See The Hole And Push Into It. Feel The Undulation And Draw Closer. The Hole Is You And You Are Cock.

In places where life evolved differently, creatures in the wild learned to prey on the instincts of others. If a male's instinct to sustain himself was not greater than his instinct to procreate, he would feed this plant until his death and further nutrients would be absorbed through the plant's roots as the collection of deceased creatures nourished the soil. Some life, however, was sentient enough to not only resist pleasure toward orgasm for the sake of food, but enough also to domesticate these plants. Many a male would keep a plant such as this in home. Many even kept the plant at bedside for very pleasant rest.

He said there was no way I’d get my mouth on his dick. I’m the one who’s seen him asleep and knows what happens with that dick of his.

Maybe he knows too and this was just a challenge. That's okay. Challenge eagerly accepted.

A hand to steady me. I stumbled forward, staring at his fur. It’s like he knows I’m having trouble. I am having trouble. I’m meant to help spot him, but … for some reason, I can’t get my mind off his body, off his fur… off with his shorts. Obviously, the only sensible thing for me to do is pull his shorts down for him. Then, they would be off and he might stuff his penis in my mouth to avoid exposing himself. I touch my cheek to his wrist, because he’s touching me…

And then I fall to my knees, gripping the green fabric and taking it down with me. I don’t know why this is happening. I don’t understand why I must have his flesh inside me. I don’t know that he absolutely knows why. He’s the one who gave me the water bottle. He’s the one who put more than 3 doses in it. As I fall to my knees, as his cock rises to my face, as his hands guide me down, he welcomes me home. I feel his fur on my face as I feel his flesh inside my neck.

It’s such a relief for his manhood to enter me. I didn’t know how much I yearned … too … much thinking. Must swallow cock. He pulls my head back to look at me after a few moments. My eyes are watery and my cheeks are stretched but when he tells me to look at him, I see my life above me, spitting on me and pumping me full

He's been coming over to my house to "hang out" for many months now. All the while, I have been upping his dose of the drug. More and more he becomes docile. He apologizes for a foggy mind and I put him at ease, allowing him to remain in company anyway. Each day, he faithfully returns and I give him another dose.

He arrives, I dose him, I have him remove his clothes. He is not yet retrained enough to get completely naked, but he's too far gone to stop his training now.

I can't wait to have him standing around, perpetually erect. He's so fucking sexy.

He thinks he’s about to start training our man. Our man is a hook, a saturated one who’ll do a lot of sweating and need a lot of physical encouragement to the workout routine. Soon the target will have problems keeping his hands off our hook. Soon, he’ll advise they be naked so he can “monitor muscle movement”. When our hook mentions a massage, he won’t think twice. He’ll tell our hook to lie down and start to work his hands all over the sweaty saturated hook’s body. He’ll massage every protruding muscle until satisfaction. Satisfaction comes when we say it does.

"All done? Good. Just leave the towel there. Nice shower, yes? Felt good? Wonderful. Right this way. We have you for someone."

Dad said I wasn’t allowed to get a puppy, but he made it up to me in his own special way.

Monitization

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Dressing exactly as commanded. Still reports to the work site as though we were his employees. We each take a turn giving him a new order.

Day by day, he becomes the naked, cock hungry, perpetually horny pet we needed … to lose ourselves to Lust and accept the rescue when we are delivered to a roomful of cock

At first, Ron was irritated he'd been pushed into the water. He fully planned to get in, after all. As he stands there in the shallow portion of his neighbor's pool, though, he starts to feel a bit strange. He knows he wouldn't have got all the way in if he'd felt this way. He now knows his neighbor knew that, too. As he stands there, watching his neighbor take photos of his dripping wet body, he begins to want his neighbor's clothes off. His neighbor is waiting, though; waiting for Ron's mind to be so affected by the tainted water that he'll tackle any man before him.