Hello. You are a representative of Hierarch Industries, yes? I have enjoyed your pup training services in the past but I find myself needing more of a guard dog. I have an Omega, but he’s not fit to keep my home secure from other Alphas.
I was walking in a forest by my home, and I found this stone. It had an engraving on it that I couldn’t read. The only recognizable word was F_Y. As I rubbed the intricate markings, it glowed like fire. It stopped and I felt weird. That was a week ago, I’ve been changing since. I’m now suave and confident, my body’s changed, and I’m popular. Only issue is something keeps repeating in my head. Just all day “Yellow Fairy. Orange Fairy.” I heard you knew some stuff and wanted to ask for your help.
So, today is my twentieth birthday and so far it has gone pretty well… As a hipster, I’ve always wanted to grow a beard, but I’ve never been able so I was wondering if you could help me out and give me a little birthday gift of change.
As it’s a present, I’ll let you decide to make it more of a surprise, but just know that I’ve always wanted to be ginger or blonde, and be pretty dang hairy. Thanks for your help.
Hi, I was wondering if I could have some help from the Pink Fairy. Recently my hole has been feeling too tight making sex a bit painful, any way you could help loosen me up a bit?
This twink‘s been following me around, though I don‘t know why. I asked him what his deal was and he referred to Hierarch Industries. Can you help?
My boss is someone that is cocky and arrogant when he was, in fact, just put in his position by his father, the owner of the entire franchise.
Not that I hate him for that, but all the girls get special treatment as long as they show some boobs or tease him and he looks down on the rest of us men at work. I would like him to be turned into a gay power top, but a very short bodybuilder.
It will be funny and hot to see the dynamic at work with him from that point of view.
I’ve stumbled upon your page by accident, but your stories have intrigued me… If I may, and if you’ve any interest in writing such a thought: a collared pup coming to heel at the foot of his military master, cock nestled snug behind the confines of a cage as he’s trained to cum like a proper bitch in heat?
So… There’s a guy who owns a ranch about a mile away. He’s in his mid-20’s and we live in a very remote area so there are only a couple of options for groceries. The other day he asked me if I would like to “join him,” whatever that means. What do I do?
At first I thought my new physical trainer roommate was one of those quirky environmentalist health freaks. Shortly after he moved in, he threw out half my food and started meal prepping for the two of us. I did need to improve my diet, and it did save me money on eating out everyday at work so I went along with it.
A little later, he somehow got my gym membership cancelled, and signed us up for a dual membership at this specialist gym that has two sets of equipment at each station. We are able to workout at the same time, while allowing him to keep an eye on my form during the workout. It was cheaper than my old membership, and I wasn’t going as frequently as I should have, so I didn’t complain.
It wasn’t long after that, I came home to find him walking around the apartment naked. He claimed it saved water by reducing the amount of laundry. He got me to take my shirt off, and it was more comfortable. Now I can’t imagine not stripping down to my boxers first thing when I get home. I’m still too modest to go full buck, but recently he suggested I switch to a jock strap as it uses less fabric.
A couple weeks after that, I was shocked when he jumped in with me during my morning shower. Not only did he bring up conserving water again, but also cited it would easier for us to scrub each others backs and it was no different than showering together at the gym. His firm strokes felt more like a massage, and I was flattered when he praised my fitness progress so it quickly became the norm of our morning routine to shower together. He genuinely seemed to be concerned with my well being when he demonstrated how to do a monthly testicle self exam during one of our showers.
At this point I was thinking I had been too cynical and misjudged him when he first moved in. He really is so conscientious and really knows how to be efficient. So when he suggested we could get more bang for our rent money if we shared a bed in his bedroom, I trusted him and didn’t immediately balk. It makes so much sense that an office/webcam studio would be a much better use of the space. We’ll be making the transition Friday after work.
You seem to know about this stuff… There is this new drug running around and everybody says it’s the best they’ve had. They say it doesn’t have any side effects, but you know, I don’t believe that…
My cooked friends have left all past addictions, but they act a little… sect-like. Fuck that! I’m not staying behind. I don’t know what it will be, but I’m in.