Anticipating Abby’s arrival, Matt sat down in the center of his station, taking a towel to wipe off some of the sweat on his body. Ben, not knowing if he should expect someone, tried to do the same. Soon after, the first women began to walk in, causing all the men inside to slow and enter a dazed state. Both Matt and Ben waited as more women filtered in, for a woman to come take care of their respective needs. However, nobody came to see either of them. As they both sat there with nobody to focus on, they both began to take in random phrases they heard some of the women say to other men, causing them both to change in unexpected ways.
From a station further away, a pregnant woman was stroking his man’s dick, praising him. Matt heard her say “great daddy”, and he knew he was a daddy to someone. From a neighboring station, where a massive 10 foot tall behemoth of a man plowed his tiny 4’ girl, Matt heard her cry out “Sexy beast of a man!”, and he believed he was truly that. Lastly, Matt managed to hear a woman say “You’re such a helpful man, doing whatever it takes to please people.” and it was true. Matt may be a sexy daddy, but he’d do anything to help someone who needs it.
Meanwhile, Ben heard far different things from the women. First, from one station where the woman was trying to get the man to act submissive, Ben heard the phrase “cute boy”, and Ben immediately knew he was an immature boy. From another woman who was toying with her man, he heard her say “horny all the time” and his dick immediately stood at attention, and Ben began to crave sex, as a horny boy like him always did. Lastly, Ben heard someone say “Wait just a few more hours.” from a woman who decided to get pregnant and was trying to wait until her man made supercum. Ben knew that as much as he was a horny boy, he needed to wait a few more hours.
When the last woman finally left, all the men in the room were freed from their trances. Most of the men looked reinvigorated and some even began working out again immediately. Ben, however, immature as he was, began crying. Matt, who was looking to be a daddy, walked over. “What’s wrong sport?” “I wanna cum!” Ben shouted, pouting. Trying to help, Matt reached his hand under Ben’s loincloth and tried rubbing, but Ben stopped him. “No, Matt! I gotta wait!”
“Alright, we’ll wait. Let me know when you’re ready okay?” He pulled Ben into his chest for a hug, forcing Ben’s face between his hairy pecs, which calmed Ben down a bit. “Okay, thanks daddy.” Ben said childishly.
“I’m always here to help, kiddo.” Matt was, after all, Ben’s daddy.