The boy known as Rob (Patreon)

His boyish charm, his twinkish look and gothic style was what appealed to me when he first started working at the same company as me. I knew he was gay but I was as straight as they come. Then I got a friend request from him on my socials, then I clicked like on one of his photos is a leather look jacket. Then he sent me a private photo and that was it.

He sent me a photo of him in a white thong and white socks offering me his ass on a plate! Initially

, I thought there was no way I would even go there but he kept on and on at me. Eventually, mulling things over and the fact my girlfriend was no longer interested in sex I thought fuck it and asked for his address.

He lived about five minutes away from me and I replied telling him I would see him soon. He told me the door was open and to come straight up to his room.

He had changed his white thong to a red one and was being very s

eductive. I wanted a quick fuck and to get out he obliged and allowed me to ram my dick right into his ass. I made sure to be fairly quick but long enough for it to be pleasurable for us both.

As soon as I was done cumming I pulled my dick out of him. I had wrongly assumed he was a fairly weak man and something unexpected happened. He grabbed me and slammed me down to the bed and slid his pencil dick into my butt. I should really if made him stop but weirdly I was enjoying it.

Then his bedroom door slammed open. A group of lads barged in, his mates. They began making fun of him and me and he pulled out of me. I thought that was the end of it but it was only the beginning. The lad was known as Rob and he slammed his mates for making fun of him and me and I wanted to leave. He told me it was impossible for me to leave now that we had made a connection. His dick would not be constantly hard until he had finished our connection. I really wasn't in the mood now and had decided the whole evening was ruined. I tried to get up and leave but his mates blocked my path. The lad known as Rob came up close to me and began to seduce me even more, kissing me everywhere. I got hard again and I wanted to cum. Even though I wasn't gay, even though his mates were now watching, I was finding this whole experience very erotic, I felt this connection and needed the climax now.

He, the lad known as Rob slammed me back on the bed and forced his pencil dick back into me. He made sure I felt every centimetre of him invading my ass. In and out, in and out constantly until 1 final push deep inside me and he began to cum.

Instantly as his cum entered my body I knew something was wrong. I felt sick and feverish. What the fuck had he done to me, surely cum shouldn't do this to anyone. That's when I felt smaller, like instantly smaller, weaker and younger. His mates were cheering on wooing. Then I noticed he was bigger, stronger and older. He looked different. Completely different. Its boyish, twinkish Gothic look had gone and he was now much more rugged and covered in tattoos. Then I felt a growth in my ass. His dick was expanding inside me. It hurt like hell.

Then it all clicked into place and I realised what had happened. He has transformed into me and I had become him. He had stolen my body. Weirdly I just accepted it all and now I'm the boy known as Rob. The cute boyish twinkish boy with Gothic looks and I'm gay and happy about it. The old Rob who is now me is now the alpha of our group and still maintains his straight persona but he's one of us really.