Becoming a new man for his Owner.

A Jock doesn’t need a shirt to play and give his all.

He’s come a long way from the lost nobody that he’d been. Just another punk in the neighborhood that was going nowhere and bothering everyone else as he did it, unwanted and unmissed any everyone. Then it happened. He was drunk and wondered into the basement of the old building on the back block before passing out. When he woke up and found a man standing over him he expected to be yelled at and told to get out, maybe beat up a bit. He hadn’t expected to be pushed through a workout, but in his still drunk state he just went with it because he was to confused and disorientated not to. At least that’s what he used to tell himself, but he knows he wasn’t still drunk when he followed the man up to his apartment and was shoved into the shower then given food before being put through another workout, or anything of the things that’s happened since. It wasn’t the alcohol that did that, that was something else, some deeper need inside him. And now a year later it’s something he’s very glad he listened to because he gave him a place to belong, a future, self esteem and most of all someone to belong to, someone who wants him.

When he first put it on it felt like any another full body rubber suit, which meant it felt awesome and he couldn’t wear it enough. But when his friend suggested the plug to go with it-that changed everything. He should have realized something was different when he was handed the plug and it felt warm to his touch. He should have known it was charged up and holding power but even if he had known he still wouldn’t have realized why.

The moment the suit was on his friend did something on his phone and the plug activated and he felt the energy wash over his circuits as his outer skin aligned itself to it’s body and downloaded the program to defrag it’s mind before installing the new software. Within a few minutes it was ready for the controllers commands.

It started with the jacket. Who was he to turn down a gift from his big Brother, especially a cool black leather jacket? Then same the gloves, pants and…other things, then last the hair cut and lesson on his big Brothers ride which always ended at a bar looking to get laid. He picked the best big Brother.

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Becoming a new man for his Owner.

Walking out the door at work he got the text saying they were going out to the clubs for some fun that night so he spent the whole drive wondering just what his man meant. He wasn’t sure what his man had in mind for him when he saw was waiting for him on the back porch. Seeing the beer cigar and shades on the table he was confused more than anything but he trusted his Owner so he slipped on the beer while he slipped on the shades. Taking a seat he lit the cigar checking out the clock. His buddy should be home anytime. He hoped traffic wasn’t too heavy; he couldn’t wait to go out and pick up a guy or two to share.

Getting ready to run and give his all for his Coach and Team.

He thought it was just a game, some cool costumes his buddy found for their House’s Halloween party but as the night went on and his Brother started getting more and more into the role of his master-pulling on the chain, making him fetch and hold his drink- he started feeling a little different about it. He couldn’t explain what it was but when he was ordered to kneel next to him- supposable as a joke but when his knees hit the carpet and his Owner resting a hand across his shoulder it didn’t feel fake. It felt real. And he wanted more.

Time had stopped for the young man the moment the zipper reached the top and his body came to attention and froze as his mind emptied. Draining of thoughts or ideas as it waited.

The Boss smirked as he looked at the red headed scally he’d created. From the day they’d meet he’d been looking forward to this day. The man’s response to a push here and order there had been evidence enough that he wanted, no craved to obey the Boss and the Boss, well the Boss liked that.

It started small, getting rid of his polos and fouling his mouth, he didn’t want the future scally to know he was being hypnotized and changed-more fun for the Boss that way. So it took time, months in fact to rough the man up, change his live so completely but it was done now. And the Boss planed to enjoy the product of his hard work.

He gave himself over to his Sgt that day and he hasn’t looked back since.

The store manager belonged to the man and had since collage, his Owner had shown him how wonderful it was to dress your best. How nice a tie could feel around his neck, claiming him for his man even if no one else understood. He loved belonging to his Owner so he was more then happy, proud even, to help other men realize those same things, those same feelings. His store clerks were first but if their Owner approved they would not be the last.

By the end of the spring semester he was very proud of his little Brother. Not only had he taken to his training, grown up, and become even more of an adult he had taken a little Brother of his Own and was training him right.

Become a Bimbo Fuckdoll

The Autobot stopping, beat dropping, tape popping Decepticon Communications Officer, Soundwave!

A more G1 inspired rework of a recent Bumblebee movie Soundwave commission. Japanese text translates to “Soundwave”.

Available as a shirt here:

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and here:

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Art by me.