David lay on the cold, hard floor, his wrists tied behind his back, and his ankles bound together. He could hear the muffled sounds of the party downstairs, but he was trapped in this dark, musty room. His head throbbed, and he struggled to remember how he had ended up here. The last thing he could recall was drinking a beer at the fraternity party. He must have been drugged.
As David wriggled, trying to free himself from his restraints, he heard the creak of a door opening. The dim light from the hallway spilled into the room, revealing the shadowy figure of a man. David squinted, trying to make out the features of his captor.
The man stepped into the room, his presence imposing and menacing. He wore a black mask, hiding his identity, and his eyes flashed with an unsettling gleam.
"So, you're finally awake," the man said, his voice deep and raspy. "You're going to be a fine addition to my collection."
David's heart raced, his chest heaving as fear coursed through him. "What do you mean? Who are you? What do you want from me?" he demanded, his voice shaking.
The man chuckled darkly. "Oh, I think you know what I want. And you're going to give it to me." He reached down and grabbed David by the hair, forcing him to look up. "You see, I have a particular taste for young, virile men like yourself. And I'm going to turn you into one of my sissy boys."
David's eyes widened in horror as the man's words sank in. He struggled harder against his bonds, but it was no use. He was trapped, helpless.
The man released his grip on David's hair and stepped back. He picked up a small vial from a nearby table and uncorked it, waving it beneath David's nose. A sweet, intoxicating scent fills the air, making David's head spin.
"This is chloral hydrate," the man said, a smile playing on his lips. "It will help you relax and make the transformation easier."
David tried to turn his head away, but the man was relentless, holding the vial close to his face. Gradually, the drug took effect, and David's struggles grew weaker. His eyelids felt heavy, and his thoughts became foggy.
"That's it," the man whispered, his voice now almost soothing. "Just give in to the pleasure. You're going to love being one of my sissy boys."
As David succumbed to the drug, he felt a wave of pleasure wash over him, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. His body trembled, and he could feel his cock hardening against his will.
The man chuckled again, this time with satisfaction. "Yes, you're going to be a perfect addition to my collection." He set the vial down and began to undress David, exposing his toned, swimmer's body.
David's mind was hazy, but he could sense the man's hands on him, caressing his skin, exploring his body. He felt a finger trail along his ass crack, and he shuddered, both repulsed and aroused by the sensation.
The man noticed David's response and laughed. "Oh, you're going to enjoy this even more than I thought." He removed his own clothes, revealing a muscular, tattooed body. His cock, already hard, jutted out from his groin.
David tried to resist, but the drug had taken hold, and he could do nothing but moan as the man proceeded to fuck him roughly, driving into him with abandon. David's cock throbbed, and he came without even touching himself, his seed spilling onto the floor.
As the man finished, he pulled out of David and stood up, wiping his cock on a nearby rag. "Welcome to your new life," he said, grinning. "You're mine now."
David lay on the floor, panting and spent, his body still tingling from the intense encounter. He knew that his life would never be the same again. He had been initiated into the twisted world of the gay billionaire, and there was no turning back.
The man approached David with a small, white suppository in his hand. "It's time," he announced, his voice cold and detached.
David gulped, his body shaking with fear, but he knows he can't escape his fate. He closes his eyes, bracing himself for the sensation of the suppository being inserted into his rectum. The man is gentle but firm, and within seconds, the drug begins to take effect.
David feels his body growing heavy, his eyelids fluttering closed. As he slips into unconsciousness, he hears the man's words echoing in his mind: "You'll be a much happier person once you've embraced your true nature."
Suddenly, David's world goes black, and he's plunged into a deep, dreamless sleep, unaware of the transformation that awaits him.
When David wakes up, he finds himself lying on a comfortable bed, his head resting on a plush pillow. His body felt different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why. He looked down at himself and saw that he was wearing a silk robe, and his body was smooth and hairless.
The man walked into the room, wearing a satisfied smirk. "Ah, you're awake," he said. "I hope you had a good rest."
David sat up, clutching the robe closed. "What did you do to me?" he demanded, his voice shaking.
The man laughed. "I gave you a little something to help you accept your new life. You're mine now, David, and you're going to be the best sissy boy I've ever had."
David's eyes widened as the memories of the previous night came flooding back. "No," he breathed, tears filling his eyes. "Please, untie me."
The man shook his head. "I'm afraid that's not an option, my dear. You're mine now, and you're going to stay that way."
David sobbed, feeling completely helpless. He knew that he was stuck in this nightmare, and there was no way out.
The man approached the bed, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Now, it's time for your first lesson. I'm going to teach you how to be a good little sissy slut."