Note: story contains rough sex, dominance, and violent themes.
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I've always been the type of man into really feminine boys. I like skinny little twinks who want to be fucked and roughed up by a real man. Nothing makes me harder than a pussyboy begging to ride my hard cock and moaning "Daddy" as I slide in and out of his tight hole.
I'm 6'-2", solid muscle and proud of it. Little fag bitches go weak when they see how big my arms are and picture how hard I could fuck them. When I finally get them on their knees and my hard 9" thick cock is in front of their mouth they can't do anything but moan. Being called "Daddy" is newer but that's only because I've started to go salt and pepper. I had no idea that would make boys want me even more.
I like my boys to be fully submissive and obey every word I say. If they don't I slap them hard until they listen or until the leave. I love forcing a boy to my will. Making them do as I say or taking my cock when they fight me. And they either fight me and love it or leave. But none of them have left yet. It doesn't take long until they are my slave boys completely obsessed with pleasing me and my huge cock. My newest boy is the prettiest pussyboy I've ever fucked. Skinny but with a round bubble butt I could fuck for days. Bright blue eyes, sandy hair, and willing to do anything I say. His only fault is his clit (pussyboys don't have cocks) is pretty big at 8". I rarely touch it but it's usually rock hard when I enter a room. Sometimes I let him jerk off after I breed his hole but often I only let him get off from my cock. If he can't cum hands free he doesn't cum.
Only evening I had a friend over with his boy while watching the game. We had both our boys naked and sitting on the floor. Each one was rock hard but knew better than to touch their clits. I ordered them to get us new beers and they hopped up, hard as rocks and went to obey.
My friend leans over to whisper "Damn those boys are pretty. But honestly I hate those big hard clits. I wish my boy just had a real cunt, ya know?"
"Haha what?" I laughed.
"I'm serious, I think my boy would be perfect with a nice smooth cunt instead of that damn boy-clit. Think how hot he'd be with a tight set of lips to fuck instead!"
They boys came back in and as I watched them walk I pictured my pussyboy with a real pussy. And I realized I was getting hard.
The game ended and my friend took off. I bent my boy over, spit on his hole and fucked him in the living room. My hard cock slid in and out as he moaned like a bitch in heat. He begged for it harder and as I started to slam him I realized I was thinking about him with a real cunt and my cocks spreading his lips open as he begged for more. I came so hard that I was out of breath. He started begging to cum but I didn't want that. I wanted him to cum just from my cock.
"No you little bitch. If you can't cum just from my cock in you, you can't cum at all."
I could see the frustration in his eyes and how hard his clit was. He was dying for release. But like a good little slave he said "yes Daddy."
The next few weeks I couldn't think about anything else but my pretty little pussyboy with a real twat. A nice set of lips to fuck instead of his clit hanging there rock hard and useless. It's the only thought that got me off. Try as he might the poor little bitch couldn't cum hands free. I wanted that so bad. To watch him get off just from my cock. Just from a real man fucking him.
One night at a bar with my friend I confessed to him that since he brought it up it's all I can think about. How I picture my boy with a cunt and part of me wishes he had a real one.
"Haha fuck man! I've been waiting for you to say that. I actually know a way to make that happen!"
"Haha bullshit man, that's not possible."
"No really, it is. I heard from a guy who heard from a guy about this potion. You drink it and whatever you say about yourself comes true. 'Wish I had a bigger cock' bam! Your cock gets bigger. 'My eyes are blue,' Bam! Blue eyes."
".....my cock is a cunt...?"
"Bam. He's got a fresh new pussy."
My head was reeling. Could this be possible? Could I get my real boy pussy like I wanted?
"But what if he doesn't want it?"
"Haha best part, they don't have to mean it, they just got to say it. It's the words that matter not what they want! Even something jokingly said can change them."
"There's gotta be a catch."
"Yeah there kinda is. I'm not exactly sure how the rules work but they gotta use it before the potion wears off otherwise they can just change it back. But using it makes it stay. I learned that the hard way..."
"What do you mean?"
"Why do you think Philip is gone? I tried it on him. It was so fucking hot. His cock just shrank, smaller and smaller. Then his lips formed and he had this tight little pussy. I couldn't hold back. I was so turned on and started fucking him so hard. I could tell he was getting close. Seeing him moan as I fucked his cunt was too much. I blew my load before he did. He looked down, screamed, said he wanted his cock back and then it just sorta grew back. Then he left. But fuck! If I'd just have gotten him to cum from his cunt it would have stayed."
"That's all I gotta do to make him my pussyboy forever? Make him cum from his pussy...?"
"That's it. And there's no going back for him. He'd have a cunt forever."
I knew exactly how I'd make him my pussyboy. He'd have no chance to change his mind.
My friend got me the potion and I had everything planned out and ready. I told my boy to go get ready because I was going to use his cunt like never before. While he was busy I made us each a drink. I up-ended the small vial over his drink and the clear liquid mixed into his drink as though nothing was there. I went to wait in the bedroom. He came in looking so damn hot. Bubble butt bouncing, licking his lips as he looked at my stiffening cock. I looked at his hard clit and smiled, knowing it was the last time he would ever see it. I handed him the drink and told him to down it. Took him two tries but it was gone. I didn't even sip mine.
"On your knees boy."
He dropped without hesitation and started at my hard cock in his face. I brought it just short of his lips and he started to open his mouth. I reached down and slapped him firmly, but not hard.
"No boy. You don't do anything tonight unless I tell you to. Got that? You will only do exactly what I tell you, when I tell you. And you will only say what I tell you to say. Understand bitch boy?"
"Yes Daddy!"
"Do not touch your cock at all. If you even reach for it we are done. No fucking at all and you don't get my load. Got it boy?"
"Yes Daddy, I won't!"
"Good girl," I laughed.
"Thanks Daddy," he said mechanically, which only made me laugh harder.