In the sexy conclusion of the Devolving Jocks series, more athletes are swept up in the magical transformations, turning into primitive sex-crazed beasts! A locker room lost-and-found triggers a change, turning stuck-up tennis players into sweaty grunting muscle-bound brutes. Before long, the whole wrestling team starts to resemble gorillas and cavemen, their minds becoming stupid and constantly horny. From there, it's not long before a frat house party turns into an orgy of humiliating transformations, and some familiar faces stop by to get in on the action. This is a 10,000-word adults-only story featuring hot male-male sex, dumbing down, jocks flexing and growing muscle, dudes getting furry, tails growing, sweaty smells, caveman talk, humiliation, and sexy scenes of erotic transformation. Individuals pictured are models and are used for illustrative purposes only. Here's an A crowd of frat bros cheered as Jay and Will made out on the front lawn. It was dusk, and the sun was just setting as party-goers arrived at the frat house. Jay and Will, still identical and still massive with muscle, had paused as they approached the door for a quick make-out session. That had attracted the attention of some of the guys in the living room, who were watching them from the big picture window with grins on their faces and beers in their hands. “We should go inside,” Will said, smiling at Jay. “What’s your rush, bro?” Jay said, leaning in for another kiss. Their tails lashed back and forth, hairy and thick, bumping against other guys just arriving at the frat house for the party. “Uh … guys?” said a familiar voice. Jay and Will looked down and saw their friend Felix, nervously staring at them. He seemed so much smaller than they were used to him being, but he hadn’t changed. They had. “Oh hey dude,” said Jay. “So, we changed a little.” “No kidding,” said Felix, eyes wide as he took in his much-larger friends. “When you said you’d TFed and to look for the guy wearing a red had with a banana on it, I didn’t expect… this.” “Cool, right bro?” Will said, raising his arms up to flex. He was wearing a sleeveless muscle shirt, and his biceps bulged. Felix stared. “Oh my God, Will,” he said. “Are you… like a dumb jock now?” “No like a dumb jock,” said Will, striking another muscle pose. He was wearing short shorts and a tank top. “It’s all we are.” Jay grinned and flexed to match. He was wearing his tennis gear, but it strained obscenely around his much larger body and his much larger cock. The fabric was stretched to the point that he knew it wouldn’t last the night — at some point, it would tear. He was just waiting for the right moment to flex hard enough to rip clean through his old dorky clothes. Felix shook his head, then laughed in disbelief. “I can’t believe it … you guys were so small before,” he said. “And I mean, it was fine, but now … you look so dumb!” “Dumb?” Jay looked confused. “Well yeah. We’re dumb. It’s cool. You get, like, simple and shit. No more constant thinking, getting all annoying with ideas. Just workin’ out, hangin’ with bros, hittin’ the gym. Simple life. It’s great.” “Yeah, and the best part is, no more taking shit from dweebs like you,” said Will, punching Felix gently on the shoulder. It was an affectionate move, but it nearly knocked Felix over. “Whoa!” Felix said, regaining his balance.
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.