Tearing your eyes away from your own body, you look over at Jung, still in a state of
constant arousal. His gaze is upon your black-clad form, and his pumping fist makes his
reaction clear. You watch as his own form begins to bulge, with what appears to be both
muscle and fat. His swollen beergut is now topped by half pecs/half man-boobs, with a
ridiculously thick neck above. You watch as the blue latex on his arms bulges, starting at
the shoulders and moving toward the hands, leaving him with huge, unripped muscular
arms and large, pawlike hands. As your eyes travel down his arms back to his cock, you
see his legs undergoing a similar transformation, even as his cock swells thicker, requiring
him to use both hands simply to encircle it.
What stands before you now is a fireplug of a man beating at his meat, completely covered
in blue... no, dark blue.... you watch as his latex also darkens to black. As this
transformation completes, you hear a deep manly roar, nothing like the previously mid-
range voice of your asian companion. Long ropes of jet black cum shoot forth from his
cock, landing crosswise across your chest, and looping stretchily around your neck.
A sudden feeling of constriction around your neck is your first warning. Reaching up, you
feel the black latex cum shifting form, becoming a thick black latex collar, with large black
latex studs. A pseudopod of latex forms from a latex loop at the front, extending out into
what you can only assume is a leash. You reach up to try to remove the collar, only to find
that the ropes of latex across your muscular chest are forming a harness! Thick bracelets
are forming where your wrists have touched your collar, also with latex loops hanging
from them!
You look up at the latex-coated bear of a man standing in front of you, suddenly oblivious
to the restraints upon your person. You feel a change in your mind, like a cold wind
blowing through, as you realize that you are gazing upon your master, and that his every
word is a command to your soul.