True Pups: Chapters 7, 8, and 9
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True Pups: Chapters 7, 8, and 9
The erotic transformation adventures continue, as Phillip, Greg, and Victor penetrate deeper in the magic lair where men’s bodies and minds are continually altered. They’re closer than ever to escape, but first they must endure a shrinking spell that reduces them to tiny little men surrounded by feet; then there’s the room full of men who are turned into cocks, reduced to disembodied dildos; and then they face their greatest challenge of all as they are turned into statues, balloons, and submissive pups.
This is a 10,000-word story that picks up from the first two books in the True Pups series. It features pup transformations, inanimate spells, shrinking and growth, feet, cock transformation, men turned into marble statues and inflated like rubber balloons, a satyr, a fat pig TF, a slutty submissive kitty-boi, and lots and lots of explicit M/M sex scenes.
Individuals pictured are models and are used for illustrative purposes only.
Here’s an excerpt:
“Hello, pet,” said the Pux, walking toward Paul with a sinister smile. “It’s good to see you again. You’ve aged well.” He raised his hands, and Paul’s clothing dissolved into whips of smoke, blowing from his body to reveal a muscular physique.
“I’ve learned some new tricks since last time,” Paul said, raising me. The Pux’s clothes dissolved into smoke too, leaving the two men to face each other nude, surrounded by the mythological creatures that populated the bar. The entire place had fallen silent.
“Not bad,” said the Pux, running a hand down Paul’s strong chest, over his abs, and down to his cock. He gripped Paul’s dick in his hand. “This is going to belong to me now.”
Paul put his hand on the Pux’s chest, twisting his nipple. The Pux gasped in surprise. “You won’t find me so easy this time,” Paul said. “I’m here for Victor.”
“Who? Oh, your little friend? I’ll put you both in a room together. Or a drawer. Maybe squish you down into matching socks.” He pumped Paul’s cock a few times, letting it harden in his hand. The Pux was trying to look nonchalant, but sweat was beading on his forehead.
Paul gave the Pux another nipple twist. “I came with no secrets,” he said. “You can’t do shit to me.”
“I can get you hard,” the Pux said, releasing Paul’s hard dick to let it bounce between them. He looked over at the man who’d accompanied Paul through the door. “And look, you returned my property.”
“I didn’t mean to get left behind,” the man whimpered. “I’m sorry, sir.”
“Do I have you to thank for bringing Paul back to me?” the Pux said.
“I didn’t know what else to do,” the man cringed. “Please. I didn’t mean to cause trouble — erp!” His body suddenly stiffened, freezing in place with his limbs held rigidly out to the sides. The Pux took a step toward him, ignoring Paul for the moment. The man was wearing a tank top and sweatpants, and the Pux pulled the tank top up over his head to reveal his body.
“I missed you, little toy,” he said. “I’m glad to have you back to play with.”
With the man’s tank top removed, it was apparent that his body was unusually smooth — no body hair, no nipples, no belly button. Just smooth skin.
“What are you going to do to me,” the man trembled.
“Nothing much, little toy,” said the Pux. “Just relax.” He lowered the man’s pants to the ground, revealing perfectly smooth cock and balls. The Pux reached down to rub the man’s dick and he sighed with pleasure, still unable to move.
“Oh look, you’re leaking,” said the Pux, lifting his hand up to show that it was slick with pre-come. He placed his fingers in the man’s mouth, pushing apart his lips to swirl the fingers around in the man’s saliva. “You know what you need,” the Pux went on, “is a rubber.”
He removed his fingers and lowered them back down to the man’s dick, rubbing it once more and then stepping back. The cock was now coated in red latex rubber, tight and shiny.
“Oh God,” the man gasped, looking down at himself. “What am I gonna be?”