As Mark slept on he found a dark side to himself. One he had never
wanted to admit and would tell himself that it was just strange
thoughts floating around from things he had seen on the internet, in
magazines or heard from other people. But now those ideas were
beginning to emerge in his subconscious mind.
As he stared into the mirror he found his arms going up in the air to
show off his body. As they got full extension they were in some
leather and fur lined shackles. Hand cuffs would be to fragile for his
new bulk. He saw that there was a massive chain going to the ceiling
and a large pulley that fed the chain through. It seemed to pull and
pull until he was on his tip toes his thighs straining and bulging to
keep himself from dangling like a rag doll.
He saw a form emerge from the darkness at his back and as he got
closer he tried to make out the image but it was always so very hazy.
His arms came up behind Mark and started to rub him down from top to
bottom in a very erotic fashion. Focusing on the folds in his muscles
the over stretched upper ams the dangling calves and abs. Touching
briefly on his nipples, ass and cock wanting to intensify Mark's sense
of touch and arousing him sexually.
As the man came around to his Mark's front he tried to get a glimpse
of his face but there was nothing that he was able to recognize. His
tongue licked Mark up and down and his hands caressed his new body but
the high he was feeling in this dream was such that his thoughts were
not as focused as they should be. When he moved from Mark and backed
up toward the mirror the man was in darkness as he cranked down the
chain lowering Mark onto a stool that seemed to give as he was lowered
further and further. A hole in the middle of the stool pressed down as
though there was some sort of spring to keep the stool pressed to
Mark's ass. And then he felt something pushing at his asshole. He had
never had anything pushing through his hole in that direction and it
was a new exciting experience to him. When the man had lowered Mark so
that there must have been a foot of this rod lodged into his hole he
noticed several chains going from a belt around his waist holding him
in place.
Mark was in ecstasy. His man meat was standing at attention and the
man led a dog up to him and let it lick his dick pushing him over the
edge. Again and again until the sweat poured down his face over his
chest and dripping from his nipples like a gentle shower. That was
when he saw or thought he saw a butterfly tattoo on the man's left
butt cheek as he walked back to the pulley chain to reposition Mark
for his next experience. Marks body was dragged over a table his hips
and legs still chained down and the stool went with him the rod still
lodged in his ass. His arms were secured to the opposite end and the
man brought in something that sounded like it had hoofs there was some
sort of clicking sound coming into the room.
With a noticeable plop the rod came from Marks ass and was soon
replaced by another rod. As Mark looked in the mirror he saw that
there was something furry on his back. It wasn't a horse but it was
quite large in several ways and it was buried deeper than the rod had
been and if he hadn't been opened by that rod he would have been torn
open wide. As it thrust and thrust Mark's dream mind was washing away.
As the creature came inside of Mark He woke to find his nice big body
as he was in the dream. His asshole even seemed to be dripping as if
it had been used by a beast. But who was that man?
It wasn't until he went to the gym a few days later he saw in the
shower a man, not big not tiny, an average man that gave him a shiver.
He watched him for his full workout. Even asking some of the others
who he was and what he did. When he moved from one machine to another
Mark would move near and when the man went to shower he watched as he
turned on the shower in the communal shower and put his towel over the
rack. Mark watched as he soaped himself up and that was when a cold
shiver went up his spine. The rivulets of soap wrapped around the
man's body down to his ass where Mark saw what looked like a
butterfly. And as Mark felt that he recognized his dream man the man
looked around and gave Mark a knowing grin.
Who was in control of Mark's dream was it him or was it this man
manipulating Mark's changes. Mark thought that he was the one in
charge but now it seemed as though it might not be so.