Something was going on with your roommate Art- err- Arthur. He hated the nickname "Art" now which had found strange. It had been months since he started the job search and no one would hire him– that was until the car shop gave him an interview. It was random, he applied on a whim, but somehow he got it. He didn't know anything about cars, he didn't even look the part. Short, scrawny, and very obviously nerdy. Ever since he got the job though, small things would change about him day after day. He seemed happier, but when you asked about how his job was going he'd always say that he "didn't really remember" the day. After his hair had turned blonde and he put on 20 pounds of muscle, you decided to go check his job out.
"Yeah I got some car troubles I might visit you later" you feign, he just nods at you.
"Aite bro" he says lounged on the couch, shirtless. His voice mightve been a smidge deeper but you couldn't really tell. The thing about the changes were that they were so gradual that you didn't notice until they progresses further.
Showing up to the car shop, some older muscular gentleman checked you in.
"This is Arthur, he'll be workin on your car today" the older gentleman said in a deep southern drawl.
However this wasn't Arthur, not his arthur. it was like a dl southern man's wet dream. This man was well above six foot, his shirt clinging tightly to his hefty pecs, strained across his wide muscular shoulders. Maybe there were just two Arthurs working here. That's it, that had to be it. He wore a hat with the logo of the company, your mouth salivated as you watched his huge vascular hand fall into a wave, his thick arm inadvertently flexing.
"Yo bro! Duncan, this is the roommate I was telling you about." Duncan smiled.
"Is that so" Duncan ushered you to the garage where you car had already been parked.
"This must be confusing for you" Duncan spoke, "but rest assured that your friend is still himself– just a little changed to be more of our use. Do not fret, he did agree to these changes."
You had a million questions but you couldn't manage to choke out any. Arthur inspected your car as you watched hsi rippling muscles through his shirt. At somepoint he had pulled off the shirt but you hadn't noticed because you were so entranced by the hunk.
"I understand that there has been some leaks into his personal life, his work life changing his baseline. If that's what you're worried about please know that he told us he wouldn't mind if that happened. 'I don't want to be a nerd anyways'."
"I'm sorry, what is going to change about him?"
"Not too much, mainly physical stuff– but he may adopt the psychological ones just by virtue of being in that kind of body"
Arthur's tan skin glistened, his back muscles carved out of granite. You could see the outline of his dick pulsing against his jeans.
"Looks like he's excited to see you! Havent seen him that hard before haha. No amount of reprogramming can change their true souls, so he's still gay."
Arthur jogged up the two of them, keys in hand, "heres these back bud. Doesnt look like anything wrong" a slight southern accent had tinted his raspy deep bro tone. You couldn't help but to stare down at his giant bulge, the outline of it looked so heavy.
"I see you're both enjoying this." Duncan says glancing down at your own chubbed member, "I'll leave you two to it then" Duncan said as he stepped back into the office, closing the door.
As soon as he did so Arthur's demeanor shifted, he lifted your chin up with his hand and kissed you sloppily, he tasted like cigarettes and musk. As you unlatched he slowly lowered you to your knees.
"Now be a good fag and open up for me, roomie"
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