“Damn I never had such sensitive nipples!” - who would have guessed that the handsome guy I turned at that insurance-company would be such a special joy, apart from his looks.
I saw him getting in, following right away. At the counter I pretended to be interested in their service, pointing out, that the guy Ijust saw had been recommended to me.
Asking for a quick talk for starters due to me, beeing around, I actually got an apointment, asked to wait for just a view minuted until he was prepared.
When he came to lead me into his offi e I could hardly focus, only thinking about how it would be to wear him. But I didn’t act right away. I injoyed that thrill of anticipation, watching him, listening for a while, his demenour, his expressions, his voice.
Handily there was a spreadsheet on his wall. So eventually I pointed at it, stood up, wondering about it. And he did, too. My pulse raised with him, standing next to me. I almost could smell him, surely his cologne, but more than that.
My hand already was casually stuck inside my pants pocket, feeling that little instrument, getting even more excited up until I made the move, pulled it out in one swift motion, lifting it up to stick the needle right into his neck, pushing in that special liquid.
He twitched, looked at me in shock. But it was already to late. The stunning-effect kocks in immediately. So with a wide grin I reached over to grab his crotch, not at all beeing disappointment, feeling a good amount of soft resistance.
I went over to lock the door with a key I found in his desk. Then I started to undress him while he was still stable emough, pulling down his jacket, opening his shirt button per button, feeling his meaty pecs, already softening. Then I opened his fly to find nice, white briefs with a greay weistband, sliding in to feel that bulge a bit more, pulling both peaces down after taking off his shirt and a well fitting tanktop.
When I pushed him over to the he was getting noticably wobbly and lighter. There I remives his shoes, socks and pants before I slowly pulled down that nice brief. His package really was quite a view, meaty and plumb about a nice handfull of balls. I couldn’t help but lean forward to have a taste, playing with its covered tip, down to his balls, wich was quite the strange feeling, bouncing back, getting more and more hollow.
When I üushed his thighs to flatten them fully to mere centimeters I knew, he was ready. To still see him pretty intact, beeing held up like a hollow rubber-toy really is a nice thing with the new formular, letting me injoy that sight while I undressed infront of him.
But as I went behind him to open the spot in his neck he instantly flattened, alowing me to open his back further before stepping in, sliding into his lightly hairy legs, pulling him up to my crotch where a pretty substancial boner was to be stuck into his meaty hull, taking my time to stroke it back onto mine. Then I slid into his arms, lifting his torso onto my chest, leaving just his head dangling infront of me.
I really would have loved to have a mirror to see how I stretched his handsome face over mine, pulling it all the way back, adjusting his features. Then I reached at my back, pulling the opening close, beeing fused instantly the moment it touched up to that spot in the neck. With a gentle rub the final merge began, adjusting my body with gentle force, letting me grow a bit, my thighs, my chest, fusing with that hull of his until I couldn’t feel it at all, having that tongle in my throat when, as a last step, my voice was beeing altered.
So I cleared my voice, already recognizing his tone shortly before my focus was directed to the nice bounce, happening between those nice legs.
“Seems like there is very important business to be taken” I stated, shivering by the sound of his, my new voice. And although I couldn’t wait to gove my boy a call, this boy between my legs had no intention of beeing untended any longer…
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