northboijr

(18+ only please) Hot hairy alphas, armpirts and Bro toes! Hypnosis and muscles.

[itsflyinglikeadragon]

He said on his profile he loved stinky used shoes and he was up for new experiences. What better experience than to send him some quite powerful Nikes for him to play with.

What I didn’t tell him was the more he played with them, the more like the previous owner he would become.

First it started with his feet, of course it had to. They grew out into the size 12s and he was proud of them. Of course it meant he had to wear them, he had no other footwear that would fit him otherwise!

That’s when his socks branded themselves as Nike as well. When he was walking to the shoe shop to try and figure out what was going on, he didn’t realise the other changes.

For one, his mind was mushing to the state of the lad who used to wear them. He wasn’t very bright, and that was beginning to show. What was he buying again?

New trackies, that was it wasn’t it? He headed to the sports shop and almost in a daze bought himself a set of nike to wear. The daze being his normal state until he had a couple cans.

He looked in the mirror on the kitchen bench. Heck, it was his kitchen he could do what he wanted right? He looked at himself, this was odd. He looked and felt like himself, but not entirely.

Nah, it was right wasn’t it. Hair shaved down the sides. Fuck his head was proper hurting. Maybe robbing shit was a bad idea. He’d fuckin come back tomorrow or summert, he just needed to get back to his council flat.

Yeah, that felt right didn’t it? Just barely remembering who he was. It wasn’t as though his mind craved it so much, it managed to almost forget entirely who he was. This was who he was.

[joeymariposa95]

Hot guy with huge, fucking giant feet gives a clumsy footjob to a dildo

[malefeetworlds]

[man-and-structure]

[conservative-kings]

Yeah, dude. It’s fine if you’re gay. Everybody needs their dick sucked now and again. God knows I do.

But you can do all that without marriage. You can do that without special anti-discrimination laws. So my party, which has all the power, is never going to support that crap.

But we will support your right to play a useful role in society. Cut and color our wives hair. Make our TV shows. Hand us our towels at the gym.

Yeah, that gets you going, doesn’t it? I see you chubbing up. No, I’m not surprised at all. I’ve never met a faggot who deep down didn’t recognize this: straight men are the default. You’re something different. And you shouldn’t deny it, with all this talk of equality and rights, and blah, blah, blah.

It’s much simpler than that. It’s basic. You see a cock, any cock, and you want to suck it. It’s fine. Go ahead, I’m right here. And I get it. It’s what you are made for.

So why hesitate? Go ahead, boy. On your knees and take me into your mouth.

See? Isn’t that what you really want? Doesn’t that feel better and more natural to you than some sense of “rights?”

Nod so that I know you agree. And I’ll let you swallow my load. Good boy.

[socksdowndad]

[chicagodadfeet]

I’m game

[chloroformeobsession]

I can sniff smelly feet, but i am never lick the feet of men or a boy.

[humiliatemeplesse]

As his fag wife you did everything for him. And when he came in and kicked off his shoes, or if he was already there with his shoes kicked off, you knew to drop everything and get down on the floor to massage kiss sniff and worship His smelly socked feet both for his comfort and to show your respect for him and that you know your inferior place in comparison to him. He played on one of the local soccer teams so he always had long sweaty smelly soccer socks on. And you knew how jocks have all sorts of superstitions about things. For him it was his socks. He wore the same pair of socks every game. For the whole season. So as the season went on they started to trek more and more. And anytime you were kissing and sniffing and worshiping those big sweaty smelly socked feet, if he stomped one foot on the floor, you knew that meant that you had to lay down with your face up and he would use your face as his footstool. If there's anything else you had to do or hadn't finished, you'd have to wait till he was finished with you and go and finish it later even if he was going to bed and you had to stay up till 3:00 in the morning. Your life was his life, and when you agreed to be his fag wife you did it with only request, and that was that you could be his sock slave. He agreed. That was the only thing that he would allow to happen that you requested. Nothing else. And he gave you that and now this was your life forever. You gave him all of your money, you sold all your possessions, and he owned you now. You were living your fantasy life as a sock slave. And all around working harder than you ever have in your life.

[coolnelson92]

There's nothing better than cleaning toes

[jockfootstories]

When your nerdy college, roommate helps you pass your class…. he casually reminds you of the deed you need to perform for that help. Him wagging his bare soles at you teasingly and wiggling his toes… silently ordering you to get your face down there and pushed up against the bottoms. You’ll be smelling and worshiping his feet for the rest of the day no doubt. You know you’ll need help in some other classes so might as well get used to your roomie’s foot alphaness toward you. 

[wakeup01]

Missed my feet? I knew you would be back. After all that complaining about me being toxic and self obsessed, I knew you wouldn’t be able to deny my feet. Just like everyone else. Because once you get a whiff, they worm their way into your mind. It’s like a bad habit, an addiction you can’t quit. You sit there and confidently insist you won’t give someone like me any more attention, but if I snap my fingers you’ll crumple to the floor like a loose sock.

I can wax about how smelly and sweaty my big meaty soles are, how they’ll melt your mind. Turn you into a foot huffing gooner pig. And you’ll unconsciously lick your lips. Because deep down you want my feet to own you, for my juicy toes to destroy your sense of self. You know I’m the type of guy you should hate, that I oppose your grandstanding ideals. Know that you used to hate feet and know that my foot musk has altered your brain. IS altering your brain, rotting away your critical thinking. Turning it to mush. If you can just stay away, you can continue your normal life and boring job. But here you are, and here are my fucking feet. And it’s about time you took your place under them, you pathetic foot licker. Because you love obnoxious fuckboys and toxic chavs. You love being used and degraded . You love foul feet and intense musk. And you just LOVE listening and believing whatever I tell your empty little head.

So, join my collection of dumb foot worshippers. Become a degraded goon addict. Smiling like a dunce as my stench marks your dopey, slackened face. Sniff and let the stench destroy any ounce of resistance. Accept your new toxic Master. Suck my fat fucking toes and thank me for making you a stupid fucking foot slave.

I’m gonna snap my fingers and you’re gonna sniff, lick and destroy your weak self-worth in an instant. Ready, foot slave?

*SNAP*

[northboijr]

[humiliatemeplesse]

I don't care if you're tired and had a long day and have a headache. You worship my stinking smelly socked feet everyday after work. Every day. And I know you love these argyle socks. It reminds you of what a masculine executive Boss I am. Later on you can cook me dinner and when you're done with the dishes I'm going to use your face as my footstool you little sock perv. Get started get your hands on them and get your nose in there, show your respect faggot.

[changingmen-deactivated20210520]

No More Subtitles

“Fuck this, man. I don’t want to read subtitles”

Scott was your average American. He wasn’t too smart either. So when his roommate put on a Spanish film with subtitles, Scott rolled his eyes and immediately turned it off. Scott took the disc out of the DVD player and chucked it out the widow. But what Scott didn’t know was, the DVD was actually cursed.

Over the next few weeks, Scott experienced some changes. His white complexion slowly became darker. His skin beginning to look more... tan. More hispanic. But Scott was oblivious to the change. He just thought he was getting a good tan. He had been playing football with his bros in the sun after all.

Scott’s body had gotten bigger too. His muscles slowly grew over the weeks. The growth was noticeable. Scott’s lean body had gotten bulkier. His lean pecs jutted out becoming big and round. His biceps became as big as a body builder’s. But Scott wasn’t going to complain. He was starting to get bigger than all his bros. Anyway, it’s probably cause he’s been spending so much time in the gym, right?

Scott’s body hair progressively got darker and thicker over the weeks. He would try and shave it off, but his body hair would just grow back throughout the day. He would shave his face in the morning only to have a full thick beard in the evening. His once hairless chest had grown a thick pelt. His shaved armpits now covered in hair.

Scott dismissed it. Maybe it was just all that testosterone in his body. Scott only started to worry when strangers began to assume he was hispanic. Store clerks would talk to him in Spanish. The girls he went on dates would often ask when he moved to America. Scott was always offended by these assumptions. He was as American as they come, right? How could anyone mistake him for some hispanic?

On the third week of the curse, everything changed. Scott woke up unable to speak a word of English. He screamed and shouted in his new Spanish accent. His mind began to be erased. It emptied and emptied until he couldn’t even remember his own name. Scott stood mindlessly in his room. His new big hulking hairy body stagnant as he stared vacantly at the empty wall. His face relaxed. His jaw hanging open. Suddenly, Scott began moaning. His mind being filled with memories. New memories. Memories of a life in Mexico. All memories of every having ever lived in America were wiped from his mind. All he remembered is that his name was Juan. He was born in Mexico City. He’s always had dreams of moving to America. But he just can’t bring himself to do it. He loves Mexico too much. Juan’s surroundings shifted into a cheap dirty apartment in Mexico City. His wardrobe began to change, filling itself with Mexican attire.

Juan was ready to begin his life. He confidently strode out of his bedroom. He looked at the TV to see that a Spanish film was playing. The same Spanish film from his past life. Juan grinned.

“¡Mi película favorita!” Juan laughed.

Scott definitely won’t be needing any Spanish subtitles anymore.

[joeymariposa95]

[northboijr]

[gay-transformation]

We started the same strength, height, size and both of us had a slight stubble. The moment I touched his hand and we went into position I could feel his essence. I held his hand there as our hand wrestling started and I could just feel his dominance fading when he could not move my arm. I was definitely destroying his ego right there and then.

I felt it a surge of power flowing into me. All this energy came from him. It felt like it was abandoning him for the better man. The room was filled with small grunts and the sound of flesh growing. I watched as his slight stubble sucked back into his skin and his face shifting into a more boyish appearance.

I had already taken half his muscle size i guessed, but kept my arm stable in the center. I enjoyed the show of my buddy filling me up with his powerful essence. I wanted my buddy in my bed, the thought of making him suck and lick my body and cock turned me on. I might have drained his dominance and added his will to fuck to mine. I took a good look to my buddy, he was still deflating as I watched him. I decided it was enough and smashed his hand down and won.

We both stood up and we used to be the same height around 1.85 meters. I now towered over him as be barely reaches with his head at he base of my chest. He must be around 1.50 meters now as he was the same size as my freezer. Me on the other hand I had become bigger than the door entrance so that must at least be bigger than 2.15 meters.

Before I had a little body hair and now I might have to shave a few places every day. I had grown a good beard and my hair itself had grown rapidly too. My buddy on the other hand had last any body hair he had, he was a perfect hairless boy besides his pretty hair on top of his head.

I just could not shake the thought of fucking. I already had a good sized cock, but as it had grown I took my pants off to check it out. My buddy went without asking on his knees and started worshipping the big meat which was mine to posess. I was sure it had became twice as thick like a beer can and the length wasn’t easy to guess as it just kept getting harder and expanding. It finally stood still full mast and I estimated on about 14 inch. I had seen my buddies cock before but there was just nothing left. All he had was a hard little bobble might be a tenth of an inch. I had completely taken his big fat cock. I ordered him to lay face down ass up.

I could see his tight hairless ass or a better word man cunt. It looked so nice as I moved my big meat to his hole and started pushing my cock with all my weight inside it. His high pitched moans were a conformation I was immediately hitting all his good spots. I smirked cause with my size I just stretched him out so there was no way I could not hit something else.

I lost myself in the total euphoria I had enjoying myself with a personal little boy. I loved seeing him taking my enormous cock all the way in as he screamed that he loved me.

I felt my the cum building up after I don’t know how long I had been jack hammering his ass. I told him I was gonna fill him up and shot load after load in his hungry hole. I pulled out only to see his gaping cunt flooded with cum flowing out. I left him there, I had enough energy for a workout and went to the gym.

In the gym I was the biggest guy there, I stayed there for a while. I lifted weights and fucked different man and woman working out. I knew my boy would not mind as long as I come back to him every night. I mean who would not want to get fucked by me now. I’m at the top of manhood and the truest alpha in the world.

[rrecon]

submissive gent#dom

[gym-musky-bodybuilder]

[maxx114]

really stinks up the joynt