Inferior Superior

Connor had a great time at university; he had got drunk and partied nearly every night and spent his days working out in the campus gym. Although now that he had graduated, Connor regretted not trying harder at his studies because employers don’t hire those who barely scraped a pass. The only job Connor had managed to get was at a local office doing data entry, sure it wasn’t exciting but Connor needed a job and the money. At first Connor didn’t mind his new occupation, he was young and good looking and all the women fussed over him, they would give him easier jobs, bake him treats and bombard him with compliments. They made his job so much easier for him that he didn’t see the point in bursting their bubbles and telling them he was gay. However while the women at his work made his life easier the same couldn’t be said for the men. Having a hot, young, muscular stud of a man move into the building and receive all the attention from the women certainly put them on guard. To Connor it was obvious that they were all jealous of him, while they were older, out of shape and stuck in committed relationships he was the complete opposite, a young, hot, single guy. Most of the men barely talked to him and when they did it was to drop off work to his cubicle, Connor couldn’t believe how petty and jealous the grown men in the office were and worst of all his boss seemed the most envious of all.

Mr Theodore Scott was a portly fellow, aged around 55, his balding head and growing gut were similar to most of the other aging men in Connor’s office, what set him apart from the others was his fat ass. His tight trousers could barely contain the fat, hairy ass cheeks the older man possessed, if Connor had to guess he reckoned that at one point Mr Scott use to be in shape and his leftover muscle had led to his rather obscene fat ass and Connor couldn’t help but get hard at the sight of it. Connor hated working for this big, booty old man, he would constantly supply him with endless amount of data to work on, drop off stacks of papers to file and make him run around and get coffee. Sure that was all in Connor’s job description, but he deserved better, he had been to college, he had got a degree he wasn’t supposed to be some jealous old man’s coffee boy.

Connor couldn’t vent his frustrations; he’d be fired, so Connor had come up with his own little way to get back at his boss. Connor had always had a thing for guys in suits but now that he worked in an office all of his porn revolved around it, Connor especially liked the films where a muscular young intern would take advantage of their older boss. Connor loved to imagine bending Mr Scott’s fat ass over his desk, fucking him senseless, while he screamed for more as Connor shot a huge load of cum deep in his ass. If it had been a stressful day at the office the first thing Connor would do when he got back from work was undress and open his laptop, he would relax and watch porn films of muscular guys in suits bang each other on their desks and today was no different.

Mr Scott had dumped another pile pf paperwork on his desk today and made him make coffee for all the staff at a meeting he was holding, Connor felt humiliated as he handed out the hot mugs to the room of jealous old men. Once he got home it was mere minutes before Connor was on his bed, naked, laptop in hand and his favourite porn film loading on screen – Inferior Superior. The film starts off when a young muscular stud is called into the boss’s office; the boss is disappointed in the studs work so orders him to strip. The stud needs this job so has no choice to obey, he removes his jacket and shirt to reveal his six pack abs and meaty pecs, which he bounces playfully for the camera. The stud then turns around and pulls down his trousers showing his tight pair of briefs that barely cover his round bubble butt. The boss then starts calling the stud a slut and demands that he show him his ass, which the stud reluctantly does pulling down his briefs and letting his cheeks wobble slightly. The next part always made Connor hard, he watched intently while stroking his cock as the stud on screen turned around to reveal to his boss and the audience his impressive nine inch cock.

The boss then gets embarrassed and starts to blush, he stutters and finds it hard to keep his composure as the stud playful wags his huge erect dick. This is when the stud starts to take control and Connor fantasised about it every day. The stud starts to taunt his boss about the size of his own penis and about his own body; the stud calls his boss pathetic and demands that he strip for him instead. The boss soon starts to retreat and become submissive as he starts to strip, the model in the film has a slight paunch with a pair of hairy pecs, but Connor would imagine Mr Scott undoing his shirt and letting his chubby gut fall out and his sagging tits jiggle. Connor was already close to cumming but he held back he knew when he wanted to cum and it wasn’t yet. The stud then laughs at the boss’s body detailing how miserable his body is compared to his own muscular Adonis body. The stud then demands that the boss get completely naked as he goes around and sits on the boss’s desk. The boss removes his trousers and pants in one go covering his cock, his chunky ass on display for the stud, Connor nearly blew his load at the thought of Mr Scott struggling to pull his trousers over his fat, flabby butt cheeks. The stud at the desk then motions for the boss to turn around and remove his hands from his dick, the boss looks hesitant but does it anyway to reveal his less than average cock. The stud lets out a huge laugh and continues to taunt his once cocky boss, telling him how he doesn’t deserve his position, that he shouldn’t be at the top he should be at the bottom. The stud then walks around the desk and bends over spreading his muscular cheeks and displaying his winking asshole; he then demands his boss lick it clean.

The boss gets to his knees and enthusiastically starts rimming the stud, stroking his own dick in pleasure. After a while the stud then stands up and turns around his big cock eye level with his boss, the stud chuckles as he slaps his boss in the face with his big dick, before then ramming it deep down his throat. As the boss is brutally face fucked the stud taunts him, asking how a guy like him, such a weak and submissive guy could ever become someone’s boss. Connor loved the idea of mocking his boss while he struggled to suck on his fat dick, yet Connor still held himself back from cumming. The stud then demands that the boss bend over his own desk and show him his fuck hole, the stud plays with the hole spitting on it and poking his fingers in, getting it lubed up and ready as he positions his huge cock in front of it. The film then cuts to the boss’s face as he feels the enormous penis slide into his ass, his pained expression brought Connor closer to the edge of orgasm more than anything else, but yet he managed to keep his composure as the film played on. The stud then fucks his boss rough and fast, all the time teasing and taunting him, telling him how he doesn’t deserve his power or position and that someone like him should be serving a stud not the other way around. After a few more minutes of fucking the stud pulls out of his boss and pulls him to the floor his cock pumping over his boss’s exhausted face and before long a huge load of cum is shot forcefully over the boss’s mouth and eyes.

The stud then laughs at the boss’s face and taunts him further and instructs him that that this office is no longer his and that he is no longer the boss. The stud then pushes the boss under his former desk, the stud then tells him that he now works for him and that this is his new position, he then shoves his softening cock into his boss’s mouth and tells him he’ll make a good office cocksucker and that he will always be an inferior superior, that’s when Connor finally blew his load, cum spraying all over his stomach.

In Connor’s post orgasmic bliss is when he made his ill-fated wish, cum covering his stomach, his sizable dick softening in his hands and sweat glistening on his forehead he said to himself “Fuck, I wish that was real life” 

Green smoke engulfed the room and all Connor heard was a faint chuckle as his surroundings changed. Once the smoke had cleared Connor was no longer naked, in fact he was dressed exactly as he had been for work, what’s more he was no longer in his bedroom he was at work, but this wasn’t his little cubicle. Connor scratched his head as he looked round at the office, it sort of looked like his boss’s office but the décor was slightly different.

“What the fuck is going on?” Connor exclaimed as he tried to work out what had just happened to him, had he fallen asleep at work? Was it a vivid day dream? But that still wouldn’t explain why he was in this office. That’s when he heard a nervous knocking at the office door, without hesitation his body answered with a confident “Come in”. It’s almost as if the words vomited out of his mouth, Connor had no idea why he had said it, but he seemed totally relaxed as a familiar figure walked into the office. Connor wanted to be shocked but his body didn’t allow it as Mr Scott waddled into the office looking nervous, his jiggling gut straining against his shirt and his fat ass nearly ripping his trousers in two.

“You wanted to see me boss?” Mr Scott said almost in a whisper as if it was forbidden for him to be in this office.

Connor’s body and voice seemed to be on autopilot as he sat his muscular ass on the desk and folded his arms. “Theodore, it’s come to my attention that you’ve been falling behind at work, there are at least two files full of data you have yet to sort and those files I gave you yesterday have still not been put away. Do you not want this job?” Connor had no idea why he was now telling his boss what to do, but he loved the anxious, embarrassed face that Mr Scott was pulling as he was told off.

“Yes sir, I need this job sir, please don’t fire me! I’ll do anything” Theodore pleaded; Connor couldn’t believe this was happening it had to be some kind of dream; his boss was grovelling to him. Regardless of what it was, a hot dream, a sexy day dream or some post cum hallucination, Connor was going to have some fun.

“Anything you say? Well how about you make me laugh? If you can make me chuckle I’ll let you keep your job, does that sound fair to you?” Connor smiled manically.

“Sure, erm ok. Knock Knock?”

“Er no Theodore, you’re not going to make me laugh with jokes, no what you need to do to make me laugh is strip”

Theodore looked hurt but nevertheless he started to unbutton his shirt and without finishing all of them his massive gut sprung from his shirt.

Mr Scott put on a shy smile as he let his prominent gut hang out, his chubby little man tits jiggled slightly as he fiddled with his shirt. Connor stifled a laugh “Keep going Theodore I really want a good laugh”. Connor loved this, it was exactly like the porn film and he couldn’t wait to fuck his boss.

Theodore removed his shirt completely leaving his chest bare; he then started to undo his belt but before he pulled down his trousers he turned around. Connor concealed another laugh thinking about how his hot shot boss was embarrassed to show his tiny dick. Mr Scott then struggled to pull his trousers down, his huge, fat ass making it difficult for him, but with a sharp tug he managed to get his suit trousers down, his underwear barely holding up against the stain of his huge, chubby butt cheeks. Connor had been waiting for this; he had watched those cheeks nearly every day at the office hoping one day to get a glimpse of them and now as Theodore pulled down his underwear and revealed his huge ass Connor was instantly hard. Connor couldn’t help but stroke his cock through his suit trousers, he couldn’t wait to bend that ass over and fuck it good.

“Shake that fat ass for me Theodore, go on give it a slap” Connor demanded and Mr Scott begrudgingly complied as he gave his ass a shake and a spank.

Connor could have cum right then, but he needed to keep calm if this was going to be anything like his porn film, he wanted to cum deep in Theodore Scott’s ass.

“That’s enough of that for now Theodore, now it’s time for you to make me laugh, show me the pitifully little dick between your legs” Connor couldn’t wait to finally laugh at his boss and make him feel like the tragic old man he was. However as Theodore swung round Connor wasn’t met with the tiny mircopenis he was expecting, in fact Theodore’s dick was even bigger than this. Connor suddenly became overwhelmed with anxiety, his cheeks flushed red as the sight of such a big dick, this wasn’t right his boss wasn’t supoosed to have a big dick. Connor felt his mind go fuzzy he couldn’t think of anything to say he just sat there was his mouth open, flustered over the surprise 10 inch dick he had been confronted with.

“What’s the matter boss! You never seen a big dick like this before” Theodore said as he playfully wagged his huge flaccid member. Connor wanted to reply but his body didn’t allow it, all that came out of his mouth was a jumbled mess and a whimper. “Of course you haven’t seen anything this big, guys like me don’t bother with miniature cocked losers like you. I bet I’ll laugh as soon as you show me your tiny little dicklet” Theodore taunted his own dick getting hard at Connor’s humiliation, but Connor had nothing to worry about he had a sizable dick. He didn’t know why he was stripping, but he felt like he had to prove something to his suddenly arrogant boss. Connor quickly shed his suit and pulled down his underwear and trousers to reveal his 7 inch dick.

“HAHAHA you call that thing a dick! Can that worm even get hard? Go on give it a stroke for him”
Connor had no idea why his boss was laughing but he went red with embarrassment anyway, maybe he wasn’t seeing his dick at the right angle, Connor them started stroking his dick. As he stroked his dick Theodore just kept chuckling “How do you even use a dick that small, it’s embarrassing!”.
Connor didn’t understand his dick was above average wasn’t it? But that’s when Connor looked down, as he was stroking his dick he could see it visibly thinning and retreating, his cock was getting shorter by the second. Connor tried to remove his hand from his shrinking dick but his body wouldn’t let him, he felt his previously thick dick slim down in his hand, his fingers now able to wrap completely around it. Connor was powerless to stop it, his voice wouldn’t work and his hand wouldn’t stop, all he could do was look pleadingly down at his dick and up at Mr Scott who was still laughing. His dick must have been only three inches hard and one inch wide when Theodore stopped him.

“Hey, hey boss stop for a moment, I want to get a photo for the rest of the office let them all know what a tiny dick you have” Theodore smiled as he pulled out his phone and aimed it at Connor. “Come on give us a pose”

Connor couldn’t believe what was happening to him, he had just lost 4 inches of cock and he was unable to do anything to stop it. He wanted to freak out, call for help or at least get out of this humiliating situation, but instead he did as he was told and posed with his now shrunken dick.

“Thanks boss, a companywide e-mail should make sure that everyone knows what’s between your legs, a fucking peanut haha”

Connor was mortified his freshly shrunken penis was now going to be public knowledge, Connor desperately tried to move his body to make a grab for the phone, but it didn’t respond he just stood there obediently with his hard little cock on show, he couldn’t think how this could get any worse.

“Oh you can keep stroking that pathetic thing while I finish up the e-mail”

NOOOOO screamed Connor internally as his hand wrapped around his now much slimmer cock, Connor watched in horror as he jerked himself off and his cock continued its shrinking. He begged himself to stop as he lost another inch, he watched as his hand now had difficulty grabbing his now slender and stout dick so he switched to just his thumb and finger. Connor wanted to cry as he jacked off with just his finger and thumb as his one proud dick became a ridiculous half inch penis hidden in his crotch.

“That’s enough boss, we don’t want that tiny little thing getting too excited. Plus I’m impressed that you’re able to reach it anyway. A big fat guy like you must be lucky if he can even find his dick”

Connor was too busy mourning the loss of his cock to notice the subtle changes his body had started to undergo, his abs had become a little less defined, his pecs became softer and his face looked fuller.

Theodore just continued taunting him, not caring in slightest about the fattening man looking forlornly at his baby dick “I mean a big fattie like you must have to really work hard if he even wants to hold his little dicklet for a piss. It’s so sad, I bet you can’t even see your dick, how do you even know it’s still there under all that fat?”

This got Connor’s attention, what did he mean under all that fat? Sure now he had a tiny dick it was more difficult to see but… Connor’s eyes went wide as he looked down at his dick as less and less of it became visible as his growing gut covered it. No, NO please I don’t want to be fat as well Connor shouted internally but his desperate pleas went unheard as the pounds piled on. Soon his stomach had become small paunch, then a beer belly and finally a full on jiggling gut. The hours Connor spent at the gym and all the hard work he spent crafting the perfect body were undone in seconds. His perky pecs drooped slightly to become soft man boobs, his boulder like biceps dissolved away replaced but flabby chicken wings, his strong thighs ballooned in all direction becoming chunky tree trunks and his face became bloated and a second chin sat happily under the first one. The only thing that had not apparently doubled in size was his ass which now looked out of place on such an obese body. Connor looked down; he could no longer see his pitiful dick. As he curiously reached his hand to feel it he struggled to grab it under his new hefty gut, it also felt smaller now it was surrounded by fat.

Connor wanted to burst into tears this wasn’t supposed to be happening, he was supposed to be in control, he was supposed to be taunting his boss not the other way around. Connor let go of his dick allowing his gut to wobble slightly, he had never been fat in his life and he didn’t like it one bit, it would take years, perhaps decades before he could get his old body shape back, but with hard work he could achieve it. Connor calmed himself slightly, whatever was happening could just be a dream and if it was real he could fix it somehow. While Connor was trying to compose himself he didn’t realise that across the room Theodore seemed to be changing as well. If Connor wasn’t so focussed on himself he might have noticed that Mr Scott’s stomach seemed a little more toned and a little less fat than usual, however having just lost his cock and his muscular body his boss was no longer his main concern.

“Oi boss stop playing with your fat gut and smile, the boys at head office need to know what a loser they have employed” Theodore grinned evilly as he once again aimed his phone at Connor.

Connor couldn’t understand why he felt compelled to listen to his boss; in his porn film the young stud was giving the orders.

“Hey! chubster, quit your day dreaming and turn around, while your front isn’t nothing special, like at all, that behind is something unique” 

Connor didn’t like the sound of what Theodore was saying but none the less Connor hefted his new weight around so that he back was facing Mr Scott. Connor felt even more vulnerable and scared now that he couldn’t see what was going on.

“Oh yes very nice boss, that’s a nice ass. No, ass is the wrong name for it, that’s a booty. Those thick bouncy cheeks are just begging to be spread”

Connor didn’t like what he was hearing, his ass had always been a tight pair of muscular glutes, sure they were a little flabbier now but he would never describe them as booty. However as Connor faced away from his boss his modest ass cheeks started to fill up.

“Now shake that big behind for me” Mr Scott demanded and Connor unwillingly complied as he swayed his ass cheeks from side to side and did an amateur twerk. At first the added weight was unnoticeable to Connor, he thought the difficulty he was having moving his ass was due to how unfit his new body was. However unbeknownst to Connor each of his ass cheeks was rapidly gaining weight and soon the bubble butt shaped sagged.

But still Connor continued to shake his ass, hoping whatever this nightmare was would end soon. Nevertheless fat continued to swell in each of his butt cheeks, his hips began to widen to accommodate the added mass, his thighs thickened with more muscle and cellulite accumulated. Dimples and creases started to appear as the weight of Connor’s ass only seemed to increase his body shape becoming a very wide bottomed pear. When the changes finally stopped Connor was nearly out of breath, his now expansive butt cheeks swayed effortlessly from side to side but still wobbled uncontrollably when he stopped. His once tight muscle ass was now just a blob of fat that made it difficult for Connor to manoeuvre small doorways. Connor couldn’t help but notice that there was now a slight odour emanating from behind him as he realised having a large ass meant it was much more difficult to clean. Theodore was right he no longer had an ass, he had a booty.

“Haha you can stop shaking that fat ass of your and turn around again. Isn’t it sad that the most attractive thing about your body is that huge sagging booty. No one even looks at your face all they see is that humongous, fat ass. I wonder if your boss knows that the only thing your employees respect about you is how you manage to not split your trousers on a daily basis”

Connor spun round almost toppling over due to the new added weight, he couldn’t believe what had happened to him. He was supposed to be a muscular big dicked stud now he was some chubby mirco-dicked loser who was taking orders from his boss. Why wasn’t he in control, he had memorised Inferior Superior and the muscular stud was always in control. That’s when Connor caught a glimpse of his boss, no longer was he a, greyed hair fat guy, but what looked like a muscular bear with his big dick swinging freely below his now tight stomach. That’s when it finally clicked for Connor, the reason why he wasn’t in control of his fantasy, the reason why he listened and obeyed every order Mr Scott barked at him, the reason his body had transformed, he wasn’t the muscular stud in this fantasy, Theodore was.  Connor was almost frightened as he watched his ever slimming boss walk towards him.

“Speaking of booty, you sure do like to stare at mine don’t you” Theodore jibed as he came face to face with Connor. “Don’t deny it, I’ve seen your beady little eyes check out my ass, I know you fantasise about it” Theodore grinned as he saw Connor’s face cringe telling him instantly that what he was saying was true. “Well today’s you lucky day because your fantasies are coming true” Theodore then pushed Connor down onto his knees, his fat belly hitting the ground and his enormous ass cheeks spreading. Theodore then grabbed the back of his head and shoved it deep into his hairy ass crack. Connor had fantasised about Mr Scott’s ass, but only when he was fucking it not having his face pushed into it. Connor reluctantly started licking away at the older man’s asshole, the taste and smell making Connor gag ever so slightly, after a few seconds Connor’s face was coated with ass sweat giving the impression he had just gone for a long run. Nevertheless Connor couldn’t stop himself from burying his tongue deep into Mr Scott’s asshole and tentatively sniffing his ass. While at first it seemed as if Connor’s whole face had been engulfed by Theodore’s ass, this didn’t seem the case after a few minutes, Connor couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched Theodore’s large chubby butt shrunk and tightened as he licked away at his puckered asshole. The once big and flabby ass was now a tight muscular butt not unlike what Connor had a few moments ago. 

“Wow boss, I don’t admire much about you but I certainly appreciated what a good ass kisser you are, now I know how you got this job in the first place haha” Theodore then turned around his massive cock now eye level with Connor. Connor tried to resist he knew what was coming next and he didn’t know what changes would accompany it. He tried to get up and run out the door but it was hopeless, the porn film didn’t have one of its main actors leap up and leave halfway through the scene, the actor followed the script and so would Connor’s body as he opened his mouth ready to receive the brutal face fucking the boss had in his favourite porn film. Theodore smiled down at the fat pathetic loser with his mouth open; he playfully waggled his dick and then gave it a hard swing slapping Connor hard on the cheek.

“Hmm I wonder if the world knows what a feeble fat cock sucker you are” however before Connor had time to answer a large fat cock was shoved roughly into his open mouth. Connor sat humiliated as the cock filled his mouth, he watched pitifully as Theodore aimed his phone at him and snapped yet another humiliating picture. “There I’ll make sure to post this to the company’s website, they have a right to know who they have to do business with” as soon as Mr Scott had finished his taunt he began to frantically fuck Connor’s face. Theodore showed no mercy as he shoved his whole cock down Connor’s throat making him splutter and gag. Connor tried his best to suck and deep throat the massive cock but Mr Scott’s violent thrusting was no match for Connor as he continued to gag on the enormous cock. Connor knew this part went on for a while and was dreading every time Theodore rammed his cock deep down his throat, he barely even noticed that Theodore was losing fat rapidly.

After ten minutes of brutal face fucking Connor knew that a fresh bruise would be appearing on the back of his throat. It was only when Theodore pulled out his dick and pushed his head to the side that Connor got a look at Mr Scott’s new body. No longer was there a chubby bear standing in front of him but a full blown muscular daddy, has big meaty pecs, his strong biceps and toned abdominals all showed how much time this man had spent in the gym, if it wasn’t for his age and the odd grey hair his body would have looked similar to that of Connor’s. Wait, Connor stared at his boss and then at his own body and nearly screamed, he wasn’t just becoming the boss in the role play he was becoming his boss in real life and what’s more his boss was becoming him. Connor was now in a frenzy as he tried desperately to free himself from his own fantasy nightmare.  Connor didn’t want to be some fat ass boss that’s jealous of the young piece of ass in the office, he wanted to be the young piece of ass. Connor’s mind went into overdrive as he shouted and screamed for help, he didn’t want to take his boss’s place, he didn’t want to be fat, he didn’t want this tiny nub of a dick and he didn’t want to be replaced.  Connor looked up, drool still dripping from his mouth and stared at Theodore, with all his mental energy Connor managed to mutter only one word “Help”.

However Theodore just sneered “Why would I help you, you just some perverted fat freak. You’re a tiny dicked loser who only hired me so you could watch my hot ass walk down the hallways. You're not a leader or a boss, you’re really just a lowly subordinate who needs people like me to show you your place in the world”.

A sharp pain then run through Connor’s mind as new unwanted memories filled his head, Connor desperately tried to fight them off but it was soon too difficult. Memories of him hiring Theodore and other hot interns so he could jack off at his desk filled his mind. Recollections of going to gay clubs and paying young fit jocks to fuck him, memories of his many correspondents with bodybuilders over the internet that would send him their worn socks and underwear and experiences of getting his fat ass filled by his favourite prostitutes big fat cock. Connor tried so hard to separate his new perverted memories from his old ones, he tried to remember that he wasn’t the boss, he was the hot muscular data entry clerk but his mind told him that was wrong. Connor didn’t have much time to fight the memories as he was grabbed roughly and pushed over his desk his fat ass on display. Connor tried to recall being the fit, big dicked Adonis and the centre of adoration in the office but that soon faded as Theodore shoved his cock deep into his fat ass.

Connor couldn’t believe this was happening, he was supposed to be the one fucking his boss not the other way around. Connor’s tight little asshole stretched to accommodate Theodore’s huge dick, Connor let out a defeated whimper as his boss fucked him rough and raw and just like Connor’s favourite porn film Theodore continued taunting him as he violently fucked his ass.

“Fuck your ass is tight; I was expecting some sloppy disgusting hole especially from an old perverted creep like yourself”

All Connor could do was yelp in pain as Theodore fucked him harder and landed a loud slap on his jiggling ass. Connor didn’t want this to be his life, he looked up from the desk and saw his reflection in the office window, his slender body gone, his tiny cock covered by his huge gut, his ass jiggling wildly as it was fucked and spanked and his receding hairline all made him look away in disgust. But almost instantly he stared back at his reflection, he didn’t have a receding hairline, his hair was thick and beautiful, but as he looked at his reflection he could see his hair retreat into his body and new creases and lines appear on his face. Fuck he was getting older!

“It’s pathetic really, some ancient overweight loser like you doesn’t deserve all the money and wealth you have, it should belong to someone young and strong like me, Theo Scott”.

Connor watched in terror as he body continued to age, his hair now thinning, his fat starting sag and his face looking more worn and weathered. ‘No please not my age as well, please anything but that!’ Connor screamed internally but his body stopped him from vocalising his distress, he already looked about 35 all the hair on the top of head disappeared.

“A disgusting, elderly loser like you doesn’t deserve any respect, that should be reserved for true alphas and leaders like me” Theo growled as he continued to pump away at the fat ass in front of him.

Connor cried out for mercy as he watched grey hairs sprout on his chest and beard, a field of dark hair grew out of his back and down his ass crack. Connor pleaded for someone to take pity on him and stop this nightmare as he watched his fat belly sag down further, his chubby man tits gained more fat and the nipples expanded, no longer would he be able to hide his man boobs in any shirt. Connor watched helplessly as the hair on his head all but disappeared besides a short amount around the back and sides, his face now had permanent lines on the forehead and his chubby cheeks sagged giving him the beginnings of jowls, he now looked like a 45 year old version of himself.

“Some old-fashioned, flabby loser doesn’t deserve to be in a position of power, you need to be put in a place  where you can serve you betters”  Theo was almost shouting as he violently pounded at Connor’s ass, landing another hard slap on the rapidly sagging fat ass in front of him.

All Connor could do was cry as he watched the grey hair appear on his face and head, any muscle he had left withered away and was replaced with fat, aches and pains spread through his body as carrying around all his excess weight became more difficult. ‘Please I’m begging you, make it stop! I don’t want to be my boss, I don’t want to be old’, but no one listened as Connor body continued to age getting further and further away from the spry 25 year old he had been. 

“Some nasty, dirty, old man doesn’t deserve to be in charge around here, I fucking do!” Theo shouts as he shot his cum deep into Connor’s now sagging, fat booty. As the cum spurted from his dick
 Connor watched as one last time his body sagged and aged and Connor knew this was his new body, no longer was he a young, fit 25 year old stud, but a fat, shrunken dicked, 55 year old pervert who got hard at the thought of serving a hunk like Theo. Connor pulled his now aged fat body up from the desk, cum leaking out of his freshly fucked ass. As he turned he expected to see his sweaty hairy boss but instead he was met with a young, muscular jock his fat dick slowly softening. While Connor had lost everything his youth, body and dick, his boss now looked like a pornstar with his muscular body and huge cock. 

“Fuck me; at least that hole of yours is good for something. Now get out of my office!”

“But this is my office, I’m the boss now” Connor whimpered if he was going to have this body he was at least going to be in charge, right?

Theo walked up to Connor and got right in his face “A loser like you isn’t worthy to be the boss around here, but I am! You see this office, its mine now. That company car and parking space outside, that’s mine now. Your paycheck and house, that’s all mine now. You work for me, you got that!” Theo shouted.

Connor wanted to fight back; he had lost his body he didn’t want to lose his power as well. However instead of saying anything Connor nodded submissively and his tiny little dick got rock hard at the thought of serving Theo.

“Good, I’m glad your fat ass understands what’s happening” Theo then roughly grabs Connor’s arm and drags him over to the back of the desk. “You see down there, you see that cramped little space below my desk, that’s where you’ll be working from now on. You’ll be either sucking my cock, licking my feet or cleaning my shoes, because you’re not a boss around here anymore, you’re just my inferior superior.”

Connor’s mind lit up as he heard that phrase, this is where the porn film ended! Connor hoped and prayed that this nightmare he was in would end too. Connor looked down at his body and around the office but nothing happened, nothing was going back to normal, nothing was changing. Why? Why wasn’t this nightmare ending like the porno?

“Fuck why are you still waiting around? Get your chubby old ass down to janitorial and get your new uniform on” Theo growled.

Connor went to get his clothes on but as he turned he saw they had disappeared, he search desperately around the room for anything to cover his new, naked body but there was nothing.  Connor turned pleadingly to Theo who just gave an evil grin. “Go on off you go, let me see that fat ass jiggle as you walk away”

Connor started to cry as he paraded his old, naked, fat body through the office, his previous colleagues laughed and shouted at him as he went, the women looked away in disgust, while the men taunted him about his non-existent dick.

After getting the elevator to the basement, Connor walked to a small closet sized room, in it was a tiny bed, a toilet and a locker. In that locker was one solitary boiler suit, Connor looked at the XXXXL item of clothing and saw it had something written on the back. “Harold C. Guzzler – Office Cocksucker”. Another pain raced through Connor’s head as his new name solidified in his memory, a ridiculous and humiliating porn name. As well as the fact that Theo now drove his car and lived in his house while Harold lived in this closet next to a dirty toilet. Connor tried so desperately to take control of his body, to run far away from his new working environment but instead of heading out of the front door he headed back to his office. A large group of men were crowded around Theo, drinking whiskey and smoking cigars. Connor tried his hardest to betray his new body, but it was useless he wasn’t Connor any more he was Harold, an old perverted cocksucker who would do anything for a young, muscular guy.

“Ah Harold, the guys and I were just celebrating my promotion and your new role. Boys don’t you think we should welcome Harold to his new position at the company” Theo smiled and nodded to the other men in the room who all simultaneously undid their belts and whipped out there cocks.

Connor couldn’t stop himself from getting on his knees and swallowing the first cock he saw, his new job was going to take up a lot more of his time. After all being the most inferior superior in the whole office meant he had a lot of cocks to suck.