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Lee Provost's New Career

Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4

After some time of living his new life as a bodybuilder guard dog, Wolfey had been invited to partake in a Pokémon competition that was taking place in the UK. Due to his protective instincts, the bodybuilding streamer brought Blue along with him to watch the tournament go down.

During his first match, Wolfey was aware of the numerous stares that his hulking figure received, with many people in awe over his one-hundred pound weight gain of solid muscle, causing the previously nerdy-looking stud to come off more of a competition-ready superheavyweight bodybuilder. It didn’t help that most clothing didn’t fit over this massive frame, so Wolfey was left to wear a string tank top that left most of his gargantuan pecs spilling out the front— and he had trouble grabbing his Switch with his enormous muscletits and biceps constantly pushing up against one another.

“And Wolfe Glick has won his first round!” one of the casters announced, his deep voice catching the attention of Blue.

As the crowd erupted into cheers, Blue looked up at the caster who was speaking, his eyes widening at the sight of the handsome man.

On stage, getting ready to interview Wolfey for his victory, stood a tall man with dirty blond hair. His ice blue eyes with alight with joy as he spoke passionately about Pokémon and began to ask the hulking bodybuilder about his team composition and battle style. One could easily tell that he liked to work out as was evident by the tightness of his button down shirt; however, it was also obvious that the hunk had been either bulking up recently or hadn’t had time to go to the gym in a bit because of the way his belly was pressing against his tight white shirt. The buttons were straining to conceal his gut that was an indication of the beginnings of a sexy dad bod.

Looking at the handsome, daddy-ish looking caster, the cogs in Blue’s mind began to spin around deviously.

Up on the large display screen behind the stage, Blue was able to see that the handsome stud’s name was Lee Provost, and that he went by Osirus online.

Taking his time to formulate a thought, Blue waited until the interview between Lee and Wolfey was over before he acted. The second the display screen blackened and the workers began to set up for the next match, he took advantage of the opportunity and moved backstage under the guise of congratulating his boyfriend.

Wolfey’s big eyes lit up as soon as he saw Blue, and he even rushed forward to pull the much smaller man into a large embrace, shoving his face into the cleavage of his massive pecs. “I won! Did you see?” Wolfey gushed happily.

“You did so you great,” Blue warmly smiled, running an admiring hand over Wolfey’s bicep, loving when he saw the tent in the front of his shorts twitch and begin to grow. “May I see your team again, please?”

“Sure, Babe,” Wolfey grinned, handing his Switch to his hypnotherapist boyfriend.

Acting swiftly, Blue quickly went into the Photo Album section where he’d downloaded a special image just for this sort of occasion. After loading it up and readying it behind the sleep screen, Blue handed the Switch back to Wolfey. “Don’t forget to hand this over to the casters so that they can verify your team, too,” he instructed him.

Being the good boy he now was, Wolfey eagerly nodded and waddled over towards Lee, his large thighs rolling over one another as the muscle man lumbered.

Lee smiled when he saw his fellow PokéTuber approaching. “Hey Wolfey,” he grinned. “Y’know I never got the opportunity to compliment you on your gains. Seriously, you’re huge!” The two of them had worked together in the past due to being in the same community, but other than that, they tended to do their own thing due to living on different continents. Hence, Lee had been one of the many people shocked when they saw Wolfey in his new bodybuilder form.

Wolfey smiled ear-to-ear and lifted both of his humongous arms to form a double biceps pose. As he flexed, his strong musk wafted out from his hairy pits and filtered through the backstage air. “Thanks, Little Man!” he guffawed before flinching. “Oh yeah, got distracted there. Here’s my Switch for you to inspect before the next match.”

“Um… y-yeah,” Lee stammered, still in awe over the other man’s sheer size. He took the offered Switch and turned it on, his eyes instantly honing in on the intense swirl of colors on the tiny screen.

From across the floor backstage, Blue smirked to himself as he witnessed Lee’s stunned face lit up by the Switch’s screen. His eyes widened and glazed over as his lower jaw went slack, hanging agape. The mixture of colors was supposed to put the other man into a hypnotic state, instructing him to head to Blue’s hotel room once the day’s events were finished. From there, Blue would be able to give him more orders.

Sure enough, after Day One’s games came to an end and Wolfey was still one of the top contenders, Blue and Wolfey were back in their hotel room. Blue lounged out on the bed and watched TV while Wolfey flexed in the mirror, a dull grin on his handsome face as he bounced his pecs.

On cue, there was a knock at the door.

His guard dog instincts still strong, Wolfey tensed up and bounded over to the door. He puffed out his chest intimidatingly when he opened it, only relaxing once he saw that it was Lee on the other side.

“Oh, Lee! Hey, Man. C’mon in!” the muscleman cheered as he stood to the side for his friend to enter.

True to the hypnotic instructions, Lee entered into the small hotel room like a zombie. He had a dazed look on his face, void of any emotion which indicated that he was deep under. His walk had a sleepy lumbering quality to it, and when he was inside the room, he stopped right in front of the bed.

“I’m here,” Lee monotonously said, sounding robotic. “I’m ready for my instructions…”

Blue’s smile grew as he got off the bed and circled around the hypnotized man, admiring his budding dad bod form. He could easily see Lee’s impressive muscles, yet he couldn’t help but pay extra attention to his little gut. He even playfully gave it a poke, loving how it jiggled in response.

“That’s a nice dad belly you’re growing there, Lee,” Blue teased.

Even while in his hypnotic state, Lee blushed at the comment about his gut. He prided himself on his fitness and due to his role as a caster at the tournament, he hadn’t gotten as much time as he’d preferred to be in the gym. No matter how hard he’d tried to suck it in during his interviews, Lee was humiliatingly aware of how his gut pressed against his shirt the whole time.

Blue picked up on his and unbuttoned Lee’s shirt, revealing the stud’s hairy chest. It was still toned and his pecs popped noticeably. However, his abs were shrouded under a thick layer of fat. His gut wasn’t too big, but it was still enough to make the caster annoyed. Despite this, the hypnotherapist thought that this look was rather hot, and that Lee should lean into it.

“Don’t be shy, Lee,” Blue cooed as he rubbed the stud’s hairy belly lovingly. “In fact, I think you’ll start to lean into your new look as a daddy, embracing your dad bod. And you’ll love to show it off.”

“I love to show off my dad bod,” Lee repeated.

“And it makes you feel extremely horny being a big daddy,” Blue continued. “And once you’ve fully embraced your new daddy persona and have grown your dad bod a bit more, then you’ll come to America to stay with us: Your new family…”

**********

Blue and Wolfey had returned home after Wolfey had won the competition, maintaining his Pokémon Champion status. A few weeks had passed and everything was normal in the house that the four boyfriends shared.

One evening, Blue was sprawled on his back with his legs up in the air as Kevin plowed away at him, and Wolfey straddled his head so that the hypnotherapist could suck off the champion. The whole time, Blue’s hands felt up Nick’s hairy pectorals, turning the altered cowboy into a moaning mess as he played with his ultra-sensitive nipples.

It was in this state that the four men heard the doorbell ring. Blue huffed loudly as he untangled himself from the group of guys, miffed that his fun times were being interrupted. However, there was a spark of excitement that he felt in his chest over the prospect of who could be at the door.

Sure enough, as soon as Blue opened up the front door, the newly altered Lee stood on the other side.

“Hey,” Blue smiled deviously at the man, “it’s nice to see you.”

“Um, yeah,” Lee blushed, a look of confusion on his face, as if he couldn’t remember why he’d flown all the way to the States to come to Blue’s place, but his instructions quickly held strong and the stud lumbered inside regardless.

Blue’s hypnotic instructions had held up fantastically, he noticed, as he looked Lee up and down. The stud had grown out his dark goatee which framed his full lips tantalizingly, giving the hunk a much more mature appearance. He wore a tight polo shirt that looked like it was painted on. His plump pecs and nubby nipples poked noticeably against the fabric; and when Blue stared more at Lee’s nips, he could clearly see the large lumps which indicated that he’d gotten them pierced. Best of all was that Lee had followed through on embracing his dad bod. The hunk still had visible muscles, but he appeared more like a linebacker than an aesthetic-focused bodybuilder. His budding belly that had been slightly poking against his shirt at the competition was now a full on beer belly. It protruded far out in front of the hunk, looking like he had a weight ball attached to the front of his torso. The bottom of his tight-fitting polo was even starting to ride over the large belly, showing off his fuzzy navel every time the cotton sprung up over the gut. Lee would instinctually tug the shirt back down over his belly, but it was a futile battle as each and every time he pulled it down, it bounced back up in a matter of milliseconds.

Blue smirked as he witnessed Lee struggling to keep his dad bod covered. “Just ditch the shirt, Daddy,” he laughed.

At hearing the name “Daddy”, Lee felt something deep down inside of him snap. Immediately, he felt his thick cock plump up, forming a large tent in the front of his shorts and he practically tore the offending polo away from his bulk. His large, hairy gut finally on display, Blue could could get a full idea of how much weight Lee had truly packed on. He estimated that the PokéTuber must’ve gained at least thirty to forty pounds, with a majority of it centered on his big belly which jiggled with every movement the stud made. His pecs were puffier, and they rested atop his bulging belly. Plus, Blue’s suspicions had been correct when he caught sight of the silver rings adorning Lee’s nubby nipples, which made the stud’s nips all the more bigger.

Lee caught sight of Blue’s hungry stares and he held his muscular arms out to show off his dad bod. “You like that, Boy?” he playfully asked, his normally cheery voice sounding much more dominant and deeper than it should’ve. “You like checkin’ out Daddy’s body?”

Blue crossed his arms in front of himself as he admired his work. “Very much, Daddy,” he teased. “Why don’t you show me more?”

Lee gave a throaty chuckle. “Only if you think you can handle it,” he grunted as he dropped his shorts and tightie-whities to the hardwood floor. His hard cock bobbed out in front of him and his large booty bounced as he undressed. Standing completely naked in the house, Lee wore a cocky grin, his impressive cock throbbing with want as it was hidden under his big belly from his eyes.

Wanting to have a little fun, Blue added, “Yeah I can handle that… Lee.”

Upon hearing his name, Lee jerked back in surprise. The stud paled as all of the memories of the past few weeks filtered in through his mind. The stud vividly recalled getting his nipples pierced, sucking off countless men and fucking them in turn, letting his gut grow to a big size, and acting like a horny slut whenever someone called him “Daddy”. 

“Wha-what… what did you do to me?!” Lee panicked as he looked down at himself and explored his hairy dad bod with shaky hands. He had to stifle a low moan when his fingers grazed his nubby nipples, which were hardwired directly to his cock.

Blue walked forward and ran an admiring hand over the crest of Lee’s daddy belly, loving how it sent a shudder through the other man. “Relax,” he said in his smooth voice, “I just helped you embrace your new dad bod. I mean, don’t you think you look better this way?”

“‘Better’?” Lee balked. “Look at the size of this thing!” He gestured down at his gut. “It’s way too big!”

Blue mock-frowned. “Don’t you think that you should have a big belly… Daddy?”

At that word “Daddy” again, Lee could feel his new persona fighting to take over. He grit his teeth and tried to battle against it, refusing to lose control over his body again. “N-no,” he grunted. “You better change me back now!”

“You don’t really wanna be changed back, Daddy. You’re very turned on by your new body and you’ll soon find that you’ll love being the daddy of our house.”

At those words, Lee could feel a shiver run down his spine. Despite his inner turmoil, he could feel his hard cock throbbing with want, his new Daddy identity growing stronger by the second. He moaned as the smaller man still rubbed his hairy belly, melting at the other guy’s touch. Every centimeter of his new body was on fire with lust, and the hairs that covered it only amplified every horny sensation. Lee blushed as something as simple as a belly rub sent him close to the edge.

To up the ante, Blue began to play with the altered stud’s pierced nipples, making his moans turn into near shrieks of joy as he toyed with them. “Does Daddy like that?” he teased.

“Y-yeah— I mean, no! No, I…” Lee trailed off, his cock leaking precum like a faucet as he was felt up. 

Deep down, the formerly straight stud didn’t want to be some big, gay daddy who was virtually too horny to function. He could also envision himself strolling down the street perpetually without a shirt, his massive dad bod always on full display. He wanted to feel a sense of humiliation at the idea of wearing nothing but a skimpy jockstrap while in the house he’d now call a home.

And what was more concerning to the altered caster was that the more he thought about it, the more turned on he was.

Lee unleashed a loud groan as he came, his load shooting out and landing on his belly and hairy pecs. As he climaxed, the old Lee was quickly pushed down and Daddy took his place.

Daddy’s goatee-framed smirked formed on his handsome face as he panted, his fuzzy pecs heaving. “That was a nice warm-up,” he grunted, eying Blue. “Now it’s time for you to take care of Daddy’s needs like a good boy.”

**********

Daddy, formerly Lee, fit in seamlessly to the house. Given his new name, he quickly assumed the role of Daddy of the House.

Daddy would often walk around in nothing but the smallest possible jockstrap that he could find, allowing his large cheeks to hang out the back while his nearly constantly hard cock filled the pouch to bursting. His hairy dad bod was always on display for the other guys to lust over, each of them loving to offer him a belly rub or to play with his pierced nipples, turning the usually stern Daddy into a hot, moaning mess.

True to his new persona, Daddy would often times spend his free time in his favorite chair in the living room as he watched football, scratching at his gut or his balls as he watched the game. Whenever he’d feel frisky, he’d call over one of the guys (usually Blue) to come over and sit on his lap. Daddy would squirm and try to stifle a moan as another guy sat on his lap, loving the feeling of another guy’s hands running over his dad bod. It was quickly becoming evident that of all the men in the household, Daddy was by far the horniest and he had the biggest libido. It took the rest of the men taking turns to keep him satirized, each of them loving to bend over and get fucked by him or to suck on his nubby nipples.

All in all, despite his initial hesitation, Daddy loved his new life in the house. From time to time, as he’d be looking into the mirror and admiring his large naked dad bod, a tiny voice in the back of his head would sound off alarm bells. It’d tell him that he shouldn’t have a gut this big. That his nipples shouldn’t be pierced. That he shouldn’t be stomping around wearing nothing but a slutty jockstrap. That he shouldn’t be so turned on by being called “Daddy”. But that voice was usually silenced in a matter of seconds as a cloud of horniness would shroud the stud’s mind, and all he could focus on was getting off.

“Does Daddy want a belly rub?” Blue cooed as he settled in on the larger man’s lap as he sat in his chair watching the game. Without waiting for an answer, the hypnotherapist ran his hands up and down the stud’s hairy frame, loving how Daddy shuddered at the touch, a large wet mark forming on the front pouch of his jockstrap.

Lee Embraces His Daddy Persona

Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4 │ Part 5

It had been two weeks since Lee was turned into Daddy, molding the formerly straight PokéTuber into a horny man with a sexy dad bod. The normally shy guy now strutted around the house that he shared with Blue, Kevin, Nick, and Wolfey wearing nothing but the skimpiest jockstrap that he could find, his beefy dad bod perpetually on display. He would frequently park himself in his chair in front of the TV, watching football and scratching his hairy belly and unleashing burp after burp as he drank his beer. The stud was a total daddy now, and he emulated every ounce of his new persona with pride.

However, as time ticked on by, Blue thought back to when he’d given Wolfey, Nick, and Kevin the opportunity to decide whether or not they wanted to return to their old lives or if they wanted to remain in their new identities. 

Deep down, he loved having Daddy run the house and demand belly rubs and getting sucked off; but Blue couldn’t deny that he wanted to be fair to his new boyfriend too. Therefore, one Friday evening, Blue sat down in the living room while Daddy was lounging in his chair. Wanting to make things go easier on him when he snaps him back to reality, Blue brought Wolfey down with him to help him out.

Blue and Wolfey sat down on the sofa opposite the coffee table; and with his massive, broad frame, Blue was virtually forced to sit on Wolfey because there was almost no space left on the loveseat due to his bodybuilder bulk. Wolfey had just finished up a workout, therefore a large waft of musk emanated off the bodybuilder in waves; and when Wolfey wrapped a thick arm over Blue’s thin shoulders, his musk seeped into Blue’s shirt almost as if he were scent-marking him.

As soon as the game was in halftime, Blue knew that he had a moment to execute his plan. “Hey, Daddy,” he said.

“Hmm?” Daddy grunted, giving his gut a scratch as his eyes stayed glued to the TV. Like the rest of the guys, Daddy still religiously worked out and therefore had his own musky aura. The only difference was that Daddy focused more on arms and chest, giving him a large and heavy top build, complete with his big beer belly. Still, at hearing his tiny-by-comparison boyfriend call him Daddy, the bulge in the front of his tight jockstrap already began to twitch with anticipation. His nubby nipples began to burn with want and he licked his lips excitedly. “What is it, Babe?”

Blue shifted in his seat. “I was hoping to ask how you’ve liking it here so far?” he asked innocently. He already knew that if Lee were in control, then he’d get a tongue lashing. However, he could see how much Daddy loved his new life with the other guys: days filled with eating, lifting, and fucking. It was a paradise for the altered man.

“Eh?” Daddy grunted again, cocking his eyebrow. This time, he finally looked over at Blue, his features softening the smallest bit. His new persona was that of a dom daddy, but he still had a major soft spot for Blue and the other guys, yet he still tried to keep up a tough guy appearance. “S’nice.”

Blue smirked to himself as he readied to bring Lee back to the surface. “Are you sure it’s just ‘Nice’ Daddy?” he teased. “I mean, based off of what I can see, you really enjoy it.” He gestured at the other man’s twitching bulge.

Daddy looked downward at his crotch, but his view was blocked by his hairy beer belly. Instead, he reached around it and fished his hard cock out of the confines of his jockstrap, letting the twitching member bob in the air freely. “Yeah,” he admitted, lifting his arms to form a double biceps pose, his biceps flexing with power. “I guess I do love being your horny, sexy daddy.”

“Just remember that you said that,” Blue grinned, “…Lee.”

On cue, as soon as Daddy heard his real name being uttered by the hypnotherapist, he snapped back to reality. Like he was hit by a semi-truck, the stud jerked back in his seat, his ice blue eyes going wide as the onslaught of new memories filtered in through his frazzled brain. 

“Wait…” Lee muttered as his hands explored the large mass that was now his body, paling at the memories of how he’d been living over the past two weeks. The formerly straight stud couldn’t believe that he’d been calling himself “Daddy” and that he’d been participating in, and actively encouraging, an array of sexual acts with the other men in the house. He pictured himself thrusting himself into a moaning Kevin, and then sometimes being the one bent over the bed as someone plowed into his rotund, hairy cheeks. Lee blushed at everything he’d done, but he felt even more humiliated over the fact that he was rock hard at the memories. He could feel his cock bobbing in the air for all to see, and he quickly stuffed it back into his jockstrap, creating a large tent instead.

And worse was that there was a part of himself that looked forward to doing everything all over again— but he quickly told himself that that must’ve been a residual side effect of whatever Blue had done to him.

Blue could see the struggle in the larger man’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but smirk. “Well, Lee, I’m assuming you’d like to know why I hypnotized you?” he playfully asked.

“You hypnotized me…?” Lee asked out loud, his voice disbelieving. Hypnosis was some sort of Hollywood concoction, he’d believed. Yet, the hunk found himself sitting in a house he vaguely recognized, wearing nothing but a skimpy jockstrap. And when he looked down at his body, his heart raced at the sheer amount of weight he’d gained. He could still see his hard-earned muscles, but now he appeared more like an off-season jock as opposed to a lean, proportional guy. His big gut was the most eye-catching part of him, and he gave it a tentative poke, his blush deepening when he felt his already-hard cock twitch at the feeling.

“Yes, Lee,” Blue answered honestly. “However, I mainly used hypnosis to help you come to terms with your true self.”

Lee stared blankly at him.

Blue continued, thinking back to when he’d first seen the hunk at the competition in the UK. “I could sense your discomfort onstage regarding having a little belly,” he explained, going so far as to reach over and run an admiring hand over the crest of Lee’s gut, loving how it sent a shudder through the shocked man. “And truth be told, I thought that you looked really sexy with your budding dad bod. So I figured that I’d do the nice thing and help you embrace the dad bod, per se. And know look at you!”

“Yeah! Look at me!” Lee grunted as he gestured down at his new body. He winced when he felt his big belly jiggle with each movement, yet it took him a second to realize that he’d been rubbing his belly with one hand the whole time he’d been speaking. Even though his face turned cherry red at the realization, he didn’t stop.

“It’s hard not to, Daddy,” Wolfey mused in his deep voice. “You look seriously hot.”

Lee whipped his head over to face the bodybuilder who was his friend from before all of this head on. Before he could grill him, he sniffed at the air and covered his nose. “Bro, you reek,” he groaned.

Wolfey shrugged his broadened shoulders. “I just finished a workout,” he grunted, flexing a bowling ball sized bicep for emphasis. “And by the way, we all kinda stink around here.”

As if to check, Lee sniffed at his own hairy pits, gagging at the thick musk that wafted off them in waves. He could tell from the stench that he still frequented the gym, but he just didn’t pay too much attention to his diet.

And like clockwork, his cock throbbed with desire within the confines of his tight jockstrap. A late, wet mark was forming on the front pouch as it began to leak precum excitedly. He tried his best to ignore the surges of lust that he felt welling up within him.

“But Wolfe, how?” he asked. “How could you possibly be okay with any of this? You were a VGC Champion, not some horny bodybuilder!”

Again, Wolfey shrugged his massive shoulders, his muscles flexing with power from the minuscule movement. “I still am a VGC Champ,” he explained, “I just so happen to also partake in bodybuilding. Trust me, this whole hypnosis thing helped us all be a family: Dr. Blue, Kevin, Nick, me, and even you.”

Lee’s eyes widened at what he heard, fearing that his friend was long gone.

“Besides,” Wolfey went on, “it’s not like I can just snap my fingers and return to my old life. I mean, look at me.” He held his arms out to show off his enormous bodybuilder physique. “And look at you. And based off that tent in the front of your slutty jockstrap, you secretly like it.”

“N-no I don’t,” Lee tried to deny it, but he didn’t even believe his own words. Despite his panic over what he’d been turned into, he couldn’t deny that he was extremely horny. His lust was quickly overpowering his fear, and he felt as if he’d cum at any second the more he rubbed his belly or even by feeling the A/C blow over his nubby nipples. As much as he wanted to deny it, Lee also could’t ignore the protective and dominant instincts that dwelled within him as he thought about the other men whom he’d referred to as his boyfriends. He squirmed in his seat in anticipation.

“And besides, even if the hypnosis was what started it, who cares?” Wolfey asked. “I’m happy.”

“You’re only saying that because of whatever Blue did to you!” Lee accused. “You’re not even the real Wolfe anymore. You’re whatever gay caricature Blue wanted you to be!”

Blue shook his head, getting an idea from seeing Lee try to fight his daddy persona so much. “All I did was help you let down your inhibitions,” he told the struggling Lee. “I think deep down, you’ve come to love your slutty, dom daddy life. Which is why I have a deal for you.”

Lee stopped fidgeting around and eyed the smaller man cautiously. “What kind of a deal?” he reluctantly asked, annoyed at how turned on he felt just by looking at Blue, feeling an urge to shove the smaller guy’s face into the deep crevice of his hairy pecs.

Blue held his hands out in front of himself, signaling that he was speaking with one-hundred percent earnestly. “I’ll let you go, completely erase any traces of the hypnosis from your brain. Then you’ll be free to return to your boring, hetero life. Or…

“I’ll put you back under, and you can go back to being a total daddy. But, in order to sweeten the deal, I’ll even place you as the second in command at the house. That means that, after me, you’ll be in charge of Nick, Kevin, and even Big Wolfey here.” He gestured at the bodybuilder who was popping his pecs, lost in thought. “They will obey your every command, and completely accept you as Daddy of the House. What do you think?”

“I… I don’t want this…” Lee trailed off as he began to think over Blue’s offer.

A part of himself wanted to return to his old life, where he had his usual PokéTuber friends online and where he posted regular content on his channel for his viewers to watch. However, a larger, growing part of himself told him to accept the offer to become Daddy. As much as he tried to fight against it, he couldn’t deny the surging lust inside of himself, the part that longed to fuck the other guys in the house and to get fucked by them in turn. And the more he thought about them, the more he considered them family. They weren’t just some faceless names that popped up onto a screen, they were here with him. And he was their Daddy.

Plus, Lee had no idea what he’d do with his new dad bod if he were to return to his old life; so that made a pretty big difference in his decision.

“Fine,” Lee sighed. “I’ll go back under.”

Blue fought back his smirk, knowing that he’d won. “Okay then,” he grinned from ear-to-ear, “…Daddy.”

As soon as the name left the hypnotherapist’s lips, Lee felt his old self being shoved down into a small box deep within his psyche. He could see, feel, and hear everything around him, but he could also sense a larger, much more powerful entity taking over as Daddy reassumed control of his altered body.

Daddy couldn’t help but let out a loud belch as he scratched at his beer belly. He turned to glare at Blue. “Boy, don’t you ever turn me back into my pushover, straight self again,” he barked, that daddy dominance drenching every word he uttered. “Ya hear me?”

Blue giggled. “Yes, Daddy.”

Daddy motioned with his finger for Blue to approach. “C’mere,” he grunted in his gruff voice, a playful growl audible in it.

Blue took only a few tiny steps forward before Daddy got out of his seat and roughly grabbed him by the back of the head. He pulled the smaller man closer to him, causing him to tumble against his massive dad bod. Daddy shivered as he could feel the hypnotherapist’s hands against his hairy chest, and he leaned down to heatedly make out with Blue.

Of course Daddy was the dominant one in the make out session, exploring every crevice of Blue’s mouth with his tongue. He pulled back only to gesture at Wolfey.

“You too, get in here and take care of Daddy,” he ordered.

The bodybuilder shot off the couch and immediately dropped down to his knees with a loud thud. He leaned forward and, using just his mouth, tore Daddy’s jockstrap down to the floor. The dominant man’s throbbing seven inches was unsheathed, and Wolfey eagerly swallowed it whole. He couldn’t prevent his loud moans from echoing out as he sucked off the newly minted Daddy, even reaching up to fondle his large, baseball-sized balls.

Blue loved to see the man in front of him melt into a puddle of lustful goo, so he began to run his hands up and down the stud’s hairy chest. He paid special attention to the large, nubby nipples of his, eliciting loud, slutty moans from Daddy.

In between his bellowing moans, Daddy called up to the other men upstairs. “Nick! Kevin! Get your asses down here!” he roared.

Obeying the Daddy of the House, as Blue had promised, Nick and Kevin scampered out of their rooms as soon as they were given instructions. They both hurried down the stairs and immediately got to work.

Nick placed both of his hands on Wolfe’s wide waist, lining up his already oozing cock with the bodybuilder’s tight hole. He slowly entered before beginning to pick up speed, the both of them moaning loudly. As Nick thrusted into the bigger man, all of Wolfey’s impressive muscles bounced due to the pounding his bubble butt was receiving. 

Kevin, being the first one to be hypnotized by Blue and therefore the bravest, went behind Daddy. At first, he placed his throbbing head right at the crevice of Daddy’s hairy cheeks, teasing the other man as he still made out with Blue. His lust overpowering him, Daddy felt himself thrusting his ass backwards to completely engulf the other man’s large cock.

Daddy moaned like a slut as he impaled himself on Kevin’s cock, doing most of the work as he bucked and rolled his hips with expert precision. He then dropped to his hands and knees and hungrily fished Blue’s cock out of his pants before taking it into his mouth.

Despite getting stuffed both ways, Daddy was still in charge. The way he moved his booty let Kevin know that he was taking charge in their heated fuck; and he sucked Blue’s dick like a pro, leaving the hypnotherapist nearly cross-eyed. Deep down as he watched from within his trapped psyche, Lee realized that he loved this and might have always wanted to be a slutty daddy. After all, even when he’d been brought back to the surface, he’d been incredibly turned on by the other men and the way his body had felt. 

Lee loved being Daddy, and he didn’t ever want to go back to his old life.

“Mmmmm!” Daddy groaned as he came, both Kevin and Blue also cumming simultaneously. As he was filled from both ends, Daddy’s eyes glazed over and he happily swallowed all that Blue had unleashed into his mouth.

“…damn,” was all Blue could get out as he leaned against the wall, struggling to catch his breath as he felt like he’d just blown the largest load of his life.

Daddy stood up and wrapped a loving arm around the smaller guy’s waist. “Who’s your daddy?” he chuckled before pressing a chaste kiss to the other man’s cheek, his goatee prickling Blue’s skin.

“You,” Blue laughed, running his hand up and down Daddy’s belly. It wasn’t long until the other man was rock hard again, and ready for the next round.

Messing with the Delivery Man

Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4 │ Part 5 │ Part 6

As time passed, everyone settled in nicely at Blue’s house. Nick and Kevin had adjusted really well to their new lives as gay pop stars who also streamed their sexual antics. Wolfe had completely given into his new identity as a bodybuilder who was very big but wasn’t very bright. Lastly, Lee had one-hundred percent allowed himself to become Daddy: a horny dom who ordered the rest of the guys in the house around, yet who still had a major soft spot for all of them.

All four of them had even gotten their own OnlyFans accounts. They utilized their new identities expertly to garner scores of followers who lusted after their sexy forms, eagerly awaiting each new post like it was life-saving water.

Blue loved living with his four boyfriends, and he couldn’t think of a way life with them could get any better. 

One lazy Saturday, Daddy and Blue were lounging together on Daddy’s chair. Given his immense muscled dad bod, Daddy laid on the chair while Blue virtually rested atop the bigger man. As he cuddled against the hairy stud, Blue’s fingers lazily twirled through the thick pelt on Daddy’s chest, loving the way the larger man would gasp at the sensation every now and then.

It was just the two of them, seeing as how Kevin and Nick were currently in Los Angeles, recording a new album together. Wanting to play into Nick’s new cowboy persona, the duo had opted to go for a more pop-country route. The album cover had been planned well before any of the tracks had been recorded, consisting of the bare chested brothers wearing cowboy hats. Kevin was on all fours while Nick sat on top of him, riding him like a horse. Wolfey had gone with them, acting as their bodyguard given his guard dog instincts. Although he was really a big cuddly teddy bear, the humongous bodybuilder was an intimidating sight to see with his massive musculature.

The football game was on, and whenever a commercial break aired, Blue would take this an opportunity to mess with Daddy. The second he heard some random fast food ad, he coyly moved his hand upwards to playfully thumb at Daddy’s nubby nipple. 

“Mmmm,” Daddy moaned, his pecs flexing instantly as his toes curled at the sensation of his boyfriend playing with his sensitive chest. “You better finish what you started.”

He placed a large hand gently on the back of Blue’s head, shoving his face down towards his pecs. On cue, Blue latched onto the other man’s nipple with his mouth, lapping at the hard nub with his tongue, eliciting bellowing moans from the large man. Had he been wearing his jockstrap, a large tent would’ve been formed by now. However, since Daddy was completely naked, his hard cock bobbed and swayed in the air as he squirmed at the onslaught of hormones that his tiny boyfriend suckling on his nipples gave him.

Just as he was about the blow, the doorbell rings.

“Damn it,” Daddy grunted, annoyed that his special time with Blue was interrupted. His goatee-framed frown was prominent on his face.

“It’s okay, Daddy,” Blue reassured him as he slowly got off the other man. “It’s probably just UPS delivering that game I ordered. I’ll get it.”

Daddy huffed as he quickly stood up, placing a big hand onto Blue’s slender shoulder. “I’ll get it,” he grunted, lumbering towards the door. His broad back swayed to and fro with every powerful step the man took, his still-hard cock bobbing in the air in front of him as he moved.

“Um, Daddy?” Blue piped up. “You’re still naked.”

Daddy rolled his eyes and he groaned loudly. “I don’t give a fuck,” he grunted as he continued towards the front door. “It’s my damn house. I can be naked if I wanna. And you better be ready by the time I get back!”

The burly man threw open the front door, allowing his hairy dad bod and throbbing cock to be on full display to the neighborhood.

On the other side of the door was a young delivery man dressed up in his work uniform which consisted of a tight brown, button down shirt and some really short shorts. It was evident that the stud worked out because the top three buttons of his work shirt were left undone, revealing a very impressive pec cleft that was covered by dark, manly chest hair that matched the same dark color as the hair on his head. His square jaw was dusted in stubble that complimented his masculine look.

On his shirt, the hunk wore a name tag which read out, “Ethan”.

“What?” Daddy grunted impatiently. He crossed his beefy arms in front of his bare chest as he stared down the delivery man, still miffed that his sexy time with Blue had gotten interrupted.

Ethan’s eyes widened at the sight of the naked man. It was a pretty open neighborhood, so he wasn’t unaccustomed to seeing a nude customer every now and then. However, as he handed the naked guy a box, he spotted Blue standing in the background.

Both Daddy and Blue could see the way Ethan rolled his eyes, however, only Daddy was able to hear the cocky young man mutter under his breath, “Great, a bunch of queers…”

Instinctually, Daddy could feel his protective instincts click and he snarled at the other guy who dared to insult his boyfriend, Blue. He glanced over his broad shoulder and gave Blue a knowing, mischievous smirk before his arm shot out at lightening speed to snag a tight grip onto Ethan’s collar. He yanked the man inside the house and tossed him onto the ground in the living room.

Ethan sputtered as he tried to regain his bearings from being roughly manhandled. “What the fuck, Dude?” he balked as he jumped to his feet.

Daddy closed and locked the front door before storming into the living room where the other two men were. “This little punk thought that it’d be a great idea to call us a couple of queers,” Daddy grimaced as he stared down Ethan. He puffed out his beefy chest to look even bigger so as to intimidate the shorter man.

It worked, and Ethan trembled a little in his spot. However, he attempted to square his jaw and look unbothered. “What of it?” he huffed. “All I was doing was telling the truth. Shit, what you two are doing is unnatural—”

Fed up with his homophobic attitude, Daddy stomped forward and wrapped one of his bulky arms around Ethan’s torso to hold him place, while he used his other hand to grip the stud’s chin to force him to stare directly at Blue.

“Do it,” Daddy ordered.

Blue smirked as he fished his trusty pocket watch out of his front pocket and held it up in front of the struggling delivery man’s face.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” Ethan yelled as he tried to thrash around to get out of Daddy’s hold, but the other man was way stronger than him. His face was turning red with frustration and all of his impressive muscles flexed as he tried to employ all of his strength to get loose, but it was futile.

“Just wait and see,” Blue smirked as he began to swing the pocket watch slowly back and forth. “Now pay close attention to the pocket watch…”

Despite his struggling, Ethan’s eyes focused on the swaying motion of the pocket watch. Gradually, his struggling died down until he was completely calm in Daddy’s hold. His eyes glazed over and his jaw dropped as he went totally under, ready to receive Blue’s instructions.

Blue’s face broke out into a wide smile of pure mischief. “Listen carefully, Ethan,” he said in his slow, melodic voice, pushing the stud even further down deeper into his hypnotic haze. “Each and every time you deliver a package, if a man answers the door — no matter what he looks like — you will feel an uncontrollable urge to suck his cock.”

Ethan’s face was blank, his eyes refusing to leave the pocket watch as he listened to the hypnotherapist. “I will want to suck their cock,” he repeated monotonously.

“You will be a needy cockslut and be desperate to suck off as many men as you can. You will debase yourself and do whatever you can to suck off another man. And you’ll love it.”

“I’ll love sucking off a man. I need it.”

“And,” Blue finished up, “you will lust after Daddy here, and you’ll be his top follower on his OnlyFans. It’s only right seeing as how you’ve already seen his cock.” Blue snapped his fingers and put the pocket watch away, ready to see his work in action.

At the sound of Blue’s fingers snapping, Ethan winced and took a shaky step backwards. He shook his head as his instructions began to cement into his brain. When he opened up his eyes, they automatically landed on Daddy’s large, hairy dad bod. They laser focused in on the bigger man’s hard, throbbing cock that hung out in the open air.

The look of sheer want that crossed over the delivery man’s face was gold, and Blue couldn’t help but snicker.

Even Daddy basked in the cocky stud’s conversion. “See something ya like?” he grunted, crossing his beefy arms over his hairy chest. He pushed his hips forward, forcing his large, thick cock to wag closer towards the struggling young man. It was at its full impressive seven inches, and a clear bead of precum had already formed on the head.

Ethan nodded vigorously. “Y-yes!” he hurriedly said, desperation seeping into his deep voice. “C-can I suck it? Please?” He even dropped down onto his hands and knees, crawling closer to the bigger man until the purple head rested on his lips.

Daddy gave a throaty chuckle. “Fine,” he grunted, placing both of his hands on either side of Ethan’s head.

Ethan eagerly opened his mouth and swallowed the entirely of Daddy’s seven inches in one slurp. Thanks to Blue’s hypnotic instructions, Ethan was aware of how to deliver expert head. He sucked hard on the larger man’s cock, hungrily running his tongue up and down the throbbing shaft and even pausing to flick at the sensitive slit. The entire time, Ethan’s slutty moans echoed out throughout the house, illustrating just how much as a cockslut he now was. His muscled arms flexed with power as he held himself up, the juxtaposition of such a muscled stud sucking off Daddy too good to ignore.

“Well, well, Ethan,” Blue couldn’t help but comment, loving how he saw the muscular delivery man’s thick neck flex as he bobbed his head back and forth. “It looks like you’ve taken to your new life swimmingly.”

Ethan just moaned in response. He even took time to suck on Daddy’s large balls, taking the bigger man’s grunts as a go-ahead to continue. The entire time, his horny mind was on fire with lust, and all he could concentrate on was pleasing the larger man he knelt in front of.

Ethan was like a machine now as he sucked off Daddy like he was dying of thirst. He deep throated the man’s incredible cock, moaning loudly for the entire neighborhood to hear. His own untouched cock was throbbing with desire within the tight confines of his uniform shorts.

Daddy tightened the grip that he had on the young man’s head, stopping his bobbing as he tensed up. With a wordless groan, Daddy blew his load down Ethan’s throat; the latter happily swallowed every last drop. His throat flexed with power as he drained the bigger man, finally standing up once he was finished.

It took Ethan a few seconds to notice the large, wet mark on the front of his uniform shorts. His own, untouched cock had blown its own load just from him sucking off another man. The altered stud knew deep down what this meant: That he wouldn’t be able to get off without another man’s cock in his mouth. Due to Blue’s hypnosis, he was looking forward to sucking off guy after guy. It was his favorite part about delivering packages. The previously straight, homophobic hunk grew rock hard instantly at the thought of sucking another man off at the next house he has a delivery at. If his past self were coherent, he’d have been disappointed to discover that whenever he felt aroused, instead of sexy women, all his mind could conjure up were images of hairy pecs, thick cocks, and huge balls that he wanted to shove his face into.

Daddy stretched his muscled arms over his head, popping his back with satisfaction. “You did good, Boy,” he told Ethan, going so far as to clap him on the back.

Ethan’s face brought out into a grin alight with zeal at the compliment from the hairy man. “Thanks, Sir,” he smiled widely. “I aim to please!”

Daddy chuckled. “Well, you certainly did just that.” He paused, an idea forming in his mind. “Let’s see if we can find you something cleaner to wear.” He gestured at the wet spot on Ethan’s shorts.

The delivery man looked down at his own crotch and blushed. “Oh yeah, I guess I got a little excited there,” he nervously chuckled.

Daddy hurried up the stairs, only to return with a small piece of fabric in his hands. “Go ahead and undress,” he ordered Ethan.

The hypnotized stud did as he was told, immediately tearing his shirt away from his muscled frame. As suspected, Ethan appeared to live in the gym, having large, impressive muscles. His hairy pecs were nowhere near as big as Daddy’s, but they still protruded off his chest tantalizingly. His abs were rigid and popped against paper thin skin that was covered in coarse, dark hairs. Finally, Ethan dropped his shorts and boxers. His rotund, hairy cheeks jiggled as he moved.

Daddy and Blue both tried to stifle a laugh as they noticed that Ethan was rock hard again, his meager cock only topping out at three and a half inches… if that. His balls were tight and compact against his skin. The smallish package looked completely out of place on Ethan’s muscled frame, but the horny stud didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he felt an excited thrill at being naked in front of the other men.

“Maybe that was why he was so grumpy?” Blue couldn’t help but muse aloud.

Ethan took the offered article of clothing from Daddy, seeing that it was a tinyposer. It was the same dark brown color as his delivery uniform, and when he pulled it on, it left little to the imagination. The back of the poser was wedged deep between the hairy crevice of Ethan’s bubble butt. And the front was pulled down, showing off his obliques. The tiny bulge in the front illustrated just how little the muscle man was working with.

“Um, this is a little revealing, isn’t it?” Ethan asked as he looked at himself in the mirror. Despite his inner humiliation, he was still rock hard, a little tent forming in the front of his posers.

Daddy removed the Ethan’s name tag from his shirt, only to affix it to the front of the stud’s posers. “I think you look great,” he chuckled. “Now, go ahead and get back to work.”

At Daddy’s orders, Ethan proudly puffed out his chest. “Yes, Sir!” he beamed. Just as he readied himself to leave the house, Ethan paused to subscribe to Daddy’s new OnlyFans account, quickly joining at one of the highest tiers. The anticipation of seeing more of the man’s hot dad bod fueled him with desire, and he eagerly awaited delivering another package to Blue’s house as soon as possible.

Ethan happily waved as he left, entering the world as his new self. From the window, Blue could get an unobstructed view of Ethan going across the street to delivery another package, clad in the skimpy poser that left his entire body on full display. As soon as the man living there answered the door, Ethan was on all fours in flash, sucking the stranger’s cock.

“Job well done,” Daddy purred as he held Blue from behind. He playfully rutted his hard cock against the smaller man’s back.

Blue giggled. “Me?” he asked, turning around to face the other man. “You’re the one who was his first suck. So I think you might’ve set the bar a little too high.”

Without another word, Daddy easily tossed Blue over his broadened shoulder to go continue their fun times had been interrupted earlier by Ethan.