STALLION MANAGEMENT - CHAPTER 14 - NICE DAY FOR A TWINK WEDDING!
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STALLION MANAGEMENT – CHAPTER 14 - NICE DAY FOR A TWINK WEDDING!
A week had passed, and Mr. Stallion was lounging at his desk in his
office, naked, as he liked to be in private in his mansion, trying to
decide what to do next. Things seemed to be happening with such
rapidity, he was almost frightened by the pace. Cole was now
directing a gay porno movie for Stallion Productions, starring Brad
Pitt, Jude Law, Ben Affleck, and Matt Damon called "Riding
Cowboys".
Marc's harem of reborn gay bois was growing at an exponential
level,
now filled with literally scores of them, some famous and some not,
the original seven now joined now by many of Antonio's gym
students
and dozens of Tommy's fellow college students, all now
wearing "Hostess Twinkie" G-Strings, who were currently
playing a
very peculiar game of "Manhunt" with Marc eagerly, but Aaron
was
feeling somewhat glum, just longing to getting back to his boyfriend
Gay Lachey and cuddle with him in his muscular arms, but he WAS happy
that his new album, now re-titled "From Blondie to Blondie",
was
almost done, his first single, a remake of Blondie's old hit
"Call
Me", only re-titled "Use Me!", was set for release next
week. "Gay"
Nick Lachey was, at this moment, rehearsing for his planned and
written New Year's Special specifically planned for by him by
Stallion Management. Mr. Stallion was busily planning a new mission
for Gay Charvet, and devising his plans to induct Ashton Kutcher with
his reborn butch leather man Colin Farrell, and Orlando Bloom, and
Elijah Wood he was planning to convert in some way eventually, but it
was getting to be so much WORK!
Just then, the phone rang and Mr. Stallion picked it up. "Mr.
Stallion?" said Nick Carter's voice, crying hysterically.
Nick had been an early experiment and he hadn't worked out so
well.
He had been fun to play with for a while, but Kullen's original
version of M4M just hadn't worked out successfully on him in the
end. Nick's free will had come back, and he had started
disobeying
his instructions, started believing he could make his own decisions
again as he got older. He had not been a good subject, unlike his
little brother, and he had finally summoned the will to leave
Stallion Management and do ridiculous things like make his
"own" solo
album and beat up on Paris Hilton (who was at this very moment in
group therapy with Jessica Simpson, Jennifer Aniston, Jennifer
Garner, and various other women over what had HAPPENED to their
boyfriends and husbands!)
"Hello, Nick. I've missed you. Your little brother misses
you." Mr.
Stallion said soothingly into the phone.
"I MISS YOU TOO! I MISS AARON!" Nick cried. He was clearly
drunk or
on drugs, and he was on a crying jag. "I'm SORRY I left you
Master!
I want to come BACK! I can't handle my life on my own anymore!
I
BEG you to take over my life again, do whatever you want! My whole
life is such a MESS ever since I left you!" he sobbed
uncontrollably
into his cell phone in West Hollywood where he had been wandering
around, confused, looking for a hot guy or girl (he couldn't
really
remember which he really preferred now), going from bar to bar
weeping, until he had finally summoned up the courage to plead with
his Master to help him.
"You're always welcome here Nick, I'm sure your brother
would love to
see you again, and I would too. I TOLD you free will was a burden
you didn't need anymore, didn't I?" rubbing his hairy
crotch
excitedly.
"Yeah, you did Master." Nick said, bawling like a baby. He
knew he
just couldn't MAKE it on his own anymore. He NEEDED a Master to
command him!
"It's ok, my boy. Just come over in two hours and give me
time to
devise how to reconvert you and reshape you so you may find happiness
again." Mr. Stallion said seductively.
"Thank you, Master! I will obey!" Nick Carter said joyfully
into the
phone, thrilled that his master was allowing him back in the fold to
transform him and release him from this pain!
"You better boy, I'm HOLDING you to it this time!" Mr.
Stallion said
firmly in his deep masculine voice, and hung up the phone, leaving
Nick in tears of hope and checking his wallet for cash to get a car
to the mansion, where he now KNEW all his problems could all be
solved.
Mr. Stallion reclined in his chair, closing his eyes and tried to
imagine how he could use Nick best now. He COULD just transform him
into another little twinkie for his little gay "Romper Room",
but
that would be too easy! He was already a piece of used baggage for
him, so he thought he might be a perfect guinea pig for Kullen's
most
powerful transformation and de-heterosexualization drug yet. Kullen
wasn't sure how well it would work, he had told Mr. Stallion, but
if
successful, its effects would be almost instantaneous, requiring only
a minor level of induction, and inflict MASSIVE physical and mental
changes on the subject. That was a GOOD idea, but how exactly would
he do it?
Then Mr. Stallion got another phone call, and he got an idea…
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Justin Timberlake pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a Lakers Jersey,
not bothering to shave.. His girlfriend Cameron Diaz was still
sleeping in the bed they had shared last night at the hotel. They
had been having problems lately, but Justin thought last night was
the best sex they had ever had, he thought, smiling, not yet knowing
the best sex he had ever had was still to come!
When he had heard Nick Lachey had signed up with Stallion Management
the other day, he figured there was no reason not to check it out
himself. He had nothing to do today, and he wanted better
management, so he wouldn't have any more controversies like Janet
Jackson's "wardrobe malfunction" at the Super Bowl
halftime show
earlier this year, and this management company seemed to be keeping
Nick Lachey's divorce from Jessica Simpson discreetly out of the
tabloids very well. Justin had a new album to record, films to make,
tons of things to do and he wanted to maintain a nice, clean image
(little did he know Stallion Management would take CARE of that!), so
he kissed Cameron while she slept, not knowing it was the last time
he would ever kiss a woman ever!
He dialed the number on his cell and William Baldwin's voice
said "Stallion Management, can I help you?"
"Yeah, this is Justin Timberlake. I was just wondering if I
could
come in for a career consultation?" Justin asked lazily, with all
the
arrogance of the huge star he had now become.
"SURE! Hold on a second, let me put you through to Mr.
Stallion!"
William said eagerly, excited that JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE was going to
visit the mansion!
There was a pause, then Mr. Stallion picked up and said "Justin,
it's
WONDERFUL to hear from you! You can come in about two and a half
hours from now!" he said, excited now that happenstance had
allowed
him to put together a new plan.
"No problem, I'll be there at 12:30. I'm looking forward
to it."
Justin said politely, looking in the mirror, deciding not to shave
again today. His unshaven face made him look more mature, he thought.
"I'm looking FORWARD to it TOO! See you then!" Mr.
Stallion said,
hanging up the phone, laughing fiendishly at the plan he had thought
of now, and it hadn't even occurred to him, but today things just
seemed to be coming together.
He buzzed his intercom. "William, call Kullen and tell him to
come
over, that it's time to test M4M-4!"
"YES SIR" William replied enthusiastically
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A few hours later, Justin drove up to the Stallion mansion, having
spent the ensuing time signing autographs at a Lakers game and
smiling for the paparazzi, and strode up to the door arrogantly. He
was met at the door by a handsome young man, who was dressed in a
tight black t-shirt and equally tight black jeans.
"Mr. Timberlake? Glad to see you! Come on in!" Kullen said
smirking, and before Justin even realized it, he shoved a hypodermic
needle filled with M4M-4 into the back of his neck, and Justin's
eyes
glazed over, completely entranced and ready for his reprogramming,
just as Kullen had done to Nick only half an hour before.
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"Master, may I enter your presence?" came a voice outside Mr.
Stallion's office door.
"Certainly boy, I'd LOVE to see you!", licking his lips,
looking
forward to seeing the "new" Nick Carter.
A very changed Nick Carter entered. Mr. Stallion had finally decided
to set the two young stars up to have two completely different, but
yet somehow complimentary personalities. Nick now looked like a gay
punked-up version of his old self, tattooed all over his now more
muscular, bare chest with a variety of phrases that were so obscene
they would have sent his old pre-teen fans screaming in horror. His
lips were sneering as he smoked a cigarette, both ears pierced with
gold bands inscribed with "Property of Stallion Management"
on them.
He was dressed only in a pair of crotch-less and backless leather
chaps and a leather jacket, his hair cut into blonde spikes. His
name had been changed to "Nic" (to avoid confusion with Nick
Lachey). When he finished smoking his cigarette, he threw it down
dismissively and crushed it under his boots, and said "Thanks
Master,
for making me "rough trade". I was so TIRED of that fucking
floppy
haircut! So what do ya want me to do?" He curled his lips just
like
Billy Idol used to d, who he now bore a striking resemblance to.
"So what the fuck did you DO to me, to my mind? I feel so
DIFFERENT!" Nic snarled, but nevertheless got down on his knees
automatically in front of his MASTER.
Mr. Stallion laughed heartily, and said in his deep voice "Oh be
patient, my slave stud! Just trust in your master! You WON'T be
disappointed! Just lick my feet for the time being, I've been
walking around barefoot all day and they're dirty and need
cleaning,
so just WAIT"
Nic, now totally converted and truly thankful to his master for his
transformation, eagerly licked the dirt and sweat off Master
Stallion's hairy feet with his curled lips, wondering what his
MASTER
had in store for him!
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Meanwhile, Kullen was finishing up the equally drugged and hypnotized
Justin Timberlake's transformation, completing it by simply
saying
the trigger words, "Bye Bye Bye!" and within seconds Justin
transformed physically and mentally into the sweet little curly-
haired boy he once had been.. He seemed to get younger, his hair grew
out, his facial hair disappeared, his body lost all its tattoos and
body hair, and he suddenly found he had a sweeter, more innocent and
subservient disposition. He had turned back into the "cute boy
in
the band" he had once been, but even more so than he had ever
been,
in a way he had NEVER been, PERMANENTLY.
He now obediently followed Kullen's instructions and dressed up
in
the outfit Mr. Stallion had specifically designed for him, simply a
pair of thigh high purple boots attached to rainbow-colored straps
that fit over his shoulders, his now utterly hairless chest, ass, and
dick left totally uncovered. He couldn't even REMEMBER Cameron
Diaz
now, or Britney Spears, or much of anything else really, he still
felt so dazed as his brain tried to process its new identity. He
just found himself suddenly feeling a strange, but now somehow
appropriate feeling. He was smiling happily at Kullen and found
his…
penis… (Was that what it was called?) suddenly was RISING!
Kullen smiled and pulled down his pants, revealing his own rising
erection. This was one of his "employee benefits", and he
intended
to take full advantage of it! "Ya need a drink,
Justie-Puppy?" he
said to the reborn teen idol, who was feeling feelings stronger than
he could possibly overcome now in his new form.
Justin crawled on his hands and knees over to Kullen and, almost
instinctively, started licking Kullen's dick up and down like the
little gay puppy he now was. "You LIKED that conversion,
didn't
you? You're an ACTIVE one!" Kullen drawled, and Justin just
smiled
up at him exuberantly, his eyes shining, and sucked the head of
Kullen's dick like a straw, so hard that Kullen shot into his
mouth
like a fountain, filling Justin with total ecstasy. He vaguely
remembered another version of himself who had dated Cameron Diaz and
Britney Spears once, and had tried to "butch" himself up as
he got
older, but that was just a fading memory to him now, utterly
unimportant. All that mattered was SERVICE to hunky guys, and that
was what his new self had been MADE for!
When Justin had swallowed every last drop of Kullen's cum, Kullen
pulled him up by his rainbow straps to bring him into Mr.
Stallion's
office for his special "twink wedding" with Nic. Justin
followed
obediently behind, holding hands with Kullen like a little boy.
They entered the office together and the former teen idols now came
face-to-face, one now a total top, the other a submissive bottom.
Mr. Stallion looked forward to owning both new versions of the
transformed former boy-banders to play with, or, he considered, he
could use Nic to help to keep the rest of his harem of his boy toys
in line, and he could just use the newborn twink Justie as another
fuck toy. Could the rest of N'Sync and the Backstreet Boys be
far
behind? Mr. Stallion pinched his hairy nipples with his right hand
while he jerked off with his left hand, enjoying the scene that was
taking place before him and already thinking up new ideas…
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The newborn top Nic despised this litttle pansy Justin Timberlake and
he sneered at Mister Stallion, growling at him to "GET THIS LITTLE
COCKSUCKER OUT OF MY FACE!" and spat at Justie, shouting at him "YOUR
SOLO ALBUM OUTSOLD MINE YOU LITTLE PANSY! PAYBACK'S A BITCH,
AIN'T
IT?" The transformed bottom twink Justie started to cry and
pleaded
for the last time with Mr. Stallion for the continued existence of
his former life, as he tried to shrink away from his bullying thug
rival, utterly unable to fight back. But somehow, he found his
little penis getting even HARDER than before as Nic wrestled him to
the ground, Justie whimpering like a baby.
"Now boys, play NICE! I'm your MASTER, and I make the
decisions for
you both now! I already have. You both have to admit, you enjoy
being wrapped up together. You, Nic, pinning Justie to the floor,
and I can see that you, Justie, are liking this too!" Mr.
Stallion
said, laughing at them.
"YES MASTER!" they both said obediently, and they both
suddenly found
they WERE enjoying this, that this wrestling really was a lot of
FUN. Their bare dicks grew even harder, Nic's pressing hardly on
Justie's with almost unbelievable intensity. Nic pressed his
mouth
on Justin forcefully, almost more of a show of dominance than a
kiss. Justie, underneath him, raised his booted legs high up in the
air in ecstasy and kissed him back, feeling all the longing of any
one of his fans that had once had a crush on HIM.
"Ya want me to fuck you boy? You're spreading your ass
cheeks pretty
wide!" Nic said, sneering in Justie's sweet face. Justie
gazed up
sweetly at him and said "I think I'm in LOVE with YOU!
I'd do
ANYTHING for you, Nic!" He said this in his new, girlish voice,
and
kissed him tenderly. "I'm usually not that KIND of boy, but
YOU can
do whatever you want with me!"
Nic punched Justie in the stomach, more hard than he had ever hit
Paris Hilton, and spat in his face again. He proceeded to pound
Justie's virgin ass vigorously on the floor as Justie squealed
wildly
in a mixture of pain and joy. Both Kullen and Mr. Stallion were
jerking off watching it, enjoying every second, and all four of them
came at the same time.
When they were through, Mr. Stallion presented them both with gold
cock rings, sorts of wedding bands that they would each now wear for
the rest of their lives. "With this ring, I thee wed…"
Justie said
adoringly to Nic, who just smirked and shoved his own ring forcefully
on Justie's now hairless dick, making him wince with pain, but he
was
still smiling genuinely, and kissed his new lover tenderly.
Kullen was softly humming "Nice day for a twink wedding, nice day
to
START AGAIN!" as Mr. Stallion rubbed his newly expelled cum in
both
the boys faces, as Justie and Nick embraced, hugging each other in
ecstasy. Their old lives and problems were now forgotten. They were
in LOVE!
NEXT UP! THE PREMIERE OF GAY LACHEY ON HIS NEW YEAR'S SPECIAL
AND
HIS SPECIAL BACKUP BAND, THE BACKSIDE BOIS!
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