I sucked my stepbrother. I was their slave now, and the alien made sure that I would get busy with his puppets.

The alien thrived on consuming brains daily, so it never ceased creating new empty puppets. Every day, he would send me outside with a small copy of his body so I could find a man for him to feed. That was my job as his slave, to help him feed and spread his control over humanity, and I couldn't ask for a better job.

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Mr. Rossi was my hot Italian Daddy neighbor. I had been fantasizing about him for years, ever since we moved into this quiet neighborhood. He was the perfect example of a hot, protective, and loving dad figure, I grew up seeing how caring he was to his two sons, his sons lived on their own now. So when my Alien Master sent me to find him food, I knew Mr. Rossi would be perfect.

I knocked on his door and waited, I had in my hand a small part of the alien. It wasn’t the creature’s main form, just a copy of it that was connected to the original alien inhabiting my older brother, once the copy consumed Mr. Rossi’s brain, the main alien would also feel satiated, like a hive mind. The alien hadn’t explained the exact mechanics to me, so that was all I knew.

Mr. Rossi opened the door and gave me a warm smile. "Hey Eric, Is everything ok?" He kindly asked. I didn't respond, and just threw the slime on his face.

I was soon inside his house, staring at the hot hairy Italian Dilf in front of me. The alien slime had already replaced his brain.

"Come here, my human slave," he purred. His voice was still Mr. Rossi's, but it was deeper and more commanding. I felt a shiver of anticipation run down my spine as I walked to him and we started to make out, I then buried my face between his big pecs while I cupped and squeezed them, Mr. Rossi just stood there, letting me have my way with his pecs.

I always fantasized about Mr. Rossi and his pecs, and now I finally had them for myself, thanks to my alien Master.

Mr. Rossi then reached out and gently stroked my cheek, his rough hands leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. "You've wanted this for so long, haven't you?" he whispered, pushing his finger inside my mouth and leaning in close enough that I could feel the warmth of his breath on my ear. "You've wanted Daddy Rossi to take care of you, to make you feel safe and loved because your stepdad was a piece of shit who let your stepbrother bully you." He then playfully slapped my face. "Too bad that's not gonna happen. I'm gonna destroy your hole with this puppet's cock! I'm going to teach you a lesson for being so naughty." He lifted me into his strong arms and walked to his room.

He then threw me on his bed and pulled down his shorts. "Get on all fours, now." He commanded.

I didn't hesitate, obeying his command as if I'd been waiting for it my entire life. I got down on the bed on all fours, presenting my ass to him. The hairs on Mr. Rossi's chest tickled my back as I felt his hot breath against my ear. "You're so fucking tight," he growled, his big manly hands taking hold of my waist before he finally thrust his huge cock inside.

He began to fuck me hard and fast, driving his length deep into my body with each stroke. I arched my back, moaning in ecstasy as the alien inside him made the nice neighborhood dad act like a gay depraved dom.

"Yes, Daddy," I moaned, feeling his thick cock stretch me impossibly wide. "Fuck me. Own me. Make me yours."

When I felt Mr. Rossi's load fill my ass, we lay there, panting heavily, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of contentment. The slime had given me everything I ever wanted. I looked at a portrait picture on the side of the bed, in the old pic, Mr. Rossi was fishing with two sons.

"Why don't you call your sons to come over? Say It's an urgency." I suggested.

Later that day, while I was on my knees sucking Mr. Rossi's cock, we heard a knock on the door. Mr. Rossi smirked at me and coughed two purple slimes on his hands. "Go open the door," He ordered.

When I opened the door, I saw two hot men, they both looked just as hot as their dad. I couldn't wait to have them as the Alien's puppets.

"Who are you? Where is our dad?" One of them asked, pushing me out of the way.

"Dad? We're here, are you ok?" The other asked.

Mr. Rossi grinned at his sons as he was standing naked with purple slime on each of his hands. I closed the door...

Later that day I was in Mr. Rossi's room, looking at the two hot Italian brothers in only their underwear.

"What are you waiting for?" they both said in unison, it would be creepy if they weren't so freaking hot.

I dropped to my knees and started taking turns between the two huge Italian cocks. After a while, I was being spit-roasted by the two hung brothers. Mr. Rossi walked inside the room while I was still being filled on both ends, his huge shaft swinging with each step.

"You did good today, gay boy. Your Master is very satiated, you got him three meals." Mr. Rossi and his two sons said in unison. "He will allow you to pick one puppet to dominate."

I was surprised, I already helped the Alien Master convert a lot of men, but this would be the first time he would let me top one of his puppets.

I stood up and looked at the three puppets for a while, "I want Mr. Rossi," I said.

Mr. Rossi lay on the bed with his legs up, his huge hairy ass on full display, I kneeled behind him and playfully slapped it, watching it jingle. I then grabbed each cheek and shoved my shaft inside in one thrust, fucking him roughly as I buried my face between his pecs.

"Why don't you two feed your cocks to our Daddy slut?" I asked the brothers. They obeyed and kneeled on each side of Mr. Rossi, who started to take turns sucking them both. As I fucked Mr. Rossi, I watched his big pecs bounce with each hard thrust, then I got an idea.

"Boys, Daddy's tits are begging for a sucking, don't you think?" I suggested, with a wicked smile on my face.

They both lay next to their dad and started sucking on each nipple. It was such a hot sight, seeing two grown men with wives and kids sucking on their dad's tits.

That afternoon, me and the two brothers took turns on Mr. Rossi's ass, I came so much that I passed out. By the alien Master's orders, Mr. Rossi took me in his strong arms and brought me home.

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After the Rossi family became puppets for the alien Master, I suggested the alien to go for my boss, Mr. Wahid.

Mr. Wahid was a rich, muscular, Arabic hunk who had always captured my heart, he was rude and intimidating, and treated the staff like his slaves, but the few moments I had near him, would always had me staring at his muscles and having gay fantasies about him.

The next day while I was at work, Mr. Wahid called me to his office. He was busy on the phone and without even looking at me, he ordered me to get him a coffee. It was as if I was nothing to him.

It was the perfect opportunity for my plan. I had brought a small fragment of the slime to work. So I went to make his coffee, but before entering his office, I slipped the slime into the cup. As I walked in, Mr. Wahid didn't even glance up or thank me; he just grabbed the coffee and continued talking on the phone, completely ignoring my presence. All it took was a sip, and his phone dropped to the floor as his eyes rolled back and his muscles tensed. I had a hard on as I closed the door with me inside, a few seconds later he glanced at me with an Intimidating look.

"Come get my phone off the floor, slave!" I grabbed his phone and gave it to him, he then ordered me to get on my knees under the table and suck him off. I smirked as I undid his pants and fished out his thick member. Soon I was slobbering on my boss's shaft, he was so huge and thick that barely fitted my mouth, and he also had a strong smell as if he hadn't washed his junk for the entire day.

He smacked his heavy shaft on my tongue as he continued talking on the phone in Arabic, I ran my tongue on his heavy hanging balls and soon he was coating my face with his Arabic milk.

Mr. Wahid would be just the first one in the company to become an alien puppet, I had a lot of subjects in mind. Mr. Wahid ended the call and looked down at me—my face still buried in his musky balls while cum covered my face.

"We are closing a deal with an Arab prince. He's about to arrive for the meeting and I want you to welcome him. Now take your dirty mouth off my balls and go do your fucking job!"

Honestly, the alien possessed Mr. Wahid wasn't much different from the old one. A few hours later I was waiting in the parking lot for the Arab prince to arrive. I saw an expensive car park in front of me, when the door opened, my heart started racing. Inside the car was the hottest Middle Eastern man I'd ever seen.

Fortunately for me, but not so much for him, I had an extra slime in my pocket.

A Body Stealer Tale: A Catch At The Airport

Malik was an attractive, fit Arab father and husband; he was at the airport, and he couldn't wait to go back home to his wife and kids. While he was waiting for his flight, he suddenly felt a strong headache; everything around him started to spin. It was as if his mind was hit with an invisible force, so strong he couldn't even move.

While his vision was still blurry, he could spot two men standing before him: one was short and bald, in his late 30s, while the other was muscular and young, both intently staring at him.

"He's so good looking. C'mon babe, you have to get inside him, he's your type," The handsome, muscular guy said to the short guy on his side.

"You mean YOUR type, no? You always want me to convert every Middle Eastern man you see, admit it; you want me to wear him so you can get fucked by a well-hung masculine Arab."

"Of course I do, just look at him. He's going to suit you so well, please babe." The muscular man asked, sounding like a kid trying to convince his parent to buy a toy.

Malik looked confused at the two men. He didn't understand what they were talking about, but he didn't like the way they were referring to him, talking about him as if he was a shirt on a vitrine; he was about to say something when he felt the headache come back, stronger this time. Now his vision was not only blurred, but he couldn't hear anything as well, he just watched the two men talking to each other, their voices sounding as if miles away.

"You never wear the men I like, that's so frustrating." The muscular man complained, crossing his thick arms.

"That's a big lie, yesterday I converted that taxi driver you found cute, didn't I? You're wearing him right now for god's sake," The bald man then looked at Malik, who continued sitting the entire time with a confused expression on his face. "But you're right, he would suit me very well, he has this dominating look on him that would be perfect in bed." he then turned to his boyfriend again and smiled at him. "Tell me more about him."

"His name is Malik, he's 31 and he's going back home to his family after a business travel..." The muscular guy said, reading Malik's mind as if reading a book, "Oh, and he is 9 Inches hard." He added.

"Fine, I will wear him."

"You're the best! It was the 9 Inches that changed your mind, wasn't it?" The muscular man chuckled, pulling his boyfriend for a kiss. Malik usually wouldn't allow two gay men to kiss in front of him; he wouldn't accept such a 'disrespect', but right now, Malik couldn't think straight.

"Before you convert him, I want to take a photo of the two of you together."

The bald man sighed and sat on Malik's side, putting one arm behind him. Malik was so confused, who were these two strangers? and why was he allowing them to touch and take pictures of him?

"You, big guy, put one hand on his thigh." The muscular man ordered while holding a cell phone; Malik saw himself obeying the man, "And babe? Smile, please, it's our anniversary today. Now say: Happy anniversary!"

Malik was the only one who said it.

"Alright, are you finished with the photoshoot? At this rate, we're going to miss our flight," the bald man said, standing up and grinning at Malik. "Follow me to the bathroom."

"Follow you to the bathroom..." Malik repeated mindlessly as he followed the strange bald man.

Hats for Cowboys, Bodysuits For Clients

Brian squinted against the harsh desert sun, feeling a trickle of sweat run down his neck as he stepped out of his dusty rental car. He looked at the storefront in front of him. The sign shaped like a cowboy hat above the door creaked in the dry breeze, announcing "Hats for true Cowboys"

There were at least six cars parked around the place, but a quick look revealed how dusty they were outside as if they had been left there for months.

It was strange to have a hat store in the middle of nowhere; the place was surrounded by nothing but sand and tumbleweeds. But Brian knew that was no ordinary hat store, he chuckled to himself, wiping his brow with the back of his hand, and then entered the cool shop. The doorbell jingled behind him, announcing his presence, country music was playing on the radio at the counter, yet there was no one there.

The store was surprisingly well-stocked with an assortment of cowboy hats of all shapes and sizes. He smirked when he noticed the three hot, muscular cowboys standing in the middle of the store completely shirtless. Each one was wearing a cowboy hat and posed motionless while holding their hat brim.

They had the physiques of true cowboys, but there was something off about them. The three of them turned their heads to look at the newcomer, yet they stood motionless with blank expressions.

"Welcome to the best hat shop in the country!" The three shirtless cowboys said in unison, their voices sounded robotic.

Brian walked over to the trio and placed one hand on the chest of the cowboy in the middle, then cupped the big pecs of the hot cowboy, there was no heartbeat. His gaze traveled down the sculpted abs and the treasure trail leading into the tight jean pants. He was about to pull the cowboy's pants down and take a peak when he heard a familiar voice, "Howdy Brian! What a pleasure to see you again!" The overweight man with a neckbeard and a cowboy hat walked to Brian with a huge smile on his face. "I see you're interested in one of my "hats"," The man laughed at his own joke, his belly jiggling slightly with each step.

"Hank! It's been so long!" Brian called out, giving the man a friendly hug.

Hank then turned to the cowboys, "Boys, this is my old friend, Brian; he's a special client, greet him!"

"Howdy, sir," The three cowboys said to Brian, pulling their brims down in respect.

"Where did you get such fine men?"

"There was a country music festival nearby; these hot walking muscles made the big mistake of stopping at my store," Hank grinned, his teeth yellowish. "And you know damn well the rest; I approached them with my special hats and told them they should try it. Works every damn time!" Hank said, laughing out loud.

"Good ol Hank, always harvesting the bodies of the finest cowboys. I'm impressed cowboys haven't gone extinct by now," Brian smirked, running his hand down the chiseled abs of the cowboy wearing the black hat.

"You like this one? He's a real looker, ain't he?" Hank said, slapping the cowboy's firm ass.

The cowboy didn't react, his expression remained unchanged. "Flex for me, boys," Hank commanded, and the three cowboys flexed their muscles, their biceps bulging at Hank's command. Brian was not impressed, he had seen Hank's bodysuits at work before.

"Can you make them jerk off? I wanna see how I would look while jerking off in their bodies."

"You ain't gotta ask me twice. Boys, take off your peckers and jerk off for us."

Brian watched as the hot cowboys started to unbuckle their belts at the same time; they pulled down their pants, displaying their huge cocks, and then started to jerk off in synch; in seconds, they were hard and throbbing. Their strokes were so synchronized that it didn't seem natural, and in fact, it wasn't.

Brian couldn't take his eyes off the huge thick cock of the cowboy in the black hat; he had the second biggest cock of the three, with the cowboy in a light brown hat and a tattoo on his chest being the biggest.

"I want this one," Brian said, stroking the blank face of the cowboy wearing the black hat, who continued stroking his meat while being inspected by Brian. He was the one who caught his attention the most, he loved the man's mustache and tanned skin.

"Nice choice, he was a pleasure to harvest, and he will be even more pleasurable when you're inside him. Go on, you know what to do." Hank said with a devilish grin.

Brian nodded and grabbed the man's brim; he gave the man one last look before pulling the hat off his head; immediately, the cowboy's eyes sunk, and his body fell to the floor completely deflated at his feet.

The hats were a special creation of Hank, while Hank seemed like an old stereotypical countryman, he was actually a genius; His hats had a technological device hidden inside of them that could turn anyone who wore them into a bodysuit; not only that, the hats could also control the bodysuits, giving life to them as if they weren't just hollow bodies obeying Hank's orders.

Brian handed the black hat to Hank and then grabbed the hollowed cowboy off the floor.

"You know where the changing room is," Hank said, smirking at him; he then turned to the two remaining cowboys who were still jerking off. "Alright fellas, buckle up!"

Brian walked out of the store in a different and more fit body; Hank also handed him the bodysuit's ID and car keys. He told Brian which one was the bodysuit's car, so he walked over to the dust-covered car and stepped inside. He was feeling the tightness of the new skin stretch over his body as he adjusted his new manly face in the rearview mirror. Great mustache, he thought. Now, as he drove away, he couldn't stop thinking of ways of enjoying the countryside in his new body.

A Better Gift Than Chocolates

It was Valentine's Day, and Diego was about to buy a box of chocolates for his girlfriend as the loving and caring boyfriend he was. However, when a scrawny young man noticed his big ass, Diego's plans for the day, or rather, for his life, were about to change.

Diego was caught off guard when he felt someone grab his ass from behind. "This ass is mine," the young man whispered into his ear. Diego thought about punching him or shouting at him to take his dirty hands off his ass, but his head suddenly became foggy and his pupils dilated, there was something about that young man's voice that made his words sound so convincing...

"This ass is... yours," Diego responded with an emotionless voice. The young man smirked and slapped Diego's ass hard.

"It sure is, big guy," The young man chuckled, pulling down Diego's shorts and admiring his bare muscular cheeks, he groped and squeezed them for a while. Diego just continued standing motionless with a blank face as he mindlessly repeated, "This ass is yours..."

"You know, I was just going to buy some chocolate for my boyfriend, but I think he will like to eat your ass a lot more than chocolates." The young man pressed his body behind Diego and pushed his hard dick into Diego's tight entrance. He then put his head on Diego's shoulder and whispered close to his ear, "Now I want you to say 'This body is yours'."

"T-This bo-body... is... is aaarghh..." Diego tried to obey, but he was afraid of what was going to happen if he did. Even with his mind feeling so cloudy, he could feel something wasn't right.

The young man thrusted his cock deeper inside his ass. "C'mon, big guy, all you have to do is say the words. Stop resisting and let me in," He whispered, his voice shattering any resistance left inside Diego's mind.

"This body... is yours." As Diego said those words, his eyes rolled back and he moaned, his hard cock started to spurt cum all over the chocolate boxes and everything went dark for him...

As Diego's cock spurted his last load, the young man was suddenly sucked into Diego's body, there were now only the young man's clothes left on the floor. Diego was grinning now as he looked at the cum coated chocolate boxes in front of him, the cum being the true essence of what was once Diego.

Diego gave his ass a hard slap, "Thank you for the body, your huge ass will be fitting for my boyfriend's huge cock," Diego said, pulling up his shorts and then leaving the supermarket without any chocolate.