Ben and Mike shifted their perception of reality. There they stood in pin striped suits. Knowing that they are
involved but somehow not family they looked the same. There was definitely a resemblance to each other
somewhat like distant relatives but that didn't seem to make sense.
The got into the waiting limo and headed off.
Almost 30 minutes later they pulled up to one of the most impressive modern homes. There was a plain concrete
wall surrounding the compound with evenly spaced palm trees providing the only decoration to an otherwise
boring facade. They went through the gates and pulled up to a fully squared building with no windows facing
the front. As they got out of the house and stepped up the three steps and headed down the walk way there was
a perfectly manicured lawn absent of any plantings. As they went down the walk the two wings along the side
showed floor to ceiling windows reflecting the image of the two.
The doors swung open as they approached. The doors were large steel doors that rose floor to ceiling, 20 foot
high. There were two muscled men in well fitted suits standing there like sentries.
Bobby came running up to Ben. Taking him aside for a moment he talked to Ben for a few moments and Ben
motioned one of the guards to him and off he went down the front steps and into the limo.
The Zeus family wasn't really a family. No one messed with the Zeus' but it wasn't because they were some sort
of Mafia even though those few that did have a run in with any of them went missing shortly. No one knew where
they got their money but they never seemed short of cash.
The two continued on toward the back of the home. It was sparsely furnished with large leather sofas, a
massive fireplace that seemed out of place in the warm environment but the large fireplace dominated the
middle of the great room surrounded by sofas and a flue rising through the middle of the roof.
The back wall was full glass 20 foot tall single panes. There through the windows was the only thing that had
any sort of form to it at all. Through the windows was a swimming pool that looked almost like a jungle area.
Almost a mountain at the back with all sorts of jungle growth. Behind the mountain was a continuation of the
modern house. There in one of the cabanas was another family member. He was laying there in a pin striped
speedo next to another man that didn't look like any of the other people Ben or Mike had seen. He too was
wearing a pin striped speedo but his was much larger. He had to be almost 300 pounds and not an ounce of
muscle.
Hey boys he called from the cabana. Come on in the water is fine.
A lounge chair was pulled up for each of the two and a plain white rope was held up as they disrobed and put
on pin striped speedos.
Laying there in the sun they were each offered a mojito by one of the muscled guards and as Mike looked
through his sunglasses he saw as a rather large man emerged from the pool. The water glistening off his soft
round body. He wasn't as large as the one that was laying next to them but he came straight toward Mike.
Bobby has been having a little trouble with that boy again. Ben said to Hollister, the man laying in the
cabana.
Did you take care of things?
They are being taken care of now. I sent Walter to check things out.
They sat in the sun when Walter came back and bent down to Ben and whispered something to him. Ben rose and
excused himself putting on a robe disappearing behind the mountain with Walter.
What are you going to do to me Timbur was almost crying as Ben went through the door.
You had a few things to say to Bobby?
No! No! I didn't say anything. Really I didn't.
Bobby is that so?
He called me a fat fuck and pushed me down.
No! I didn't. Really I didn't.
Bobby tell me the truth. What happened.
That was it sir.
Well now who to listen to. Do I believe Bobby who knows what would happen to him if he lied to me or do I
listen to someone that has no idea what might happen.
Timbur I think you are losing the veracity issue.
NO PLEASE he started to cry. Don't kill me.
Kill you? We don't kill anyone.
Then what are you going to do to me?
Well to start you are going to be turned into a total bottom bitch.
But I'm not gay.
Look son. Ben placed his hands around Timbur's face. I don't care. You are going to so crave something up your
ass and lose interest in using your own cock on women, men, pets...
No please I will be nice to Bobby from now on.
Oh that is a given.
It should take about a month to make you crave cock. After that you are going to be turned into a love slave.
A love slave?
Oh yea all sorts of pleasure centers created for you. The first of which is to enlarge your body.
Timbur looked around at Ben and the muscled boys and started to think this might not be so bad.
Don't get your hopes up boy. This is not your pleasure center. You will be Bobby's pleasure center. And since
he is into big boys you are going to be fattened up.
Timbur's eyes got big as saucers. As big as him?
Now Bobby wasn't that big only about 250 pounds but that was what initiated the taunts that caused this
predicament for Timbur.
Oh no. You will need to please Bobby and to do that you must be large enough for him. And that will be at
least twice as big as him maybe three times as big. The bigger you get the more sensitive your body will be to
his touch and so 500 to 800 pounds of flesh will be good for you.
Timbur began to cry again. Bobby and Ben left as an almost hidden wall slid open exposing all sorts of anal
probes the begin the transition of Timbur into Bobby's sex slave.