Grimmlord 2.8 (Patreon)

“Help me!” Grimmlord raged. He’d found himself bound and gagged, powerless. His suit had betrayed him, powering down and now the voice modulator that had once given him a deep, haggard voice was crying out alternating between crying out “help me!” And screaming like some ridiculous female. He’d never felt so helpless.

In the dark, Cigar Man blew smoke in the air. “Activate Phase Two.”

Hands flickered across buttons. Gages jumped. On a massive screen, the shape of Grimmlord’s new body appeared, areas lighting. Chemicals began to pour into Grimmlord’s blood stream—

The normally calm and cool Grimmlord felt his heart begin to race, his breath grow quick and shallow. Even as his masculine mind rebelled against the coming panic attack, his mind flooded with chemicals as well, triggering the fear response, and his mind filled with panic, terror, as he became consumed with only one thought- I’m going to die! Tears formed in his eyes, and years of iron willed-discipline proved no match for the chemical cocktail flooding his system forcing him to feel panicked and afraid.

Apex flew toward the plunging MAU. He might have been able to fly under the MAU, catch it, prevent it from crashing. But he could think only of DangerKitty, the former Grimmlord. As you will recall, dear reader, Grimmlord’s body chemistry had been altered so he gave off powerful female hormones that drove men wild with need— they could not stop thinking about his new body— and Apex had fallen under Grimmlord’s spell.

He tore a hole in the side of the MAU and flew into the cockpit through a wall of fire and smoke.

“Phase three!” Cigar Man shouted, and once more, lights flashed, the colors on the Grimmlord readout changing. New chemical and hormones flooded Grimmlord’s body and mind—-

The emotional turmoil surged. Seeing Apex busting into the MAU, coming to rescue him, threatened every bit of Grimmlord’s alpha male, tough guy personality. Part of him felt enraged, embarrassed, humiliated— but the chemical cocktail flooding his system sent some shocking new feelings through his mind and body— the panic, the terror he’d felt? As he looked at Apex, emerging from a cloud of fire and smoke, he felt a sudden sense of warmth, of comfort and trust… his heart seemed to leap in his chest…. And if he could have put these feelings into words, he might have cried out, my hero…

Apex swept Grimmlord into his arms. “Don’t worry,” Apex said. “I have you.”

Once more, the man that had been Grimmlord felt — emasculated. Here he was, cradled in Apex arms. It was like a scene from a romance novel, and he was the helpless maiden— no… no… no… And yet, at the same time, endorphins swirled in his brain, and he felt his body growing warm, his cheeks… the sound of Apex deep, manly voice had given him chills, and he suddenly felt so safe, so protected…. He couldn’t help but sigh…

Holding Grimmlord’s slender body in his arms, Apex flew out of the MAU just before it slammed into the Earth, exploding into a ball of fames. Apex and rose above, Grimmlord looking down to see the blazing doom he’d been saved from…. He found himself staring at Apex face, suddenly fascinated by his cheeks, his lips… those eyes!

Apex landed, still holding Grimmlord. “Are you okay?” Apex asked, staring into Grimmlord’s eyes. “Were you hurt?”

The jumble of feelings continued to swirl through Grimmlord’s brain. The caring in Apex’ voice, the concern, it just —- oh! He felt so—- he didn’t even know… He started to answer, but he was still gagged… “mmmmpppffff….”

Apex chuckled. He gently set Grimmlord on his feet…. Part of Grimmlord felt regret—- he’d felt so good being carried by Apex, craddled, protected… it had made him feel so light and small. Grimmlord’s knees went weak, and he stumbled, falling against Apex, who caught him. Feeling his soft body pressing against Apex’ hard angles, once more waves of mysterious new feelings swept over Grimmlord… it felt so good…. He tilted his head back, looking up at Apex, his pupils swelling, so fat and full of need…

“Careful,” Apex said, putting a thick, muscled arm around Grimmlord’s waist, while he gently removed the gag.

“I— I’m okay…”. Grimmlord said, his voice rising higher, sweeter… breathy… Apex had built up a little sweat during the fight, and his manly musk now filled Grimmlord’s head…. His body was doing things he was barely aware of, but which were sending him all kinds of signals as the heat built inside him…

Apex saw all the signs. He no longer saw any trace of his old friend. No. This was a beautiful female, the most desirable woman he’d ever known…. “I’m so glad you’r okay,” he said, putting a hand to Grimmlord’s cheek… “I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you.”

Grimmlord sensed what was about to happen. His body wanted it, as did a growing part of his brain. He craved those lips, and he had a powerful urge to press his body closer to Apex, the thought growing in his mind…. Kiss me! Kiss me!

His hands were still tied behind his back, and though he wanted badly to touch Apex, to squeeze those bulging biceps, a part of him felt even more thrilled to be restrained, to feel so helples, so dependent…. So passive…

But he was yet a man— an alpha! That part of him struggled mightily against all these terrible new needs and desires…. That part of him was terrified at the feminine desires he now felt, at the hunger he was in Apex eyes, at the possibility that he was about to…. Grimmlord didn’t even want to think about it….  He had to pull away…. He had to break this spell….

“I can’t…” he whispered, shaking his head. “I’m Grimm—-“

Before he could finish, Apex smothered his objections in a powerful kiss, tilting him backward….

“Phase FOUR!” Cigar Man called out, cackling with glee…

The chemicals surged, and Grimmlord felt pleasure like nothing he’d ever felt before… his whole body was on fire… his mind rising to a place of pure nirvana…. The incredible pleasure etched into his brain a whole range of new experiences…. Hands bound… helpless…. Being held… cared for… having a man take command, aggressively kiss him… dominate him…

The kiss went on…. He felt Apex tongue thrust into his mouth…. He moaned softly… loving it… needing it… who’d leaned Grimmlord back until he was parallel with the ground… lifted him back to his feet…. Apex ended the kiss…. Grimmlord had lost it, and he rose on his tiptoes, bringing his lips once more to Apex… he needed to kiss him and kiss him and kiss him…. Apex dropped a hand to Grimmlord’s ass, lifted and squeezed… Grimmlord lifted a leg and stared to rub the inside of his thigh against Apex…. He was all woman now… totally consumed with his need to be this man’s woman… his struggled in his bonds… desperate to touch Apex…. But loving his feeling os helplessness…. Grimmlord was panting, making little sounds…

“Um, kids?” DangerCat said. She’d been watching the two of them making out, stunned, kind of a little turned on, not even sure if she should intervene, but she could see Apex was about 10 seconds from flying off and taking Grimmlord’s virginity, and she just felt like maybe it was too soon for that. Further, seeing Grimmlord go full on horny female, she felt something wasn’t right.

Apex broke off the kissing, though he kept his hands on Grimmlord’s hips. He looked at DangerCat with a— are you seriously cock-blocking me right now? Look on his face.

“You have an audience,” DangerCat said.

Apex looked around and saw people with cellphones. “Uh, oh,” he said, suddenly a little embarrassed.

“Who cares?” Grimmlord said, trying to kiss Apex again.

Apex turned Grimmlord to Grimmlord was facing away from him, standing behind him now, still with his hands on his hips. Apex leaned in and said, “Smile for the cameras.”

Grimmlord smiled, thrilled to have Apex tell him what to do.

“We’ll pick this up later, but for now cool it.”

“Okay,” Grimmlord whispered, still in that even higher voice, loving that Apex was telling him what to do.

“Good girl,” Apex said. Then, he waved to the cameras. “Better clean up this mess, people!” He couldn’t resist the urge to give Grimmlord’s plump, perfect booty a pinch right before he flew off.

Grimmlord yelped and giggled, tossing his ponytail.

DangerCat shook her head. “I captured Digits,” she said, pointing to the bound, dour villain at her feet.

Grimmlord was in a a world of bubbly bliss, his mind replaying every second of his first kiss as a girl…. “okay,” he said, playing with his ponytail, giggling. “That’s cool, I guess.”

DangerCat could see her former lover was in no state for a talking to or even to focus on anything. It was shocking, and she resolved to investigate. There was no way the man she’d known should have so quickly become such a —- man hungry girl