The stronger they get, the further they devolve! A group of men find their bodies transforming in unexpected ways as the result of a hypnosis prank at a costume party. Carson and Brendon were quiet shy nerds until they put on monkey costumes -- their friend Terry thought that he was just giving them a simple hypnotic suggestion, but soon their bodies change as they grow fur, a tail, and start knuckle-walking around the party -- naked for all to see. The transformation continues the next day at a gym, where the muscle-flexing gym jocks start to devolve, growing fur and becoming grunting horny cavemen. It all culminates at a local sports bar, where the transformations get the better of multiple jocks. The bouncer starts acting like a gorilla, the bartender like a monkey, and four dudes on the patio get naked and raunchy, unable to contain their sexual urges as they devolve together! This is a 10,000-word adults-only story featuring hot male-male sex, erotic hypnosis, mind control and dumbing-down, jocks flexing and growing muscle, dudes getting furry, tails growing, and sexy scenes of erotic transformations. Individuals pictured are models and are used for illustrative purposes only. Here's an “How do we start?” Brendon said. “We already started,” said Terry. “You’re slipping away.” “I am?” Brendon said, confused. He scratched his head again, slower this time. “Drift away, relax, feel so calm,” said Terry. “Nine. Your mind is empty. Simple. Serene. Like a dumb meathead jock.” “Whoa … I feel … so good,” Brendon smiled, mouth open. “Eight. You’re an ape. A big one. So strong, so powerful. Tall. Broad. Muscles upon muscles.” “Grrrr!” Brendon growled, lifting his arms up to flex. He wasn’t particularly muscular, but he suddenly seemed to think he was. “Getting big! Lookit me, man … how’d I grow so big?” “Seven. A gorilla is covered in hair. Thick, dense, black hair. It’s growing over you like fur.” Brendon looked down at himself in wonderment. “Whoa, dude,” he said. This was not how he normally talked. “I’m like a beast! Look at all this … I’m so damn furry!” He reached down and lifted his shirt up over his head. He wasn’t very hairy, but to him, new hair growth appeared to be racing over his chest. “Six. No clothes,” said Terry. “Apes don’t wear clothes. You go naked.” “Wait, I don’t know about that one,” said Carson. “No, it’s okay man,” said Brendon. He pushed his pants down to stand there naked in the living room. Other guys started to notice what was happening and headed in their direction to watch. Carson looked around at the assembling crowd with some nervousness. “Are you sure…?” “Yeah!” Brendon stretched his arms up over his head, a big smile on his face, then dropped them and idly scratched an armpit. “Keep going.” “Five. That pose feels good,” said Terry. “Posing like a gorilla feels right. Feels natural. You’re big and strong and hairy and dumb. Show off your new body.” “Hehhhhh,” Brendon grunted, flexing his arms in a muscle pose. He shifted his weight on his feet, his knees bending a bit. He was starting to stand in a more simian crouch as he showed off his body. “Oh my God,” Carson gasped. “Brendon — you’re really starting to look like a gorilla.”
I tell stories about the animalistic qualities of power, manipulation, and control.
By day, I'm a quiet government employee, working for a high-profile public figure. But as soon as I leave the office, I dive into a dark world of bondage and discipline that infuses my writing. I can be found at gay bars and sex clubs all across the west coast, sliding my hands under mens' clothes and letting them invade me in return. I like to journey from encounter to encounter, and then write steamy chapters about my experiences.
Sometimes I relinquish control of my body to other men, so they can control and manipulate me. Other times, I turn the tables, and seize control of the men around me. I love to explore what it means to dominate and submit, and I hope you enjoy reading about my adventures.