I should know better, I should have learned my lessons a long time ago. Here I was walking down the street with three transformed young men. I should have just headed home, but no I needed to stop for a bottle of wine.
I entered the liquor store, leaving Wally, Chip, and Moose outside. This by far was not one of my best ideas. My talents don't just change people's outward appearance and personality, it also alters their sexuality. I could see my three wholesome boys out the window touching and kissing each other. Chip sinks to his knees in front of Wally unzipping his pants. Moose rubs Chip's head, as Chip releases Wally's 9 inch flaccid cock. I know I need to stop them but I am to busy enjoying the action. Wally pumps in and out of Chip's mouth as Moose caressed Chip's back.
I only turned for a second, I didn't see the two biker's pull up.
Looks like we have a couple of homos" the large burly one with the mohawk says
"We should teach em a lesson" the other says
I walk out to the sight of the two men beating my boys. I am enraged. My blood boils. I know in my heart this was my fault.
My eyes flash that familiar emerald. The two biker's freeze in place.
"Boys why don't you sit over there" I say to Chip, Wally, and Moose pointing to a bench. Wally and Moose sit on the bench Chip resumes sucking off Wally and begins to unzip Moose's pants.
"What the fuck is going on" the mohawked one screams.
I smile. I touch his jacket and it fades away. I have very specific plans for these two. I rub his hefty stomach, the white t-shirt disappears leaving him bare chested. His fat melts becoming perfectly rounded pecs and a perfectly formed eight pack. I tug his jeans and they fall into nothing. His legs plump with muscle, his ass rounds into a delightful bubble but. I am enjoying myself way to much. His hair grows in a nice wind swept neat but messy style looking like a Marlon Brando wanna be. Lastly I tug at his underwear leaving him naked. He is every inch the 1950's muscle pinup.
How do you feel Biff " I say smuggly
My my name is razor " he stutters
No you are Biff " I kiss him on the cheek changing his memories
Golly Mister I feel great me and Sport were just out for a ride, where is Sport "
I point to his fellow biker
I release Biff from my power. He walks over to the other biker and begins to rub his chest. "Razor what are you doing. He screams
As Biff kisses him his greasy hair becomes a nicely kept side part. Biffs hands roam the biker's chest his leather vest and black t-shirt disappear. The biker becomes leaner but more muscled. Biff lowers the biker's pants. The biker moans in pleasure as his flaccid cock becomes a healthy 7 inches while soft. The biker could now pass for a James Dean look a like. Like Biff before him the biker is now the perfect muscle pinup.
Gee Sport your one keen guy" Biff says
Your pretty swell yourself" Sport says
Biff slides a finger in sports ass. Sport moans and bucks. Biff tops Sport fucking him riding him like he's done it before.
I laugh knowing once they've cummed they will be two of the most wholesome boys who ever existed.