#male harem
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Val and Marco were living a great life together. Val loved having a submissive himbo as his sex toy to use as he pleased, but he had to admit, the fun was wearing off after some time with just the two of them. There was definitely no shortage of guys to choose from to transform into someone like Marco, but only a couple of them actually visited the gym at the same time Val was there to pick Marco, the dumb gym bunny no longer knowing how to drive. Val’s magic had a radius that it was effective in, so it wasn’t like he could cast a spell and get some Instagram model living across the ocean under his control.
However, it wasn’t long after he decided he wanted someone else to become a submissive himbo slut when an opportunity nearly fell on his lap. Apparently, the IFBB had selected their local auditorium as a competition stage for the upcoming season, and since Marco’s gym was the closest one to the auditorium, most of the guys would be working out there, especially the day of competition, trying to get that final pump in. It was quite the arduous wait for Val, even though Marco remained his dutiful submissive himbo slut and was bred by Val hundreds of time before the bodybuilders and some fitness influencers started showing up to the gym in full force.
He decided to strike the day before the competition, when most of the bodybuilders and fitness influencers were at the gym. It reeked of musk and sweat in there, which admittedly did turn Val on, but someone like him would definitely look out of place in there, especially amongst this group of men. He remained in his car as he cast the curse, just like the one he had cast on Marco a few months back. “All of these men want to see in their muscles a gain; turn them all into my obedient sluts for pain!” Val felt the magical energy radiate off of him as it traveled into the gym. He put a lot more effort into this spell than he had with Marco’s, since he needed the effects to happen quickly, within the next hour or so instead of the next week.
Val remained in the car, spent after using all of that magical energy, but he had Marco “livestreaming” his workout today, really just a FaceTime call to him as he watched the bodybuilders and fitness influencers continue to work out and change. The changes in their muscles were the most obvious, especially in their pecs. While some fitness influencers had rounded pecs already, most if not all of the bodybuilders treasured their angular and firm pecs. However, none of the guys in the gym seemed to notice a thing as most of them working out now had what were almost breasts on their chests.
The new pecs were soft and squishy just like breasts were, and a similar thing was happening with their glutes. Most of them had massive asses already, but they were quite firm. Now the two globes behind them were just like their new pecs, bouncing around as they continued to workout. Their arms and legs didn’t have as dramatic of a change as those other body parts, mostly becoming less veiny as well as more rounded too. Most of them continued to have six or eight abs as well, but instead of being cut and chiseled, they protruded out from the body a little bit and were squishy like most of their muscles were now. The other major change came in hair color, with all of the men affected by Val’s spell now sporting blonde locks.
Thankfully, the curse had made it so that they didn’t think any of the changes happening to them or those around them were strange, but they still weren’t Val’s, not yet. He hoped he had recharged enough as he cast the next spell, the one that would make these men his. “The changes I made to these men were divine; now I cast this spell to make them mine!” The spell did work, but Val slumped down in the car seat, unconscious. When he woke up some time later, there was a gaggle of men all around his car, bodybuilders and fitness influencers turned into himbos and obedient to Val. Marco was the only one of them actually in the car.
“Like, Val, honey, my new friends, like, need directions to our house, teeheehee!” Val then realized he hadn’t thought all of the logistics through yet, but it wasn’t long before all of the men at the gym were at his house, stripped naked and ready to serve their new Dom. All of them had chokers similar to Marco’s on, and he had a closet full of slutty clothes for them to wear when they actually needed to go out of the house. Both Marco and Val loved having all of these new guys to play with. Marco could talk about workouts and other himbo stuff with them, while Val got to enjoy the show.
What Val loved the most were the nightly shows the men hosted for him in the living room. Of course, with such a big harem of men, Val couldn’t have sex with all of them every night. He had a foursome most nights with the men who impressed him the most during the show, flexing their muscles and showing off their pump and possibly some of their gains. However, the bulk of the show was actually these former bodybuilders and fitness influencers pleading with Val to fuck their holes, that they were sluts for him and hadn’t got to taste him in so long, and so on. Most nights, Val had already come at least twice before actually going to the bedroom with the night’s winners. It did take a fair bit of effort on his part from all of the spellcasting, but it wasn’t long before nobody cared about the cadre of missing bodybuilders and fitness influencers, enjoying their new lives in Val’s harem of submissive himbo sluts.
