Duty to Society, Part Two

[Gimel]

DAY THREE:

Calvin is cheerful today. That's not surprising. I've left the imager on for the past two days with various pretty pictures for him. If my observations are right, he's ejaculated seven times since this operation began, so he's blown off plenty of stress. He runs the washer while I'm out, and thinks I don't know what happened to all those socks. It's cute.

Making my little buddy want sex badly is clearly going to be easy. Making him want to be a muscle-man is going to be a bit harder. But the result will be worth the effort.

For this part of the effort, I call on Bill. Bill was my previous roommate and is now my best bro. (Calvin is not a bro. Not yet.) He's a square-faced guy about my age with tectonic plates for pecs and arms as big around as my legs. Back when we moved in together, he was a lot smaller and was called William. I taught him what every guy needs to know, and I think you'd agree that it made a new man of him.

Bill is happy to help me out with Calvin. That's the trouble, really. I don't know if it was the more aggressive machinery I used back then or the supplements I gave him, but turning little William into big Bill did something to his brain. Bill's a happy guy, and he does whatever I tell him, but he's as dumb as shit. I won't be making that mistake with Calvin, even if it means he needs a bit more time to swell up the way Bill did. A good big brother is responsible.

(That said, it was incredibly sexy to watch William as the intelligence in his eyes was burned away by the fires of pure, animal lust. He came to me a few months after we moved in together and told me that he was having trouble concentrating and was starting to worry. I told him not to worry, and to get a bit more sleep.

Once he had nodded off, I started adjusting my equipment- it was more complicated than the imager I use now- adding some new phrases and ideas. "When you try to think, you need to jack off," I told his brain. "Thinking makes you too horny to concentrate."

As far as I know that was the last time he ever thought. The next day we sat on the couch watching porn and jerking each other off like it was the most natural thing in the world. One thing led to another, and with me to keep him on the weights and supplements, it didn't take too long for Bill to evolve into the handsome, stupid hulk he is today.)

Bill and his meaty body were what I planned to use to entice Calvin into the weight room. The two of us went for a good hard run and came back covered in sweat. We stripped down to our briefs and paraded ourselves around the house, as cocky as could be. Bill especially was cocky, since he has a hosepipe swinging around down there, and it bulged semi-erect and perfectly visible through the soaked cotton fabric.

We made sure Calvin could see us, and did some push-ups and crunches just to make sure the picture took. Bill, having been carefully instructed by me, struck up a conversation with Calvin, who was trying to study, with his monster cock only six inches from the kid's face. Calvin did his best to keep up his end of a conversation about football before fleeing to his bedroom, but I knew that pectorals and penis alike had made their impression on his brain.

Tonight, the imager and I will exploit that impression, filling his subconscious with images of Bill and me and our incredible bods. "You need muscles," the voice in his brain will tell him. "You need to be like Dan and Bill." A week or so of that, non-stop, and he'll be too lust-addled to say no when I invite him to the gym. I can just imagine taking his little body in hand and molding it like clay until it's hard and thick and perfect.

It's clearly going to take all my restraint to keep him off the supplements.

DAY SIX:

I gave thoughts of manly hugeness plenty of time to percolate in Calvin's skull. Clearly it's had an effect- Calvin watched Bill and me preparing to leave for the gym as though we were going off to Heaven and leaving him behind. When I strode into his room and told him, "Calvin, you've been hanging around the house too long. Get a pair of shorts on and come with us; I won't take no for an answer," his eyes opened wide like a happy puppy.

He bounded around trying to find something halfway okay to wear to the gym. Ultimately, he didn't have anything like a pair of gym shorts- he's that hopeless- so I loaned him an old pair of mine.

(Heh. I bet if Calvin knew about even half the times people had taken those shorts off me, his head would explode.)

We took him through a routine that was fairly straightforward, but I worked him hard. He went through it all without complaining- I said he was a good kid. Then I dropped Bill off at his place and we went home and showered, and spent the rest of the evening splayed out on the couch watching a DVD.

Calvin, who I'd exhausted very successfully, fell asleep only a few explosions in. I carried him carefully to his bed and dropped him unceremoniously in the middle of it. He just laughed instead of yelling or swearing, so I guess he hadn't been all that asleep after all. That's cute.

He's going to have sweet dreams tonight, that's for sure. Tonight's program will be "Feel so pumped," "Feels so great," and "Gonna get bigger."

DAY SEVEN:

I've told Calvin that from now on, we'll be going to the gym together four days a week. He says that's fine with him. I wrapped my arms around him in a friendly headlock and tell him "My little buddy Cal's gonna be a big man soon!"

Calvin is way too weak and sore to get away from me, but it was even more awkward because he was trying not to let me see him getting hard. I resisted the urge to give his dick a tug and pretended not to see. God, but he is adorable when he's embarrassed.

I let him go and he ran off, probably to defile another sock. He knows damn well he wishes he was me, but I wonder if he's admitted to himself that he wants to fuck me, too? It's tough, growing up and not knowing what you really want. Calvin's a lucky kid, to have somebody like me to tell him what he really wants.

Kids are cute when they're embarrassed, but it's a liability for a well-rounded manly man like myself and my future bro. I wonder how long it will be until the day comes when Cal whips out his dick for me without any shame at all?

I may as well give it a couple of months, until his legs aren't quite so skinny. But man, that's a long time. I think when Bill comes over tonight, I'll close my eyes and pretend that I'm groping Cal's tree-trunk body. If I think about Cal during sex, while he's thinking about me as he jerks it, that doesn't technically break my promise, does it?

MORNING AFTER: It didn't work. Bill grunted under me like an animal in heat and totally spoiled the pretense. This kind of thing is why Cal is going to be a SMART horny bro instead of a slab of zombie Asian man-meat, no matter how sexy muscle zombies like Bill are. Still, it's tempting. Oh, Calvin- if not for duty, where might you be right now?

[2bored]

Interesting story. I hope Calvin gets REALLY big and quickly.

[Ender]

I?m a bit torn by this story. On one hand Dan wanting to help his roommate Calvin become a ?better? and ?happier? person is great; I wish I had someone to help me become ?all that I can be? too. On the other hand it?s pretty clear that Dan is a sociopath who interest in Calvin is only as a plaything.

In an earlier attempt to create his perfect toy-boy, Dan changed his previous roommate, little William, into big Bill with tectonic plates for pecs and arms as big around as most people?s legs. Bill is cocky, horny and happy to do anything Dan tells him but something went wrong and he?s as dumb as shit. An error Dan hopes to correct in his remaking of Calvin.

Dan is completely unconcerned about the welfare and wishes of his ?friends? or rather victims. He believes that he is a superior being and the rest of the human race exists to serve him. I would really like to see Dan pay for his crimes against humanity and his victims restored to live happily ever after but monsters like Dan are seldom caught and their victim beyond repair.

If Dan could be trusted to not take unethical advantage of people he could make a fortune as a behavioral therapist. I would pay a lot to get my brain tweaked to make my body into a totally ripped and buff muscleboy and be confident and uninhibited but leave my adorable nerd nature mostly intact.

Sort of like the sublim program in Jaypat's "The Bet" that makes Derek and his nerd buddies become the "Muscle Brains." They become obsessed with building muscle but they're still the nerds they started as inside...

Nobody in their right mind wants to be enslaved or so horny they can't think straight. And trying to ensnare someone is just wrong.

Ender

[CallMeCrazy]

I love this story.

[tkd1999]

I wanna see that Cal also fulfil his duty to the society.

[AuraTwilight]

Yea. Maybe Dan wasn't the first, and it's a cycle. Spreading like a virus.

[Speaker]

Originally Posted by CallMeCrazy

I love this story.

Seconded. I so want to see where you take this.

[Ender]

Originally Posted by AuraTwilight

Yea. Maybe Dan wasn't the first, and it's a cycle. Spreading like a virus.

That is exactly my point Dan leaves a trail of compliant muscle boy zombies in his wake. He laughs about a "big brother" being "responsible" as he is in the process creating another brain dead muscle thrall. If Dan had asked Calvin or William if they were okay with becoming Dan's zombie boy toys and they agreed then cool but they didn't get the chance to say no. So Karma requires that something "bad" should happen Dan.

Ender.

[AuraTwilight]

That's not what I was saying at all...

[Ender]

I know you don't agree with my analysis of Dan's behaviour...

But you made the observation that Dan has likely done what he did to William to make Bill and is doing to Calvin before and will likely do it again... I believe we agree on that point.

You may feel that makes Dan a cool guy and is helping Calvin. But because Dan is acting covertly to bend Calvin it be his plaything I feel that makes Dan a bad guy.

I'm just saying Dan is an anti-hero and what he's doing while it may be titillatingly is neither moral or ethical.


Ender

[AuraTwilight]

I was implying Dan might have been changed into what he is by someone else, and it might be like a viral reproduction cycle. I wasn't making any comment on what Dan himself was planning to do after converting Calvin or the morality of the issue.

[Ender]

Okay cool I hadn't considered someone having reprogramed Dan to do what he's doing... but based on William/Bill Dan doesn't appear be trying to create another Dan.

[AuraTwilight]

I figured it's probably not the case, but it'd be interesting. Then again, Dan admits Bill was an accident and probably his first changee, so he's not necessarily indicative of anything.

[Ender]

Originally Posted by AuraTwilight

I figured it's probably not the case, but it'd be interesting. Then again, Dan admits Bill was an accident and probably his first changee, so he's not necessarily indicative of anything.

Originally Posted by Gimel

DAY THREE:
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I don't know if it was the more aggressive machinery I used back then or the supplements I gave him, but turning little William into big Bill did something to his brain. Bill's a happy guy, and he does whatever I tell him, but he's as dumb as shit. I won't be making that mistake with Calvin, even if it means he needs a bit more time to swell up the way Bill did. A good big brother is responsible.
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Bill grunted under me like an animal in heat and totally spoiled the pretense. This kind of thing is why Cal is going to be a SMART horny bro instead of a slab of zombie Asian man-meat, no matter how sexy muscle zombies like Bill are. Still, it's tempting. Oh, Calvin- if not for duty, where might you be right now?

Yes, Dan says that he didn't mean for Bill to be dumb, and wants Cal to have a brain, but then in the next breath says... "...it's so tempting." But either way Dan intends that Cal be his compliant plaything.

Personally, I think relationships between equals are more interesting and rewarding than between a master and slave.

Ender

[AuraTwilight]

In reality, sure. But when you're effectively a caricature existing in a fantasy where nothing really exists outside of the erotic appeal, it's pretty justifiable.

[PunkGuy01]

Love it so far - I agree the main character's kinda psychopathic but it's fiction so it's ok lol - roll on part 3!