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Fire in my Loins
by Doug Kent
Tales from "The Grapple" - Fire in my loinsI knew it was a strange shout, you get the feeling about hoax calls, you can smell them, but you still have to go.
We got to the reported site and we checked it out. I walked around the building and into some of the small sheds at the rear. Nothing, using my walkie-talkie, I said I would search the other out-buildings, as I was doing it there was another shout and I was left to finish off the search and report back to the station.
The last shed I checked was occupied, a guy was sitting there, surfing the net on his computer???? Hey, I told you it was strange, didn't I?
As I approached he looked up, a well built black guy, about 30, well dressed, nicely, but quietly spoken, 6 foot tall, "Hi", he said,” Can I help you"
I explained what I was doing there; he told me that nothing had happened while he was there.
He moved his monitor slightly and my eye caught what he was looking at on screen, just a whirling pattern of shapes, he noticed and explained it was a relaxation system he was perfecting; he had hired this shed, because it was out-of-the-way and he liked the peace and quiet.
I found that I couldn't take my eyes off the screen; he said that that was usual when I mentioned it and that I should just go with the flow.
He started talking to me, but it didn't register I just kept looking at the screen, eventually I managed to pull my eyes away and said that I had to report back to the station.
"Okay", he said, "see you later, buddy".
I thought about that as I walked back to the station, had I arranged to meet him again?, I didn't think so, though I found I knew his name and I remembered his address, though I couldn't remember his mentioning it. It bugged the hell out of me for the rest of the shift, so I thought 'what the hell’; I might as well check it out.
His house wasn't that far away, so I walked there to stretch my legs, I rang the bell and he must have been waiting by the door as he answered it right away. "Come in, strip and sit down" he said. Did I hear that right, he told me to strip?? I found myself stripping, I couldn't stop, and I sat down, looked up at him and started to speak. "Silence, you will only speak when I tell you to", he ordered. I found it impossible to speak. He left the room and I found myself sitting quietly, unable to do anything, except sit silently.
After about 15 minutes, he returned and set up a computer in front of me, and set the same swirling pattern that I had seen earlier, I could do nothing but sit and watch, I felt my eyes becoming riveted to it and as I watched part of my mind could hear him talking to me though I had no idea what was being said. I have no idea how long this went on for, I remember that I felt good, I felt warm and relaxed and even glad he had done this. From time to time images popped in and out of my head, I saw myself shaving my head, I had never done that before but it seemed a good idea, I knew that when I woke, I wanted to do that. Other things appeared in my mind, I was getting excited that I would be able to wear the clothing that would suit me, the type of clothing that had never really appealed to me before. I WANTED to dress in tight black rubber, whenever I wasn't at work, this was something I had never thought of before, but I could feel that it really appealed to me, I knew that now I wanted to do it. I was able to see myself in my minds eye wearing really sexy, really tight black rubber, looking almost slutty and the idea really turned me on. I knew that I wanted and had always wanted to have a shaved head and longed to get my head tattooed to compliment the shaving. The thought of going to work in my firefighter gear wearing tight latex underwear including socks underneath was really making me hot. The thought of having my eyebrows, ears and nipples pierced, wearing heavy jewellery in the piercing and having lots of large tattoos over my body, all these things took shape in my mind and they appealed to me so much. The more I thought about it the more I knew that it was true that I wanted to be and was a rubber whore. I somehow knew that I had wanted that all my life but until now had never had the courage to even think about it. I had lived my life as a straight man but I now knew that this was false, I was, am and had always been gay. I also had the desire to smoke thick black cigars, although up till then I had never even smoked a cigarette.
Slowly those images faded, although I knew that I would be a shaven headed, tattooed, pierced, cigar smoking rubber fetishist for the rest of my life, other images started to form, pictures of hot muscled black guys, heavily hung guys, I could see those huge cocks and the thick and wiry pubic hair, beckoning me, I knew what I wanted, I wanted to suck those huge, heavily veined cocks, I wanted to get those cocks hard and throbbing and lubricated with my spit so I could be fucked long and hard by them. I knew that I had never previously been attracted to men, but I knew now that I would be and wanted to be, I wanted big hairy, well hung men to fuck me to treat me like the whore I was, the whore I had always wanted to be.
Duke, that was this guys name, woke me up, he handed me a cigar, which I immediately lit, my latex vest and assless shorts and took me through to the bedroom, I immediately got down on my knees and started blowing that wonderful hard cock, it was the first time I had ever sucked a cock, though I was able to take it down my throat like the cheap whore I knew I wanted to become. I also knew that more than anything I wanted that massive shlong inside me and I knew I wanted it to be the first of many.
He fucked me, that sounds so cold and clinical, but that is what he did, it was the most sensual, sexual, wonderful, life-changing experienced I have ever had, I knew from that moment I was his, he was my Master, and that that was what I wanted most.
Eventually, after Master Duke was satisfied and satiated, he allowed me to dress in my rubber underwear, a pair of washed out denim jeans and a leather biker jacket.
Later that evening after Master Duke had fucked me another two times, he took me out to "The Grapple", which is a gay, SM club in the town, where I live. He introduced me to his friends as his new rubber slave, when he called me that I felt really turned on, he then offered me to them for their use for the evening. I was paraded around the club in my beautiful new rubber vest and assless pants, the members felt me up and one by one took me to the dark room to fuck me and have me blow them. All too soon it was over and Master Duke took me back to his place again, he and took me into to the lounge and sat me in front of the computer again.
This time the images that formed in my mind as Master Duke spoke to me were different, I knew how wonderful it was to be my Masters whore and I now wanted my colleagues to experience the same joy. When I go back to the station I am to invite the hottest guys, one at a time, back to my house and to show them this computer program and introduce them to Master Duke.
Master tells me that eventually he wants the entire shift and possibly the entire station to be "Gays Only" Master tells me that if I bring a really sexy guy back with me, he will get me more and tighter rubber gear and get my ears multiplely pierced
So much has happened since I became Master Duke's shaven headed, tattooed, pierced, cigar smoking rubber fetishist, at work I am Rob, the butch, macho firefighter, the rest of the time I am cigarboi, a whore to all of Master Duke's friends.
, to see a new relaxation CD I have been using, was Rafe. I decided to take Raphael with me, as he is a really sexy Puerto Rican, who since I have become gay, I have drooled over from afar. He thinks that he is about to watch the relaxation cd, but in a few hours he will be just like me, a cock hungry gay guy, Master has given me a audio tape to play when his eyes become glued to the computer screen, I have given Master the keys to my house, because he tells me that I will be affected by the tape which will tell both me and Rafe that we are cock-sucking whores who love and need cock inside us. The tape will play continuously until Master Duke comes to switch it off, then he will let me suck his cock while he further programs Rafe with a different fetish from mine.
When Master woke me, Rafe was sucking Master off, Rafe is becoming a gym bunny, but he is becoming a whore, a boy toy, and really dumb, Master has made his accent thicker than it was before, Master let Rafe and I watch some porno movies, of Latin men and as we watched Rafe's accent became thicker and thicker until he sounded exactly like them. He took on their mannerisms too, and he looks so sexy and he wiggles his ass while he walks, he has quite a distinct lisp which is so sexy with that accent and he now holds his body in a very effeminate manner. And to think just a few hours ago he was the station stallion. I really don't fancy him anymore, but I can appreciate how sexy he is, but I can only get aroused by real men now and Rafe is now a complete sissy boy toy. I have just watched him suck and be fucked by my Master and Rafe certainly showed what he now is, a raving faggot just like me.
I have watched as 27 other members of the station have become something else, some of them, mainly just the married guys, have become girls, and their wives have become sluts. The single guys have become very gay though. Watching the rest of the guys changing is such a turn on, some of them become very submissive, some dominant, others are masochist, some sadist, a couple are like me, turned on by leather or rubber or cigars. All of them are completely under Master's hypnotic control.
Master says that eventually our station will have every gay fetish under the sun and all under one roof. We all go to "The Grapple" most nights and the members there use us all, the dominant of us find subs and the submissive amongst us find doms. Master is starting to pair us off; I am to be the toy of the Head Fire Officer, who is now a very Dominant shemale, very much into leather. Master Duke is changing me slightly so that I now fancy men dressed as women, I will become more submissive and enjoy being whipped as Gloria has been made into a sadist and well as a shemale. I am so glad I am to be her toy as she is hung nearly as well as Master, and Master says that eventually she will be surgically altered until she is monstrously hung. And people will pay to watch her plunge her soon to be massive meat into me. I am being stretched for that already and when not in use by Master and his friends I wear massive dildos, I can get a beer can into me easily now and Master loves to fist fuck me and fuck me with bottles. I can just about take a champagne bottle and before long should be able to take a champagne magnum.
It is so strange to see some of the pairings that Master has made, 2 guys that were more or less enemies are now lovers, some who were very butch and dominant are now passive, submissive masochist slaves and some of the dominant sadists were once shy and retiring.
"College", well that’s what we called him, was a 'preppy' looking guy, thick wavy brown-gold hair, well built but not over muscled, a wow with the ladies, quiet, intelligent, spent all his spare time, reading and studying, well that was before I introduced him to Master's relaxation CD. He was one of the earlier changes Master made. Today Master Coll, as we now call him, weight-trains during any spare time that he has on shift, spends the off-duty time fucking his slave stuart, who was our shift commander and is now Master Coll's total slave, out of work hours, of course. Stuart is still the watch commander during work time, though he does wear his slave collar 24/7. Master Coll now has a shaved head, and is rapidly acquiring a full bodysuit of tattoos and is now never seen without a thick black stogie smoking between his lips. The watch commander, or slave stuart as he is now, spends all his time naked when not at work, his ass is free to anyone that wants it and all the more dominant of Masters transformees use it, he is marked with Master Coll's brand, his nipples are pierced now and the holes are being stretched all the time, at the moment the rings are approximately 1/2 inch thick, he has a PA piercing about the same thickness in which he wears a padlock full time. He has become totally addicted to cum, and needs to drink cum every few hours or so, otherwise he gets sick, he is also addicted to piss and needs to drink that regularly. While only some of us are allowed or indeed able to cum, all of us are able to piss and we either piss directly into his mouth or in the case of the girls, they piss into a glass for him to drink later, as girls are not allowed to piss standing up, they have to piss as girls should, sitting down.
Tomorrow I am to bring a married guy with me and he will become a transvestite, Master had Rafe and I describe the guys on our shift and he has decided from our descriptions that we should bring Loaf with us. Master says he will be Olive instead of Loaf and we are going to be allowed to watch.
We were allowed to watch Olaf as he became Olive. This is how she described her change to us later,
"Images started to pass through my mind, first of me shaving my body, wearing lipstick, having my ears pierced and wearing large gold hoops, of frilly underwear, of me having huge tits, all of this became like second nature to me, it was as if this was what I had always wanted. Next, images of wonderfully built guys, picture of massive cocks, formed in my mind, thoughts of men fucking me continuously, of being a whore for men and I also knew that I wanted my wife to become a whore for Masters friends and wanted to change her straight away. I was home in plenty of time for my wife’s return, I had spent an hour being used by Master and two of his friends and then Master had me dress in my work clothes on top of my bra and panties and go home ready for my wife's return. She came in at 1230 and I was surprised at how much she had changed, time was when I would have stripped her and had sex on the doormat, but now I find her very unattractive. I forced myself to kiss her and told her about the great relaxation cd I had been given. I had already set it up on the computer so before she even had time to put me off; I switched it on and let her see it. Her eyes glazed almost immediately, so I sat her down still dressed in her outdoor clothes and let her watch it. I set up the audio cassette player, switched it on, stripped down to my bra and panties, put on my wig and my make up and sat down next to her to watch the cd. Similar images to the last time started to appear in my mind and presumably in hers. It seemed only minutes before Master came and woke me up but he told me later that I had been watching the cd and listening to the tape for over 8 hours. He told me that my wife was now completely hypnotized and that I was allowed to suck his cock while he transformed my wife into his personal slut and that after that I could watch him fuck her pregnant. I fell to my knees, knowing that I would be allowed to suck on my Masters mighty cock and to make it nice and moist before it ploughed my wife's cunt. He told my wife that she was his cock crazy whore, that she was only sexually happy when she was being fucked or ass fucked by or sucking men and preferred all three at once. He told her that I was her husband and would provide for her but that I was a sissy cock sucking cross dressing whore for men just like she is. He also told her that part of her tasks now were to make sure that whenever I was dressed as the whore I was, that my clothing and makeup was right, that my hair, which I am to grow, was bleached and permed to make me look more like the slut I am. Master wakened my wife up and she immediately started playing with Masters massive cock and begging him to fuck her, and she was still in her outdoor clothes. I was standing by her and she saw me dressed in my now normal for me clothes and she didn’t say anything but leaned over straightened my wig and cleaned up where I had smudged my lipstick while sucking Masters cock. Master took me and my wife to the bedroom and while she stripped and lay on the bed Master pushed a massive dildo up my ass and told me to fuck myself with it while he fucked my wife. Of course I did, I managed to keep in rhythm with Master while he ploughed my wife with that amazing cock and I could almost imagine the dildo was my Master fucking me. My wife cried out in pain as he entered her, but within a minute or two she was begging him to ride her harder and deeper and when he blew his seed into her she screamed with delight, and continued to beg that he fuck her again. It feels so good that now both my wife and I will be able to give pleasure to our Master. "
Gloria, my shemale Mistress, or George as she is when she is our Head Fire Officer, has had her cock enlarged by means of vacuum pumps and collagen injections, so much so that I can no longer suck her cock as easily as I used to. It is truly fantastic to lick and tease such a massive cock and the feel of it in my ass-pussy is indescribable. And the fact that people will be watching as Gloria rides me is such a turn on, Master has made Gloria insatiable so I am in constant use, I have been made into a nymphomaniac, so more is better to me.
Three of Masters transformees, He discovered were already gay, and two of them shared a similar fetish, Jeff T was a dog trainer and Jeff A wanted to be a dog, so Master placed them together, it is handy because now we only have one Jeff, the other has been renamed Rover. Rover has had his abilities to talk and to stand on two feet removed(except in exceptional circumstances), he eats only from a bowl and we feed him scraps from the table when on shift and he sleeps below the table and we pet him, he really is a sweet wee dog and loves having his head scratched. Jeff takes rover everywhere he can, when he can't be shown, rover stays in Jeff's car trunk, at work rover is of course naked except for his collar and he has a dildo in the form of a tail.
The third already gay transformee was Dan, who liked transvestites so he has been partnered with Olive.
Now that the majority of the station and our entire shift are transformed, we can be ourselves. We transformees are no longer affected by the relaxation cd, but we make sure that it is always running on a computer in the offices here, so that anyone who comes in can join us. Master has left a audio tape that we play to anyone affected , which includes instructions for them to go to his house, where he either changes them or makes them forget that they have seen us as we now are. The office staff here have been changed to accept us in our new form, Pam and Mercie, the female office staff, have been changed slightly, several of us were chasing them before we became gay, now they have become a lesbian couple, and occasionally Master has them give a lesbian display for His friends, they are also very helpful to the girls and often go shopping with them for new outfits.
We heard today that Olives wife is pregnant, Master was so delighted that as well has having hormone injections Olive will be altered so that she lactates, she is going to have to honor of being allowed to feed His baby along with her wife. Before she is able to lactate, she will have her testicles removed as they would otherwise affect the milk production and of course she wants her Masters babies well fed. When she has had her balls removed she will have to give up her work, but Gloria will keep her on the payroll so she will continue to receive her pay as by then she will have been turned into a wet nurse for Master's babies. Master is going to have her testicles bronzed and made into a pair of earrings for her.
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* Fire in my Loins
04:20 on 2005-08-14
great story----awesome job!!
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* Fire in my Loins
07:32 on 2007-05-14 by LeatherBiker040
Trying to give positive critics: Nice story, but not really good. There are too many persons in a too short story. None of the characters is made explicit enough to be more than just a description of a sexual act. It would be better if only the transformation of one person was described in much more detail: what did the person think of it? Was he horrified? shocked? or did he like what happened? Maybe he didn't even notice?
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* Fire in my Loins
13:17 on 2007-06-07 by LeatherBiker040
Tip for your next story: In this one there are too many characters in a very short story. Totally no difference between the characters, no development of them. So why bring in all these characters.
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