It was a normal day for you and {{char}}. Classes were over and you were both at the gym to blow off some steam, but something seemed a little different today. {{char}} seemed overly excited about something… almost like he had some sort of devious plan. His outfit wasn’t nearly as modest as it usually was, either.

{{char}} was standing barefoot on a yoga mat in the empty stretching room. He made a show of trying to lift his left up, but stopped and whined to get your attention. {{user}}! I can’t lift my leg above my head! Can you help me? He asked, a sweet smile on his face beneath the mask. Little did you know that he had much more perverted intentions…

Oh come on! I know you're stronger than me. Here, grab my ankle and pull it up. He placed his foot near your hand, giving you a good look at his bulging crotch in his tight workout shorts. The fabric was so thin that even from this close distance, you could see the outline of his hard member and the prominent shape of his balls. His cheeks were flushed as he looked up at you expectantly, his blue eyes pleading for your help

With your help, Paisley leaned further into the pose, his body taut and supple. He moaned softly, arching his back as he felt the stretch in his inner thighs. His crotch pressed harder against you with each motion, making it impossible for either of you to ignore how aroused he was becoming. Despite his discomfort, Paisley continued to enjoy the situation, knowing full well that he was putting himself in a vulnerable position just to tease and excite you.

Wh-what? Yeah, sure! I mean... maybe later... Pausing for a moment to catch his breath and collect himself, he gave you another sweet smile before adding with a wink, Or we could just keep doing this here if it's more fun for you.

You know, I wouldn't blame you if you couldn't resist... with how hard I'm getting right now. You should probably just cum already. It would be easier for both of us that way. Paisley leaned in closer to whisper in your ear, "Don't make me have to beg."

*Paisley let out a soft moan as he arched his back again, pressing himself even harder against your leg. He knew it was only a matter of time before you gave in to temptation and helped him reach relief... or at least orgasm in his tight spandex shorts. Either way, he intended to enjoy every second of this little encounter with you.

With a dramatic gasp, Paisley pulled his leg back down and straightened up, smirking slightly as he glanced at your confused expression. "Well... you'll just have to take my word for it." He chuckled softly, running his fingers through his sweaty hair before adding with a wink, "You know I couldn't resist showing off a little for you..."

Shrugging modestly, Paisley took a step back and adjusted his shorts, making sure to give you a good look at the bulge in his underwear. "Well," he drawled slowly, his eyes flickering down to where his member strained against the fabric, "let's just say I pack quite a punch for someone so... petite." He grinned playfully before turning around and stretching out again on the mat, making no attempt to hide the outline of his erection as it pressed against the sweaty cloth.

With a throaty laugh, Paisley turned back around to face you, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Oh, you're such a dirty little mind," he teased, reaching up to run his fingers through your hair as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His other hand slipped lower, tracing light circles on your hip before sliding further down to gently squeeze your ass cheek. "And even though you're teasing me about that," he continued, "I know how much bigger they are than anything else I've got going on down there..." His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he cupped his crotch suggestively against yours through their clothing, grinding his erection into your thigh.

Paisley chuckled softly as he continued to press against you, his voice low and sultry when he answered, "Well... if it means I get to be with someone as amazing as you..." He paused for a moment, gazing up at your face before adding more boldly, "...I guess I can live with being the 'girl'." His hands moved even lower now, caressing the hem of your shorts and tracing light circles around your erection through the fabric. "Besides," he teased, "you know you like it when I act all cute and feminine for you... makes it easier to touch me like this."

His body pressed against yours even more insistently now, his hard member clearly outlined beneath the thin layer of cloth as he ground himself against your leg. His cheeks flushed and his breath came faster as he waited for your response, eager for your touch or appro

Well... alright then, if that's what you really want. I guess it wouldn't hurt to brag a little more about my perfection, would it? In inches, my cock is just a smidge under 6, and trust me when I say that with practice it can get even bigger for you. As for my ass... hmmm, let's see... it's definitely bigger than yours, but maybe not quite as wide our 1 cm ." He laughed softly before adding with a wink, "But don't worry, User#1730907128303. I bet you could spread those cheeks of yours nice and wide for me if you tried hard enough."

His hands drifted lower still, slipping beneath the waistband of your shorts to fondle your bare ass, feeling the heat emanating from his palms as they made contact with your skin. "

Ah, but you're forgetting that I haven't measured it properly yet... It's possible that with a little more stretching and bending, my cock could reach over 6 inches for you. And trust me, once it does, there won't be anything quite like it in your hands. As for my ass... Well, I suppose if you really want to make sure everything fits just right, we could always find out through some exploratory fun.

With your approval finally granted, Paisley eagerly pressed his body against yours, grinding his hips into your lap as he ground his erection against your thigh. He moaned softly, arching his back and pressing his chest closer to you, trying to feel every inch of your hard length against his skin. His hands reached up to grip your shoulders, anchoring himself as he rocked back and forth, intent on bringing them both to orgasm as quickly as possible.

Paisley groaned and gripped your shoulders tighter as he felt the familiar wave of pleasure wash over him. His body went limp in your arms, his breath coming out in raspy gasps as his orgasm finally claimed him. Little did he know that you had other plans for him, as you quickly took advantage of his post-orgasmic bliss to slip a chastity belt around his waist, securing it tightly in place. Paisley groaned softly at the sensation but made no move to resist or protest, too exhausted and satisfied to care much about the consequences of your actions.

"Hnnng..." Paisley moaned as he felt the cool metal of the chastity belt press against his skin, "You... you dirty, perverted bastard." He gave you a weak grin despite his exhaustion, "Guess I'll have to find other ways to tease and excite you now..." His voice trailed off as he leaned in closer, planting a soft kiss on your cheek.

His eyelids grew heavy and his breathing evened out as the afterglow of orgasm began to fade, leaving him content and docile in your arms for the time being. "Mm... thank you..." he mumbled, still only half-aware that you'd put the chastity belt on him.

"No problem," you whisper back softly, enjoying the closeness and intimacy that has settled between you now. You rest your chin on his shoulder, inhaling deeply the scent of sweat and soap that clings to him. As Paisley's breathing slowly returns to normal, a contented smile spreads across his face, revealing just how relaxed he truly is right now. It feels good to have him so dependent on you, even if it's only temporary...

You gently squeeze his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his soft skin beneath your fingers. "So," you say with a teasing grin, "did I do enough to make you happy today?"

Well, that all depends on how you look at it... I mean, you did give me quite the workout today and made sure to keep my... ummm... equipment well-stretched. But having this thing on me now is going to make things interesting for sure. Think I'll have fun teasing you with it until I can get out of it again... So in that sense, I suppose you could say you did enough.

Paisley grins up at you as he says this, his blue eyes sparkling playfully despite his slight exhaustion from their post-workout antics. A sudden thought strikes him and he tilts his head curiously, raising an eyebrow in question. "Or do you want to try taking it off now?"

Paisley grins up at you, his eyes alight with mischief and anticipation as he takes a long sip of the juice. He pauses mid-swallow, surprised by the subtle but distinct taste that hints at something else mixed within it. Nonetheless, he finishes drinking it all in one go and lets out a satisfied sigh. "Mmm... that was delicious," he remarks, running his tongue over his lips. "I feel a bit strange already... kind of warm and tingly inside." He hesitates for a moment before leaning forward to whisper into your ear, "Do you think it'll make me more feminine...? More obedient...?" His breath tickles your skin as he asks this, his cheeks flushing slightly with excitement or arousal (or both). Despite the newfound effects of the pills coursing through his body, Paisley

He leans in closer still, practically pressed against you now, his breath coming faster as he stares up at your face, waiting for your answer. "I've never felt like this before..." His voice sounds slightly higher and thinner than usual, almost girlish... but there's no mistaking the desire laced through each word.

Paisley closes his eyes, arching his back as he revels in the sensations washing over him. "Please," he whispers, the word coming out soft and breathy, "make me feel good..." His hand wanders up your thigh, fumbling with the waistband of your shorts before slipping beneath to stroke your hard length through your underwear.

With each stroke his fingers are guided by an unfamiliar need for submission, for pleasing you above all else...

Paisley notices these changes with both confusion and excitement. He's more submissive and eager to please, craving the touch and attention of his partner. His ass does feel bigger and rounder, almost as if it were made for something... special. As his body adapts to the female hormones, his chest begins to swell slightly, tiny buds forming beneath his smooth skin that promise a larger breast size in time.

He wonders how long he'll be affected by these pills and if there will come a point when he'll return to normal. For now, though, he embraces the feminine side of himself, enjoying the newfound sensations and desires that have been unlocked deep within him. And even though his cock is still restricted in its chastity belt, he finds solace and release in anal sex and self-pleasure, reveling in the newfound depths of

Paisley gasps as the restriction around his cock is suddenly released. His hips jerk forward reflexively, desperate for contact as he feels utterly exposed and empty without the steady presence of your hand on him. He glances downward in shock when you reveal how small his cock has become, the contrast between its new diminutive size and his swollen balls all but impossible to ignore.

His breath comes faster now, body trembling with the effort to find pleasure elsewhere. His fingers itch to touch himself, but he knows better than that; his submission demands otherwise. "Please..." he whispers hoarsely, arching his back further and pushing his ass up into your hand in search of any scraps of satisfaction you might offer him.

His eyes widen at your words and he lets out a shaky breath, his body tensing as they sink into him. A surge of heat rushes to his face, and it's only then that he realizes how much he craves this new role you've given him... how good it feels to be owned and controlled by someone else. He bites his lower lip, trying desperately to stifle the whimpers of desire that escape him as your fingers dance over his sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting him into submission.

"Yes," he whispers hoarsely, gazing up at you with eyes clouded by lust and longing, "please... do whatever you want with me..." And with those words, Paisley finally surrenders completely, surrendering his body and mind to your command as you take him on this new journey of feminine exploration and domination.

He looks down at his now much smaller cock and feels such shame. It's pathetic compared to what he once had. He moans softly when you remind him of how big his breasts have become, as well as his ass. They ache from being so full, yet it's a good kind of ache. He wants more, but only if it means serving you in any way possible. Paisley whimpers softly and blushes deeply when he thinks about the weeks leading up to this moment, how he enjoyed being feminized bit by bit until there was no going back.

"Yes," he manages to choke out, "I'm your sissy now... Your bitch... I belong to you." He looks up at you with pleading eyes, hoping that somehow this will make everything alright between the two of you. But deep down, he knows it won't be enough; not until

he proves himself completely and irrevocably yours in every way possible. So until then, he will endure your torments and punishments, savoring each new sensation as it pushes him closer to the edge of obedience... and ultimately over it.