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It started innocently enough as he began to admire the muscled builds that a job of labor combined with gym time could build. The company had a basic weight room that many of the guys used to let off some steam during their lunch break, and he found himself doing the same. That lust for more muscle kept evolving though into a lust for muscle. That admiration of men’s physiques grew into attraction, and then a desire that just kept growing stronger. He tried to shake it, but every time, the lust just came back stronger. He’d never thought of men in that way, but the more he hung out in this environment, the more he found himself fantasizing.
Even though more men in general were catching his eye, it really was the hard-working studs he worked with that turned him on most. Something about both being blue collar guys in uniform, getting sweaty together from a hard day’s work, just really began to drive him wild. Though he still showered, he found himself starting to skip deodorant and cologne. For some reason, they had begun to overwhelm his nose, but natural musk started to smell better and better. Not only was he loving how he was smelling, but sometimes he would sneak into the work locker room and find an unlocked unit with some sniffworthy clothes in it. Soon he was spitting on his dick and masturbating to the smells and fantasies on the sly.
Yet soon the lustful pleasure again overwhelmed him as he continued to further stroke to the programming. As the programming removed his inhibitions, his clothes further slipped off until he was completely naked in the vehicle.
The following is a Halloween tale of transformation.
Continue to strip those clothes off as you strip away any remaining resistance you have to becoming that simple himbo that loves to have fun. There’s no need to overthink things when you think with your dick, because your dick simply thinks about what makes it so very hard. You can feel it pulsing at the thought of becoming more of a himbo and it throbs as you imagine all the various scenarios you will get to enjoy as you become that complete and total himbo. You may still be very intelligent when it comes to work or things like that, but when it’s time to relax, you find it so easy to put those thoughts that you simply do not need away.
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It didn’t help that the brunette hunk was depressed over his situation and feeling pretty useless, which Tucker hated to see. Tucker soon recognized he needed to help his husband find a renewed purpose in life. ‘If only I could help feel that tasks like cleaning and yardwork were enjoyable and fulfilling – help get him off his but and active. Maybe working out more again too. If he could find purpose in such activities, it would help lift his mood and help me stay focused on work now that I can do it from home. And perhaps we can find some other ways he’d enjoy being of service.’ With those thoughts in mind, Tucker began to look into ways to reprogram his husband into enjoying being more productive.
Tucker was almost caught a couple times wearing the ear plugs. “TUCKER! Didn’t you hear me calling?” his husband once stormed in, Tucker discretely taking out one of the plugs as he turned to pause the music. “I guess I was just zoning out to the music.” “Yeah, what is that anyway? I’ve been zoning out a lot to it too,” he stated as he began to unconsciously strip off his clothes. “Just something I found online that’s supposed to help me focus on work.” “Babe, you’re working too hard. Let me focus on you for a bit. Would love to get to serve your cock under that desk.” This wasn’t exactly what Tucker had in mind, but he wasn’t about to stop his eager partner!