"Well, what are you waiting for? Tell me what you want."
The same man from yesterday's dream bore his eyes into me. His gaze made me feel weird. Warm, lightheaded, and... What else?
Oh yeah, slutty.
"I wanna be fucked like a slut! My holes are so empty! Please, sir, fuck me!" I could hear myself cry out.
"No," he stated, overwhelming me with sadness. Was I not good enough for him? "I won't. But they will."
He motioned to his side and suddenly Taylor and Jacob shimmered into existence. Well, it was probably them. They looked different. You wouldn't be able to guess that either of them spent years honing their muscles at the gym anymore. At best, there was a light layer of muscle on them. They looked much twinkier now and, oddly enough, they looked much hotter.
Slowly, they approached me, and I felt myself instinctively drop to my hands and knees. I wanted them both so bad. I could feel my ass-- no, that word was too vulgar. I could feel my boypussy quiver in anticipation. My mouth watered as I saw their hard cocks approach. It finally dawned on me. I was going to get fucked like the slutty twink I was.
All the two of them adorned were massive grins on their face, and I knew I wasn't wearing anything, so I knew my sluttiest moment yet was soon to come. The anticipation was killing me as I saw their cocks approach.
"We don't have all day," the man said, and without warning Taylor and Jacob shoved their entire lengths into me. I nearly came in the spot. It felt like heaven. My vision blurred and I could hear myself moan out in pleasure.
"Feeling good boy?" the man asked. I didn't want to stop sucking off Taylor, so I simply moaned and nodded.
"Good. You look so hot like this. But there's one thing that's off," he explained. I was confused by his remark. This felt perfect. What could possibly be wrong? "There's way too much going on in those eyes of yours."
He then strutted up to me and placed a hand on my head. Suddenly, I felt a major change in my body. I couldn't tell what, I just knew something massive had changed within me. "You got too close to making your life boring again. Now, let's just say you're gonna have a lot more in common with Jakey here. But don't worry, he likes the change and you will, too. Right, Jakey?"
Jacob simply giggled, but I felt like I could understand him entirely.
"Alright, boy, get ready," the man ordered. I could feel that both Taylor and Jacob were close. I knew that once they came in me at the same time, I'd be a full on slut. I couldn't wait.
Taylor's cock began twitching in my mouth and Jacob's soon followed, causing me to shiver in excitement. I'm gonna be a slut!
Yes, yes, yes, YES--
I woke with a start, blowing my load straight down Taylor's throat. Along with the amazing feeling of cumming, I felt this weird sizzling in my head, and it felt just as great.
"Morning!" Taylor cheerfully greeted me with a wink, before cleaning off my cock. He then pulled his fingers out of my ass and licked them clean, too. "Hmm, why does your ass taste like strawberries?"
"You... look different," I noted. It was true. Taylor had changed a lot overnight. For starters, his hair had grown fuller and more vibrant. He had a bed head, but it looked cute on him. He was also a lot skinnier than yesterday, and he'd definitely gotten shorter, too. Overall, he looked hot. I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd seen him looking very similar to this not too long ago.
"I could say the same to you mister," he responded. Cautiously, I untangled myself from my roommate and walked over to our mirror.
What the fuck?!
For starters, saying that Taylor looked shorter was laughable now. I was probably at least three inches shorter than him. I had also gotten skinnier. Much skinnier. At least Taylor looked like he could be an athlete of a less intensive sport. If I told someone I had been working out for years, they'd be rolling on the floor laughing. At best, my arms and legs looked lightly muscled. My six pack that I spent years perfecting was no where to be found, and all that was left was a smooth torso. It was like I had shed off an entire layer of myself, and all that was left was a soft, new exterior.
The only exception, however, was my ass. I looked down to find that my butt cheeks were basically pillows and they looked even bigger now on my small frame. It was downright fuckable. Wait, no, why did I describe it like that?
None of that, however, was the worst part. The worst, most obvious change that had occurred was in my hair. It didn't matter what hair color I had before. It was clearly irrelevant now. I knew from the moment I saw my new style that it had to be natural. But, was that even possible? Then again, a lot of this seemed hard to believe.
"I'd ask if the carpet matched the drapes but there's clearly no carpet anymore to compare to," Taylor joked. Walking up to me, he began fondling my dick and rubbing the small of my back soothingly. "Don't worry, pink hair looks good on you. It'll be fine."
"Easy for you to say. You don't have a head full of it," I retorted. I fingered my new pink hair some more. It had gotten longer, too.
"Come on, you got lucky. It's clearly been styled into a fade, and you're probably never gonna have to go get a haircut again. So, relax, no one's going to complain," Taylor stated. I instantly felt myself relax, even though I knew I didn't want to. "At least, I'm totally not complaining. It looks so sexy."
"Ugh, fine. At least, we're hopefully getting out of here today. That way, not many people will see me with this," I explained.
"About that, I was thinking: what if we stayed another day?" Taylor asked.
"What? Why?" I replied.
"Well, we have no idea what's going on outside. For all we know, it's gotten worse. Plus, I'd miss the people here. I had a lot of fun with Jacob and Chase yesterday. You know you did, too," Taylor countered. I knew that I did, but my dramatic changes had startled me too much to feel okay. Plus, it was clear that Taylor had a dramatic change of heart since yesterday, and that scared me even more.
I was about to try to counter his point when I heard a knock at the door.
"Food's here!" A loud voice chirped. I could hear some giggling coming from outside right after. Something seemed off about it though.
"Wait, Taylor, don't!" I yelled, but it was too late. Without thinking, the redhead opened the door. There, two men stood, cocks out and proud, with smirks on their faces.
"Turns out the delivery service isn't coming, so we decided to share whatever protein we've got with the rest of the dorm," the man explained, slowly jacking himself off. "You want breakfast?"
My mouth watered.