The changes overtime were subtle enough for him not to notice but overtime I changed this former mus

The changes overtime were subtle enough for him not to notice but overtime I changed this former muscled jock into the preppy powerbottom he is now. It all began when I encountered him in the mall. He tripped over a bag I had placed at my feet and began to scold me. He called me a good for nothing faggot and things even worse than that. I tried to remain calm but I couldn’t hold myself. While he walked away I snapped my fingers in anger. Nothing happened but I knew there was no going back for him.I shadowed him for the next few weeks and observed the changes. Firstly, he stopped going to the gym. In his mind it was a good idea to start reading books instead of working out. Already after 2 days I noticed that his big muscular body was becoming smaller. His big muscles slowly deflated and his legs became very skinny. While that was happening his wardrobe slowly changed too. Tight compression shorts were swapped with formal shorts well above the knee. He didn’t notice because they fit perfectly over his skinny legs and his big bubble butt. He had forgotten al about the sporty trousers he used to wear. Not only his body was changing shape though. At the same time his face transformed too. His sharp manly jawline softened and his lips inflated. They looked very kissable now. And as his upper body had lost all volume he had before his wardrobe suddenly got filled with slim fit shirts in various colours. He liked the way they made him look smart and preppy. And to top it off he liked to add a colourful bowtie and sometimes a jacket.It amused me to see how he was embracing his new body and mind. Old memories slowly left him and new ones filled his head. He was no big guy. He was a twink that loved to get fucked by big jocks. But since he was the perfect bottom any top would do for him. That’s were I came in. After my weekly workout I walked up to him. He was standing in front of the gym waiting for the bus. While walking past him I tripped over his bag. When we made eye contact I saw in his clear blue eyes that he was frightened. That was exactly how I wanted him to be. He apologized and wanted to pick up his bag but I grabbed his skinny shoulder and looked deeply into his eyes. It took me one stare to break his mind. His knees got weak and I knew his dick was rock hard in his tiny shorts. Before he could resist I picked him up for he was very lightweighted now and started to walk home. I could clearly see the dark spot in his pants. He was already leaking a lot. I then knew I was really going to enjoy this new powerbottom. -- source link
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