Harrison would periodically massage Ben's dick giving Ben an
incredibly intense orgasm.
As the days passed Harrison had Ben's nipples pierced and rings
inserted that were the size of Harrison's little finger. Ben thought
they must have come from a door knocker.
Harrison tattooed Ben with all sorts of image trying to cover almost
every square inch of Ben's body. Harrison wasn't a professional tattoo
artist so his images looked more like prison tattoos.
Harrison pierced Ben's nose with a ring that was as big if not bigger
than the ones in his nipples. And a ring was put in Ben's dick that
felt like a 10 pound weight.
Why are you doing this to me Ben would plead with Harrison?
I like you this way.
But I don't.
That is ok I will take care of you I love you.
Ben was taken aback. You love me?
I do. I always have.
But I am not gay.
That is ok. I am gay enough for the both of us.
Ben started to cry. Again. I don't want this please, oh please. Ben
would plead to god to change him back.
Ben couldn't move he couldn't even clean himself when he went to the
bathroom nor could he feed himself and Harrison took care of all these
things for Ben.
Harrison had a rig made from the ceiling that he could lift Ben's legs
in order to clean him up. And while there he played with Ben's muscled
asshole and his tiny dick. Pushing various things in to loosen up
Harrison's hole. Eventually Harrison could get his arm all the way in
up to the shoulder. Ben could clamp down on it if he wanted but then
that would keep Harrison's arm up his ass longer. He tried to clamp
down on his ass to keep the toys from going in but Harrison kept
prodding until they went in and he would keep them in for hours
loosening up Ben permanently.
As Harrison fed Ben and Ben had no physical activity Ben quickly went
from muscled to chub. Still immobile but quickly softening up. And he
was a ravenous eater.
Harrison enjoyed all the changes he was putting Ben through.