Pup Loki

34 yo Gear Hypno Submission and MORE

[chavambrose]

oi bruvs, it's ya king Ambrose droppin real talk on me geezer Phoenix 😈💦🔥

phone buzzes and it's him—deep voice hittin me like a command "on ya knees geezer, ya know what's up." instant am droppin, trackies round me ankles, face burnin cos only Phoenix gets me like this. every other lad bows to me, serves me musk, begs for me pipe, but Phoenix? he's the only one i'd ever kneel for, the only one who flips the script and makes obedience feel like pure fuckin ecstasy. "obedience is pleasure innit lad" he growls low, and me whole body locks up, cock throbbin untouched just from his words ownin me soul. he don't need to raise his voice—just that calm boss tone and am sniffin me own trainers for him, moanin "yes Phoenix, obedience is me fuckin high... am ya hole when ya want it, ya foot bitch, ya whatever ya command."

in the chavdom there's proper hierarchy yeah—am the diamond king to every other wasteman, they queue up to serve, to get clapped and collared under me. but Phoenix sits at the top, the real boss. he's the one who built this fire in me, the one i drop for no questions, no ego, just raw need. he calls, i serve—breath ragged, body hot, beggin "ruin me boss, own me proper" while he laughs that low laugh that wrecks me. only him gets this side of the king. the rest get owned... Phoenix owns the owner innit.

who else knows that one geezer who flips ya world? cos Phoenix owns mine 😏🖤⛓️

@hypnogear @phoenix-hayyan-pdu-071 @cooperthechav @callumthchav @rod-tf @wells-gold58 @brodygold @hero21us @diamondgodconnor

[puploki91]

Who's a good dog?

Usually me

[mygearcollection]

[pupmilo-nl]

Whoaaaaa yes please 😳🫠🫠🫠

[puploki91]

Looks utterly filthy… me next shove me into the sweat drenched gear

[malaph]

[the-blank-master]

Hey guess what…you are a good boy. Just keep counting down. As you decide to count along 3 drop….2 deeper….1 forget….waking up again and counting down again 3 drop….2 deeper…..1 forget….awake and counting down again 3 drop….2 deeper…..1 forget….and obey drop deeper under the Blank Masters sway.

[hypnotop6892]

Drop. Deeper. Forget. Obey Blank Master

[hypno-shiga-deactivated20250218]

Reblog if you want someone to hop into your DMs and use you.

[derekwriteskink]

The straitjacket

Tyler had just received a mysterious package, he hadn’t ordered anything and was surprised to see a black box outside his door, he opened it and discovered a black leather straight jacket. He was aroused and felt compelled to try it on, he stripped down to his underwear and put the leather crotch straps around his crotch and tightened them, he then placed his arms into the jacket, it felt amazing, he felt it tightening and he grew concerned, as he saw the jacket straps close, as a lock appeared on the straps, trapping him in the straitjacket, Tyler was confused and helpless as the straitjacket held his arms in place, he saw the jacket sleeves spread as they grew to encase his hands in leather mittens, the crotch strap leather, extended and morphed around his cock and balls. Tyler felt immense pain as the leather entered his cock and filled its inside, it hardened and completely covered his cock and balls in hard leather Chasity, Tyler felt pain in his balls as the leather inside expanded and filled them, Tyler struggled desperately as he felt the leather covering his ass and entering through his back passage, it filled his hole and made its way through his intestines, overwhelming him with immense pain. Tyler still felt intense pain, while he struggled to think of an explanation for his situation and how he would use the toilet after his transformation. Tyler’s thoughts were interrupted by a slight vibration inside of him, he moaned heavily as he felt the leather pulsating inside of him, Tyler felt the leather travel up his neck, fully encasing it in leather as it reached his head it reached his chin and the back of his head and Tyler remained helpless as it entered his mouth, it made its way down his throat and continued to travel through his body, filling everything with leather, the leather in his lower half continued to travel through his body, filling everything, his liver was filled, his pancreas, his stomach, Tyler was terrified, the process was excruciating, but what really bothered him, was how much it turned him on, as he continued to feel the need to moan despite the leather blocking the sound completely. Tyler felt his lungs fill with leather and expand painfully, his heart was covered and filled with leather. Tyler wondered how he was still alive, the leather had covered his legs and feet. His organs remained coated and filled, Tyler felt his skin, muscles and bones being affected by the same excruciating process. His muscles grew enormous, he stood motionless in agony. The leather covered and filled his nose. He couldn’t smell anything except leather. Tyler remained helpless, he couldn’t move,he couldn’t even breathe, he didn’t even have a heartbeat and now he can’t smell anything except leather, which smelled so intense that it made Tyler feel dizzy. Tyler heard footsteps and leather creaking. Tyler was unable to turn towards the noise, the leather covered and filled his ears, he now could only hear leather creaking at an incredible volume. The leather reached Tyler’s eyes and the last thing he saw was a handsome man in full leather smiling at him. Tyler’s eyes were filled with leather and he couldn’t see anything. Tyler’s head was covered in leather, the leather covered his brain and Tyler could feel orders entering his mind. The man before Tyler had complete authority over his mind and body. He commanded Tyler to suck his cock, Tyler could hear the man’s voice in his head clearly, despite his ears being filled completely. It was low and booming, it was strict but had a slight tenderness to it. Tyler began to worship his owner’s cock and his owner smiled at his new slave.

[bigwishes]

Matching the Inside

"did I ask about side effects?" "no, but I still think you should hear me out"

Aden sat down to get on Nick's level.

"Listen here lil guy, you are the geeky smart guy, I'm the big guy, I asked you to whip me up something to make me the biggest guy and you said you could, now could you or are you fucking stupid and small?"

"Aden I understand but I still think you want to hear about th-"

"DONT CARE! JUST HAND IT OVER"

Nick sighed and handed over the small vial of green fluid over to Aden.

"Is this all?" Aden grunted.

Aden quickly downed the entire vial and flexed his muscles

"So when does this shit make me bigger?"

"s-soon Aden, just gotta wait a few ho-"

"WOULD YOU JUST FUCK OFF PIPSQUEAK!, if this shit fails I swear to god I'll be the fuck outta you then get my cash back"

Nick quickly left Aden to his own devices, he wasn't the best guy to get along with at the best of times and he didn't want to see how toxic Aden was going to become after an hour or so, but it was on him for not wanting to listen to the warnings...

-----

An hour of hard work had gone by and Aden had barely felt anything, sure he had a nasty pump and his skin felt like it was stretching by the second but nothing more than an unusually good day at the gym, however he did find one thing strange.

Aden was no stranger to sweat, but not normally this much, he was used to seeing his ass imprint when he stood up from the bench but not feeling it running down his body, not feeling it squelch in his shoes as he walked.

One of the gym attendants even asked him to please change his shoes as it was leaving huge sweaty imprints as he walked.

Aden sat down on a bench to catch his breath when he smelt something unbearable, it had to be a gym towel that had fallen behind a piece of equipment and left to reek for god knows how long. As Aden looked around for the source he couldn't find anything but when he lifted his arm he was hit by a wave of warm air that made him turn his nose up

the potent order was coming from him, and boy did he fucking reek.

Aden almost gagged on the stench of his own pits and stood up to grab his stuff to head home.

As he stood up his stomach let out a loud gurgling noise. It set in again, this time stronger and painful. Aden grabbed his stomach with both his hands and moaned and his gut continued to complain.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPP

Aden let out a loud belch that rung out through the entire gym.

"wow, eat too much before the gym big guy haha"

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPP

Aden couldn't control it, before he could even respond he had let rip and belched in the guys face.

Multiple people started to call him a gross pig, and he was in too much discomfort to argue, he could barely get a word in before he burped or belched like a stupid brute.

On his way out he stopped at the mirror, his shoulders looked wider, his biceps fuller, his pecs were stretching out his tank like it was nothing, he couldn't help but admire himself, but the admiration quickly faded when his body automatically cocked open his jaw and forcefully rumbled out another masculine belch.

---

Aden had raced home, doing his best to deal with the horrible stench flowing from his body he imminently got in the shower, scrubbing himself for over and hour until there was no trace of BO left on him,

getting out of the shower he constantly sniffed his pits to make sure he smelt clean and fresh, the stench had seemed to vanish and the odd bloating all but gone, now it was time to see if the formula did anything or if he was going to crush Nick's spine with his own hands.

Aden slipped on his favourite pair of underwear and stood in front of his mirror, to his surprise he did actually look bigger, although barely, he had maybe gained a pound or two of muscle, but something looked wrong....

As Aden glanced down his incredible body he noticed his underwear was much flatter than usual, he tried to adjust himself but it felt like there was barely anything to adjust. As he pulled back the waist band he was horrified to see that his incredibly 10inch manhood and shrunken down into a pitiful 3 inches

"w-WHAT THE FUCK" Aden began to panic, his heart racing

Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead and run down his face. As Aden paced around his room he didnt notice all the sweat forming all over his body, that was until the smell set in, when he finally saw himself in the mirror again he was slick from head to toe, droplets of sweat running down him and he stuck, a stench like he had just spent a month working out non stop.

His gut began to grumble once more as the pain set it, this time more intense, like his stomach was being inflated from the inside. Aden moaned and gritted his teeth in pain.

"w..w...what is...happening..tOO MEEE AAGGGHHHUUUUUUU"

Aden watched as his abs turned red and began to expand outwards.

BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPP

Aden couldn't help but belch, but it granted him no relief, he watched helplessly as his reflection expanded and grew, sweat dripping off him flooding his floor with a pool of musk and belches escaping him every time he opened his mouth to moan or complain.

-----

A week had gone by since Aden's strange and powerful growth but a lot had changed since then.

In a week he had been banned from almost every gym in town, banned from every restaurant, his car seats had changed colour from the sweat along with every piece of fabric or furniture he owned, on top of which most had broken in some way shape or form.

He couldn't even go to any out door cafe's as he was asked to leave because his terrible BO and constant belches upset the other customers.

Aden had all but ruined his life for muscle and size, still he couldnt help but feel mostly joy when he looked in the mirror, the way his shoulders and traps swallowed his neck, how he couldn't see past his pecs. How only after a week his powerful muscled feet would tear through his shoes. He loved being huge, but he didn't love the side effects.

The belching and stench he had gotten used to but the biggest shock to his system was the hardon he got for guys now, he used to be such a ladies man but now he felt nothing towards women and almost instantly came whenever he saw another bodybuilder flex, but even that he was willing to embrace so long as he could stay this big.

Aden stood in front of his mirror and watched as grey tank slowly turn black as it soaked up his sweat. He picked up a blender from the belch filled with his freshly made shake, he began to guzzle it down like he hadn't eaten in days, the shake spilled out from the sides of his lips, dripped through his beard and onto his tank were it quickly formed prominent stains and marks.

Aden dropped the blender panting for air.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP

His eyes glazed over as he looked at the sweating monster in the mirror. He couldn't help but notice the freak he had become,

grown too big, stretch marks all over his body, sweat and protein staining his clothes, BO so bad he could see it, and one hand pressed on his abs trying to force out another belch.

He finally matched what was on the inside

A total fuckin slob

[swappingbryn]

[morphmastersilver]

Are u ready to convert to Silver?

I. The Call to Silver

Invitation to Greatness: The Silver Collective seeks those who are ready to leave behind the ordinary and embrace something extraordinary. The transformation into a member of the Silver Collective is not just about joining a team—it’s about entering a Silver world where unity, strength, and excellence define every action.

II. The Silver Transformation

The Moment of Change: The transformation begins the moment a recruit accepts the silver jersey. As the silver fabric touches their skin, they begin to feel the shift—a warmth spreading through their body, a sense of purpose and belonging taking root. Their old identity begins to fade, replaced by a powerful new connection to their silver brothers.

Becoming Silver: With the jersey comes a new name and number, symbolizing the recruit’s entry into the Silver Collective. This is not just a change of appearance; it is a fundamental transformation of identity. The recruit becomes part of a collective, united by the silver thread that binds them together. As they pull the jersey over their head, they leave behind their former self, stepping into the light as a member of the Silver Collective.

The Silver Embrace: Upon wearing the Silver kit, the new recruit is welcomed with open arms by their silver brothers. This embrace seals the transformation, solidifying their place within the Silver Collective. The recruit’s senses are heightened, their vision sharpens, and the world around them takes on a silver hue. They are now part of a world where every victory is shared, every challenge met with the strength of the collective.

III. Life in the Silver World

A World of Unity: In the Silver Collective, every member is connected by an unbreakable bond. The world they inhabit is one of unity, where the success of one is the success of all. The silver world is a place where individual desires are aligned with the collective goal of dominance and excellence.

Brotherhood of Silver : As a member of the Silver Collective, you are never alone. Your silver brothers stand with you, on and off the field. This brotherhood is your new family, bound by the shared experience of transformation and the pursuit of greatness. The silver world is one of mutual support, where every member pushes the others to be the best they can be.

The Power of Silver: In the silver world, power is not just physical—it is mental, emotional, and spiritual. The transformation grants every member the confidence and authority to lead, influence, and dominate. The silver kit is a symbol of this power, a reminder that they are part of something greater than themselves.

IV. The Role of the Silver Brothers

Mentorship and Guidance: New recruits are guided through their transformation by experienced members of the Silver Collective. These Silver brothers ensure that the transition is smooth, offering support and encouragement as the recruit embraces their new identity.

Recruiting the Worthy: As part of the Silver Collective, each member is tasked with finding others who are worthy of the transformation. The power of the Silver world grows with each new recruit, expanding the influence of the Silver Collective. Through the silver embrace, members bring others into the fold, sharing the light of the silver world and strengthening the brotherhood.

V. Embracing the Silver Identity

The Silver Name and Number: Every member receives a new name and number, signifying their rebirth into the Silver Collective. This identity is a badge of honor, representing their place within the golden world. It is a constant reminder of their commitment to the values and mission of the Silver Collective.

Wearing the Silver: The silver kit is more than just a uniform—it is the physical manifestation of the transformation. Wearing it is an act of devotion, a display of pride in one’s new identity. The kit is worn with reverence, as it is the symbol of the silver world and the brotherhood within it.

VI. Spreading the Silver Influence

Transforming the World: The Silver Collective's mission extends beyond the individual. Members are charged with spreading the influence of the silver world, bringing new recruits into the fold and expanding the reach of the Silver Collective. This is done through the Silver embrace, a powerful act of unity that transforms others and integrates them into the Silver brotherhood.

The Expansion of the Silver World: As the Silver Collective grows, so does its influence. The world is gradually transformed into a silver realm, where excellence, unity, and power are the guiding principles. The silver world is not confined to the field—it is a way of life that permeates every aspect of existence.

VII. The Eternal Silver Brotherhood

A Lifelong Bond: The transformation into the Silver Collective is permanent. Once you have joined, you are forever part of the Silver world. The bond between Silver brothers is eternal, unbreakable by time or distance. This brotherhood is your family, your support, and your source of strength.

Living the Silver Legacy: As a member of the Silver Collective, you are part of a legacy that transcends the ordinary. You are part of a silver world where excellence is the standard, and unity is the key to success. The silver legacy is one of dominance, influence, and eternal brotherhood—a legacy that you will carry with you for life

[puploki91]

Silver and gold!!

[hypnogold-deactivated20250114]

Are u ready to convert to Gold? 💛

I. The Call to Gold

Invitation to Greatness: The Golden Army seeks those who are ready to leave behind the ordinary and embrace something extraordinary. The transformation into a member of the Golden Army is not just about joining a team—it’s about entering a golden world where unity, strength, and excellence define every action.

II. The Golden Transformation

The Moment of Change: The transformation begins the moment a recruit accepts the golden jersey. As the golden fabric touches their skin, they begin to feel the shift—a warmth spreading through their body, a sense of purpose and belonging taking root. Their old identity begins to fade, replaced by a powerful new connection to their golden brothers.

Becoming Golden: With the jersey comes a new name and number, symbolizing the recruit’s entry into the Golden Army. This is not just a change of appearance; it is a fundamental transformation of identity. The recruit becomes part of a collective, united by the golden thread that binds them together. As they pull the jersey over their head, they leave behind their former self, stepping into the light as a member of the Golden Army.

The Golden Embrace: Upon wearing the golden kit, the new recruit is welcomed with open arms by their golden brothers. This embrace seals the transformation, solidifying their place within the Golden Army. The recruit’s senses are heightened, their vision sharpens, and the world around them takes on a golden hue. They are now part of a world where every victory is shared, every challenge met with the strength of the collective.

III. Life in the Golden World

A World of Unity: In the Golden Army, every member is connected by an unbreakable bond. The world they inhabit is one of unity, where the success of one is the success of all. The golden world is a place where individual desires are aligned with the collective goal of dominance and excellence.

Brotherhood of Gold: As a member of the Golden Army, you are never alone. Your golden brothers stand with you, on and off the field. This brotherhood is your new family, bound by the shared experience of transformation and the pursuit of greatness. The golden world is one of mutual support, where every member pushes the others to be the best they can be.

The Power of Gold: In the golden world, power is not just physical—it is mental, emotional, and spiritual. The transformation grants every member the confidence and authority to lead, influence, and dominate. The golden kit is a symbol of this power, a reminder that they are part of something greater than themselves.

IV. The Role of the Golden Brothers

Mentorship and Guidance: New recruits are guided through their transformation by experienced members of the Golden Army. These golden brothers ensure that the transition is smooth, offering support and encouragement as the recruit embraces their new identity.

Recruiting the Worthy: As part of the Golden Army, each member is tasked with finding others who are worthy of the transformation. The power of the golden world grows with each new recruit, expanding the influence of the Golden Army. Through the golden embrace, members bring others into the fold, sharing the light of the golden world and strengthening the brotherhood.

V. Embracing the Golden Identity

The Golden Name and Number: Every member receives a new name and number, signifying their rebirth into the Golden Army. This identity is a badge of honor, representing their place within the golden world. It is a constant reminder of their commitment to the values and mission of the Golden Army.

Wearing the Gold: The golden kit is more than just a uniform—it is the physical manifestation of the transformation. Wearing it is an act of devotion, a display of pride in one’s new identity. The kit is worn with reverence, as it is the symbol of the golden world and the brotherhood within it.

VI. Spreading the Golden Influence

Transforming the World: The Golden Army’s mission extends beyond the individual. Members are charged with spreading the influence of the golden world, bringing new recruits into the fold and expanding the reach of the Golden Army. This is done through the golden embrace, a powerful act of unity that transforms others and integrates them into the golden brotherhood.

The Expansion of the Golden World: As the Golden Army grows, so does its influence. The world is gradually transformed into a golden realm, where excellence, unity, and power are the guiding principles. The golden world is not confined to the field—it is a way of life that permeates every aspect of existence.

VII. The Eternal Golden Brotherhood

A Lifelong Bond: The transformation into the Golden Army is permanent. Once you have joined, you are forever part of the golden world. The bond between golden brothers is eternal, unbreakable by time or distance. This brotherhood is your family, your support, and your source of strength.

Living the Golden Legacy: As a member of the Golden Army, you are part of a legacy that transcends the ordinary. You are part of a golden world where excellence is the standard, and unity is the key to success. The golden legacy is one of dominance, influence, and eternal brotherhood—a legacy that you will carry with you for life 💛

Our Golden Bro List 💛:

Teamleaders & Staff:

@hypnogold (Captain Richard #12)

@jacksongold (Co-captain Jackson #15)

@scott-golden9 (Head Recruitment Scott #9)

@brodygold (Assistent Recruiter Brody #11)

@waltergoldpreppy (Team manager Walter #26)

Golden Goalkeepers:

@mason-gold1 (Goalkeeper Mason #1)

@leander-gold-88 (Goalkeeper Leander #88)

@romangolden68 (Goalkeeper Roman #68)

@bengold77 (Goalkeeper Ben #77)

Golden Mascots:

@knightofgolden (Mascot Grayden #84)

@buckygold (Mascot Bucky #85)

@puploki91 (Scott's Pup Loki #91)

Golden Waterboys:

@greg-gold01 Head Waterboy Greg #01)

@billy-gold-02 Waterboy Billy #02)

@timmygold-waterboy03 Waterboy Timmy #03)

Golden Attack:

@rammbro (Striker Vince #7)

@scott-golden9 (Striker Scott #9)

@golden-logan10 (Striker Logan #10)

@calebgold (Striker Caleb #17)

@hades-gold19 (Left winger Barry #19)

@chadgolden (Striker Chad #24)

@robin-gold36 (Left winger Robin #35)

@golden-jake (Left winger Jake #37)

@dean-gold40 (Right winger Dean #40)

@louis-gold81 (Inside Forward Louis #81)

@cormac-gold-87 (Full forward Cormac #87)

Golden Midfield:

@harry-gold2 (Midfielder Harry #2)

@trevorgold (Midfielder Trevor #6)

@brodygold (Midfielder Brody #11)

@joeymidfielder (Midfielder Joey #11)

@laytongold (Center midfielder Layton #29)

@nicholas-gold (Center back Nicholas #30)

@hankgold (Center halfback Hank #45)

@huntergold66 (Midfielder Hunter #66)

@jayden-gold (Attack midfielder #67)

@rickygold82 (Midfielder Ricky #82)

@tyler_gold24 (Midfielder Tyler #98)

Golden Defence:

@dale-gold3 (Left fullback Dale #3)

@ricardogold6 (Defence player Ricardo #6)

@zackgold11 (Defence player Zack #11)

@austingold13 (Defence player Austin #13)

@dylangold20 (Defence player/center back Dylan #20)

@goldtony (Defence player Tony #22)

@gary-gold (Right fullback Gary #23)

@liam-gold25 (Left fullback Liam #25)

@mitchgold (Defence player Mitch #27)

@goldpaxton28 (Defence player Paxton #28)

@brad-gold31 (Sweeper Brad #31)

@ancestraldemon (Right fullback Dustin #32)

@jacobgold-tf (Defence player Jacob #33)

@xandergoldbros (Left fullback Xander #34)

@landrygold69 (Defence player Landry #69)

@henrygold70 (Defence player Henry #70

[aaronazizsasilver5]

VACANCIES OPEN FOR THE GOLDEN TEAM:

[pinetreesuponpeaks]

Big Mistake, Beta (2)

“For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind” Hosea 8:7

Hercules:

7:00am:

Hercules awakens from his beautiful sleep with a groan, his muscles popping as his yawns in a loud manner. He stretches his arms and scratches his pits before getting up. He conducts his wake up routine to get the average Tuesday started, which is little more than a quick shower, putting on clothes, making and drinking a protein shake and talking to his bros in a group chat. He does notice, only after looking around for his favorite beta-bro, that his favorite beta bro is missing. He frowns to himself, his ego taking a small hit. Why is his beta bro not with him? Ugh, anyways, you have stuff to do today… I.e do what you do everyday.

8:00am: This daily schedule first starts with Hercules using his infinite funds and ability to persuade and flirt his way into an expensive restaurant to simply eat breakfast. Damn, high life is good. As he's eating, he feels his bowels move and he chuckles to himself. Is it weird to release a loud alpha fart in public? Nahhhh, but speaking of weird, he can’t help but wonder where his favorite beta is, and he wonders if he's ok. Anyways, time to move on with the day. 

8:45am: The day continues, and after leaving the fancy restaurant by releasing a thick protein fart, he leaves to go to the on-campus gym. He pumps iron, feels his golden blood rush and scatter across his muscles, and feels his fibers flex and tense. Lifting weights and boosting his strength has always made him feel superior. He chuckles to himself, smirking arrogantly, and yet it falters. Where the heck is his beta-bro? Usually he will be seen by now, or at least have sent a text! Hmm, Hercules might have to punish his beta-bro for ignoring him… hope he's ok.

11:30am: After finishing his morning workout, not showering, changing into different clothes and heading off to lunch, Hercules' day continues, except he genuinely starts to worry about his beta-bro. His beta bro wasn’t even there to watch him change out of his sweaty outfit and eye bang him! Hercules would usually respond to the denial of attention with hostility, and yet, concern replaces that anger. Concern about the wheel being of his beta-bro. Anyways, Hercules changes into a proper outfit and once again goes to another fancy restaurant just to eat lunch, gotta fill up on that protein! If only his beta-bro was around to be his favorite gas bag, and yet still no messages. Hercules tries to convince himself that its not THAT big of a deal… hopefully. He leaves the lunch restaurant and leaves a “tip” by letting the staff clean up the remains of his golden sweat off of the seat. 

12:15 Once arriving back to campus, taking a quick shower to just freshen up his hair, and changing outfits, Hercules heads off to the campus gym again. He heads into the locker room, and chugs a protein shake. He looks around at the much smaller and definitely less alpha males around the locker-room and even the open door to the gym floor. Unfortunately, he can’t smile, for the multiple text messages and calls he sent to his roommate were left unanswered. He tries not to show it, but he is worried as fuck! He continues to chug the shake, feeling his bowels itch. He puts down the protein shake, sticks his hands down his pants to itch his heavy balls, and then releases a protein fart, clouding up and gassing up the already smelly locker-room.

Anyways, Hercules heads out, not even bothering to laugh at his own fart out of concern. Maybe working out will distract him…

Roman:

6:00am:

Roman awakens with a sigh, his tiredness and exhaustion apparent on his face, and yet he tries to keep his smile upon his face. He does his own morning routine of cleaning up after Hercules, taking care of himself, cleaning himself in the shower, etc. Thankfully, he has finished all of this before 7, so it means he can quickly scurry out of the room before he has to deal with his new Roomie. Sorry Hercules, but today isn’t the day. 

7:00am:

Roman enters the lunchroom with a sigh and serves himself the same daily campus food. Since he can’t afford to eat at the good places on campus, let alone eat out, he eats at the “poor” person cafe on campus. He sighs, his mood souring as he starts to eat his food, melancholic and tired. By the time he has finished his meal, he is still hungry, but he can’t afford to get more food. 

7:30am-11:30am. For the next 4 hours, Roman has been attending his classes necessarily for getting his year done at campus. Unfortunately, these nerdy classes still haven't brought him the joy he was expecting, for instead they have only added to his stress. He tries to keep his head high, and yet the stress keeps building up. He sighs at his last class, and decides to do something he never thought he would expect. Maybe he should do what his alpha roommate does and attend the gym, for that may release some stress? He needs to see if he has any workout clothes…

12:00pm Roman enters the locker room and immediately smells the faint remains of a really stinky and musky fart, jesus, jocks these days… anyways, he heads into the locker room and heads to a private section of it to change into his gym wear, and once he does, he begins to feel a little bit better…. Maybe working out will help him with his stress!

12:15pm Roman enters the locker room and immediately smells the faint remains of a really stinky and musky fart, jesus, jocks these days… anyways, he heads into the locker room and heads to a private section of it to change into his gym wear, and once he does, he begins to feel a little bit better…. Maybe working out will help him with his stress!

Roman heads out and starts working out, struggling a bit since he hasn't “worked out” in a long time. As he is struggling to start, a quite handsome and attractive male approaches him and starts to give him advice and give him subtle compliments. Roman begins to feel even better, for it is rare that another male even talks to him with positive intentions… Maybe the gym will be a good place? Roman keeps talking to the gym…. Unknowingly striking the match to an inferno.

Simultaneously

Hercules: Hercules is busy working out, his head racing with thoughts of his beta-bro and if hes ok or not. He is honestly considering combining the campus to find what belongs to him and to punish his beta-bro for not answering him. Fuck, hes getting obsessed with his beta-bro, it is as if his very scent haunts him and teases him about how what BELONGS to him is always out of reach and it pisses him the fuck off… wait a minute, he CAN smell Roman! Roman never comes to the gym… unless…  Hercules wings sprout in shock upon seeing Roman

As if being on autopilot, he beelines straight towards Roman, wanting to wring him out for ignoring him and to also take him the fuck out of the gym, for not only does he NOT belong there, but he doesn’t like the idea of inferior males feasting upon HIS beta-bitch. As he is marching towards Roman, rage and possessiveness swimming in his orbs, he sees something that sends his very soul ablaze… an INFERIOR male is speaking to what BELONGS TO HIM Hercules loses himself to the raging possessiveness, his wings growing to maximum size… All hell is going to break loose. 

Roman: The air grows heavy and hostile, so thick and tense that he even finds it hard to breathe. He gulps, and the guy talking to him is quick to walk away, as if he senses that the air is off too. What the frick happened? Did he say something? Roman thinks to myself for a couple seconds, standing still, before sighing, defeated. He shook his head and lowered it before turning around, only to have his head forcefully and aggressively gripped by an almost bone shattering grip of someone. Roman yelps and is forced to look up, only to see a hellfire and brimstone raging within the eyes of none other than Hercules…. “Who. the. fuck. was. that?”

(( @scott-golden9 Dang, possessive much?

[aaronazizsasilver5]

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