It's Going to Happen to Him! 3 (hypno musc)
by petercbb
The plan I’d hatched was very simple. We get Noah to speak to Mike and tell him about the forced muscle process. He agrees to be put through it and then him and Noah can fall in love all over again – but this time, they’ll both be huge bodybuilders as they had both wanted. The only downside would be that the mind emptying/building process would also be applied to Mike and he’d then want to do the whoring thing for the firm. Whereas this wasn’t so bad as it would make Mike a lot of money, Noah felt that he would have to tell him about it before he went through he process. And, of course, this introduced a new level of uncertainty; Mike may have moral objections to being a muscle whore, even if it was for a very high-class organisation.
We agreed that when Noah first met Mike, Ronnie and me would be on hand, just in case anything went wrong. It would clearly be a big shock for Mike to see the lover he thought was dead turn up at his door. And not only that he had re-appeared, but that he was now 325lbs of solid muscle. It was quite possible that Mike may not even recognise him as the disposition of fat on his face had changed since he become so huge and his face was much tighter and more masculine than before.
So the day came for Noah to meet up with Mike. We had discussed whether this should take place at Mike’s place (or the place in which Mike and Noah had lived together) or somewhere in public, like a Starbucks. In the end we settled on the apartment as it seemed the best place to be able to control the situation if Mike freaked out when he saw Noah.
Ronnie and I sat in the car across the street from the building. The stairs and landings were on the outside so we could see Noah’s progress as he walked towards the door. It was weird thinking back to the night we had kidnapped him. Then he walked like any other guy. Now with his massive 36” thighs he had to walk with his feet about 2 feet apart in order to stop the thighs getting in the way of each other. It was the characteristic way that bodybuilders walk and no matter how often I saw it in others, and even the fact that I had to walk like that myself, it still made me horny just watching Noah as he approached the apartment.
I know it was a bit kitsch, but Noah had taken a bunch of red roses with him to give to Mike, even though at this stage Noah didn’t really feel anything for him. His mind had been wiped of all the emotional attachments he had before his processing.
The door opened and Mike looked at Noah, at first blankly, but soon his face changed and became more animated. His face began to smile and he launched himself at Noah and put his arms around him. Needless to say, his arms only just reached around Noah’s 60” chest. What was really interesting to watch was Noah’s response. There was no reciprocal hug from him. He handed the roses over as a sort of peace offering and followed Mike into the apartment.
Now Ronnie and I don’t know what went on between them in the apartment, but what we do know is that barely 15 minutes later, the door opened and Noah was being pushed out onto the landing with Mike shouting at him at the top of his voice. We only heard a little but it was along the lines of:
“You must be out of your fuckin’ mind if you think I’m going to let those guys do to me what they’ve done to you”.
Noah tried to respond, “but you’ll love it. I do. I have everything I always wanted. A great body, all the sex I want and plenty of money too. The only thing I don’t have is you”. It clearly wasn’t working and Noah realised it. He slowly walked down the landing of the building to the stairs and eventually got back to the car.
“Well that could have gone better”, he said. We asked him what the problem was and he explained to us what Mike had said. Basically it came down to moral qualms about, not only the life he would end up leading, but also how he would get to be so huge. He said he didn’t want to take short cuts and that he wanted to do it with his own effort.
“But, I thought you said you were both going to start taking gear?” I asked. “Well, may be I exaggerated, I was certainly going to start taking gear, but we hadn’t really discussed it fully. In fact, every time I spoke to Mike about it he wouldn’t hear of it and said the same kinds of things he’s saying now”.
This was ridiculous. I asked Noah, “just how big did Mike want to get by the way?” “Well, that was just the thing, he said he wanted to be huge, you know, Schwarzenegger size or even bigger like Jay Cutler or Branch Warren” he replied. I couldn’t believe this Mike guy, “and he didn’t realise that there was no way on this God’s earth that he would get to that size without taking steroids, growth hormone and all the other stuff that the pros take in order to get that big?”
“I know, I know. But there was just no reasoning with him. He won’t do it!” Ronnie and I sat quietly for a minute and then Ronnie said, almost under his breath, “if he has a choice!” I looked at Ronnie and then Noah. Noah returned my gaze and then looked at Ronnie. It seemed we were all agreed.
Of course, this couldn’t just be any kidnapping. Noah had told of how he had been caught and explained that was how all the guys were taken. This could mean that Mike was more alert to the fact that we might try and snatch him. As it turned out this wasn’t the case. Mike fell into our arms so easily it couldn’t have gone any better. We did him just as we had done Noah, outside the gym after a long workout. Of course, this time we hadn’t gone into the gym as seeing two huge bodybuilders that Mike didn’t know would almost certainly have tipped him off that something was going to happen. Instead we followed him from work to the gym and waited outside until he came out. Noah pointed out his car so we had parked nearby and when we saw him approach to unlock the car door we pounced. No one would have noticed as we had him out like and light and in our car within about 15 seconds.
Another One Gets Turned
Once we had Mike in the dungeon and strapped to the table, the three of us took a second to check with each other that we were okay doing this. From one perspective it was academic, as catching Mike and turning him to the muscular side was no different to what had been done to me, Noah and Ronnie. The difference, of course, was that in our cases we had not known our assailant, whereas Mike was Noah’s boyfriend from his previous life, even if he couldn’t feel any emotional attachment at the moment. It was really Noah’s call as it was his partner and he’d spoken to him before about the process and knew better than any of us what the score was.
In the end, Noah rationalised it by saying that we had gone too far to go back now and that we could all be in prison if we let him go and he went to the police. And so it was greed. Noah had the pleasure of putting the kit on Mike’s body. I looked at his naked form on the table and wondered how he would turn out. He was stockier than Noah had been before his processing, but he was white and didn’t have the muscle density that many black guys have. It would be interesting to see how he turned out. I was startled from my daydream as Noah said that everything was complete.
“OK”, I said, “let’s switch him on.” Before Noah flicked the switch he walked over the Mike, pushed the video screen to one side and kissed his forehead. He whispered in to his left ear “I’ll see you on the other side.” With that, he put the screen back in front of Mike’s eyes and switched the switch to ON. As we, all three, left the room, Mike’s body was periodically tensing and relaxing as the electro-stim pads were doing their job. And whether he liked it or not, his body was being filled with Deca, Sus, HGH and numerous other growth enhancing substances which were going to make him huge.
Noah was in charge of Mike’s processing, with a little help from Ronnie and me. He looked in on him every couple of hours and gave him nutrition through the nose pipe with the syringe and sometimes just sat next to the bench and held his hand. Despite the fact that we told Noah it was pointless, that Mike would be completely unaware of his presence, he still wanted to do it. And who could deny him? This was, after all, the love of his life before we had turned him into one of the most muscular men in the world. He was rightly concerned, but we felt it was also because he felt guilty about what he had conspired to do to Mike. He specifically knew this was against Mike’s wishes and I think he was concerned about how he would come out of it the other side. Not physically, that was clear. Mike would be close to 300lbs of muscle, may be more. It was more his personality and how he would react to Noah’s deceit. Would it screw up the possibility of their relationship forever?
After sixteen weeks of watching and concern, the day came to bring Mike around and let him see what he had become. From the look of him on the induction bench, he seemed perfect. But it was always difficult to tell until they were up and about to see how the proportions had worked out and whether they had the best genetics to hold that amount of muscle.
Because of the special circumstances of this transformation, all three of us were in the room to greet Mike from his slumber. As he got up and looked at us, he was clearly confused. He didn’t know who Ronnie and I were, so he immediately focused on Noah. As usual at this stage of the process looking at three massively built bodybuilders and being programmed to be attracted to them, he had a huge hard on.
What happened next surprised us all. He walked over to Noah, held him by the shoulders and kissed him gently on the lips. “So, you did it anyway?” he said. Noah was looking a bit defensive and replied “I know you said you didn’t want to do it this way, but you are as big, if not bigger, than you wanted to be and this was the only chance of us being together again.” Then, the biggest surprise of all. Mike hugged Noah and said, “thank you. I guess I turned you down before because I was scared of the whole thing and what had happened to you. I didn’t have the courage to go through with it, but now I have, I can see that this is what I wanted.”
Of course, now they were both huge bodybuilders, they could train together properly and do all the other things (like sex) where some kind of parity is required. But first they had to get to know each other again. Remember, they had both been through the muscle building process and whilst it built the body, it did exactly the opposite to the mind. It broke connections that were there before and made new ones. The relationships that you had before were dissolved and new ones were made. Noah had been through this process and had begun to become connected with Ronnie and I. Now Mike was in the same position and would have to get to know Noah again. Ronnie and I left them alone so they could start to rebuild their lives together.
Meanwhile, this changed everything for Ronnie and me. Now that Noah and Mike were back together again, we could continue as we had before. So to celebrate, we went through to our bedroom and in seconds we were both naked. I knew one thing that got Ronnie horned up in seconds. I started out with a front double biceps. I tensed my thighs and abs, pushed down on my lats so they expanded and crunched my biceps into the 24” cannons I knew them to be. My cock was pointing skyward and reached to just above my belly button.
Next was a front lat spread. I flared my back with my hands at my waist and simultaneously brought my pecs together so they formed into two huge mounds above my cobblestone 8 pack. I know Ronnie wouldn’t be able to hold out for too long, and sure enough, after the next pose which was a side bicep, he’d jumped me and pushed me on to the bed. His lips locked with mine and our cocks fought together between our washboard stomachs like pork swords. I swung round beneath him and engulfed his gorgeous cock and his hips started a slow motion that forced it deep into my throat. As I said, I have hardly any gag reflex so I was able to take it all with ease. Meanwhile, at the other end, Ronnie was busy with his tongue at my funky asshole. It felt amazing having his tongue at my back door and the sensation as it entered my sphincter sent me into orbit. Eventually, Ronnie changed places again and had me on all fours as he started to take me from behind. With one hand on my hip and the other holding my shoulder, he slowly pushed into me. My hole gave way pretty quickly and soon he was in to the hilt.
Whilst he started a gentle fucking motion, I put some spit on my hand and started to wank myself, so I could fully enjoy the experience. Once me and Ronnie got into this kind of position, we both knew we couldn’t last long. The size of both of our bodies had us so turned on that we could almost come from just watching each other. I could feel Ronnie was holding my massive left trapezius muscle, which joined my neck just below my ear, to gain more purchase for his fucking of my hole. And for me, as I put my hand back to hold the back of Ronnie’s legs to force him deeper into me, I could feel the individual muscles flexing in his hamstring as he pushed his cock ever harder into my man cunt.
After another fifteen minutes of so of vigorous sex, Ronnie unloaded into my ass. I quickly turned around and cleaned off his cock and then Ronnie did the decent thing and gave me a blow job to die for. He always said that I gave the best blow jobs because of my lack of gag reflex, but this one he gave me was pretty amazing. Within a few minutes my cock exploded and shot a massive load straight down the back of Ronnie’s throat and into his stomach.
Three Months Later
It was good to see how Noah and Mike re-built their relationship. We watched them in the gym train together and they did so with an intensity that I had rarely seen before. They truly were gym junkies. And whereas neither Ronnie nor me had been real gym rats before our transformations, we had been fairly fit and enjoyed training after our muscle building processing. These two followed a really tight regime of diet, rest and training. And with the drugs we gave them they both put on another 25lbs of pure muscle each. This took Noah to 350lbs and Mike to somewhere around 320lbs. Both of them were deluged by requests from clients of the firm. They were ‘fresh meat’ and so heavily in demand. Added to that was the fact that they must have had some of the most spectacular physiques of the firm’s men.
They moved out of our place and into somewhere more to their liking. It was in the hip, arty part of town with large warehouse conversions. This gave them the space to incorporate a gym in one area of the huge 10,000 sq ft space they bought. The pay from the firm was pretty good and it allowed all of their collection of bodybuilders to earn a good living.
We still keep in touch and when the fancy takes us we have epic sex sessions together. Me and Mike are the bottoms and we alternate the other two topping us. It really is a treat for me, as even though Ronnie is an expert top, Noah’s cock is huge and he really knows how to use it. After a fucking by him, I can barely walk for the next couple of days.
And that was the story of how I was transformed from a straight guy about to marry his girlfriend into a 300lb bodybuilder fucking men for a living. It seems strange to think about my previous life now with all that has happened to me, but I am happy and I have some great friends in Ronnie, Noah and Mike. So life is good and we all get along great. I was thinking these thoughts as I drifted off to sleep one evening when the phone rang. The voice at the other end of the line said, “this is the firm, and there’s something we want you to do for us…”
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