Fender Bender (Patreon)

He's frozen like a deer in the headlights, almost literally. Bet he can see the damn truck now! Well, at least the light bar, drenching him and the side of the road my truck faces. His wreck of a car is somewhere in the darkness behind us, taking a much bigger part of the kinetic energy with it once our vehicles collided.

He doesn't remember that. He doesn't remember climbing out of his car in the ditch, screaming profanities and homophobic slurs at me, and waving a bat around in some attempt to scare me. What did he think? To scare me into giving him a lift back to town? Too late to ask him any of that now, newly minted fuckboi that he is, vacantly staring into the light, mind wiped clean. At least for now.

"Pull up your shirt and show me what you got," I tell him. Without question, or any hint of mental capacity of any kind, he complies, showing off his smooth, toned abs hidden beneath his silky polyester track top. His designer underwear is riding low, showing off his cum gutters and where his pubes would have been if he wasn't shaved smooth everywhere below the nose. Quite the change from the hairy gut his button-down cotton shirt strained to contain. Am I overreacting by turning a middle-aged middle manager into a vacuous slutty twink just because he accidentally attempted vehicular manslaughter and then aggressively lashed out due to stress-induced panic?

Nah, fuck him. We both could have died, had I been mortal. This is his reincarnation. Besides, it's not like he will remain a mindless automaton for long. His old self will start to seep in, a bit of consciousness there, some memories there. In a few weeks he'll be the same soul as he was before, within the constraints of his new body, hormones, urges, and mental capacity of course.

"That's enough. Get in the truck." Getting a young, hot body isn't really a punishment, but I want to make the world prettier than I found it. Getting dick in all orifices isn't a punishment either. Some people would even consider it heaven, especially someone with a body that reacts to it as his does. I know of several places I can dump him where there are a bunch of men who'd love someone like him. Someone who won't say no to anything. Not for a few days at least. Then, as his old self slowly wakes up in his new situation, he'll have to make the decision to leave heaven. There's the punishment.