Summer is just on the horizon and Bubble Boys are coming out in droves… I haven’t looked into it too much, so I don’t really know how infected people change, and if I’m being honest, I’m a little afraid that I will be infected.
One of my friends is getting married soon, so we took it upon ourselves to plan a bachelor party for him. We wanted to celebrate the fact that he was finally getting hitched — to be honest, we were really starting to doubt he ever would — as well as have one last blow-out together as bachelors.
We found this resort. It was out in the middle of nowhere, but it billed itself as “the Last Paradise of Single Men,” and we thought that there would be no better place to go for his bachelor’s party. The airfare was surprisingly cheap, and the per-night rate of the hotel was pretty much a steal. We were all more than happy to go on a party that wouldn’t break our banks.
When we got to the resort, we realized that they hadn’t lied on their webpage. There wasn’t a single woman in sight. Everyone, from the guests that were lounging around in the lobby, to the staff that were assisting new visitors, was male. And every single one looked like a veritable god, wearing tight t-shirts and speedos that showed off their enviable endowments.
Maybe that should have been a warning. A red flag that something wasn’t right here. But we were high on the idea of a great vacation and we checked in without a worry on our minds. Now, I’m not so sure. My friends, they’ve changed, and I’m afraid that I’m next.
Hey, I’ve recently started at a new job. Personal assistant… But you gotta do what you gotta do in this economy.
I have to work in the boss’s office and he has a bit of an issue with control. He’s the one that sets my schedule, the hours that I work, when, how many, and how long my breaks are… At first I thought it was really freaky, but I think I’m starting to appreciate it. I like the structure. The discipline… It’s actually helped me start going to the gym again…
But a small part of me wants him to take even more control… I want him to tell me what to do and how to do it… How to dress… It’s weird… But I want him to tell me what to think, now, too…
I was drinking alone at a bar one night. I must have looked miserable because the bartender handed me a cocktail and told me it was free. But I passed out soon after drinking it.
When I woke up, I was tied up backstage. My entire body had been shaved smooth. They forced me to put on this costume with special pants and made me dance on stage. I couldn’t disobey their orders, but even worse, I couldn’t remember who I was.
My roommate recently came back from a vacation to some island. He’s been a bit strange, although he looks a lot better than he used to.
The problem is, soon after he got home, he turned on the A/C, took off his clothes, and laid in bed. After that, it was almost like he couldn’t stand clothes. Stranger still, some of the other people in the building started doing the same thing. None of them leave, except to buy groceries when necessary. At all other times, they’re just in their rooms, naked in bed.
Ah… It’s so hot… I have to take off my clothes. I… I want chicken.
Some neighbors came by the other day to invite me to a pool party. They owned a greenhouse pool, apparently. I wore my some shorts to their house but at the party, what I found was strong men in sexy trunks standing at three of the corners of the pool.
They asked me to join them and gave me a pair of those skimpy trunks. The neighbors said I should wear them, so I tried them on. After getting home, clothes have been a bit of a pain so I’ve been spending the days naked at home, staring in the mirror and imagining myself as a pool boy.
The neighbors have just come by again. They are wearing their trunks. They’re asking me if I’m ready to be their permanent poolboy.
I haven’t seen the Bubble Boy Virus for a long time. Has the virus disappeared? Or is it about to break out again? I’m hoping I won’t be infected…
I purchased a penile-enlargement drug on the internet… The side-effects have been surprising. After taking it for a week, my cock really did get bigger, but weird things started happening to me and around me…
I started fantasizing about men. I bought a thong and started wearing it. Some nights I wake up to find myself lying naked on the bed and there always seems to be some people wandering outside my door.
Nowadays I spend my time playing with myself and fantasizing about my getting fucked in the ass… It’s getting hard to concentrate on work. Can you tell me what’s happening to me?