Washing Up - Chapter 5
Kotei Blaise
(MC, MM, GR, MD, SM)
James shifted in his chair as he was getting used to his new bulk when Adam walked into the apartment. Before a few nights ago, he was decently muscled, but now he confidently considered himself a stud. He stood tall and walked with an aura that demanded respect. Adam hadn't said a peep since that night.
It had been a couple of days since the Halloween party at the club where he met Stephan and things have since changed for the better. His Karen neighbor hasn't uttered a peep to him. His other neighbors, who still harbor a grudge against Adam, greet him genially. They give James a smile but give Adam a glare. One neighbor said the quiet part out loud and asked how he felt about Adam.
James laughed it off and said, "He's not too bad. He's got some growing up to do."
His neighbor laughed and Adam's face went beet red with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.
Adam paid both their fines and James made him apologize to the apartment management. However, both were still one strike away from being kicked out. On their way out from speaking with the apartment managers, James was asked to stay behind.
"Wait for me by the door." James instructed Adam.
Adam left the office after nodding. He still wasn't speaking to James.
"This isn't the first time we've had good and bad tenants rooming together," one said. "But due to the severity and frequency of the noise complaints and the fact that we cannot truly know who is to blame, I recommend that you get a camera to defend yourself. If your roommate causes any more noise complaints, you'll be able to argue that it wasn't you, and maybe we can remove him and not you."
"Thank you," James began, "I think that Adam will be on his way out soon. He and I have discussed me taking over his share of the rent until I find a new roommate."
Well, we haven't, but they don't need to know all the details.
The idea of Adam leaving brought a slight smile from the two managers.
"If that's the case, please have him sign this form." The second manager told James after rifling through a cabinet. "This will remove him from the lease and make you the main tenant. If he starts being loud again, you can kick him out."
"You must really dislike him," James said with a chuckle.
"Sorry, can't confirm or deny for professional reasons," The manager who gave James the form said with a wink. James winked back and thanked whoever was listening for the exact thing he needed to tie up loose ends. He told Adam to follow him to the elevator.
As they waited in the elevator, James' cock hardened at the thought of the soap in his room. Adam would never inconvenience him ever again. He'd be the perfect roommate.
When James got back to the apartment, Adam tried to go to his room, but he pushed the form and a pen into Adam's chest.
"Sign." He commanded.
Adam looked over the form and his face reddened before he calmed himself down.
"Look, I know I fucked up," Adam began, speaking for the first time to James directly in days, "but is this really necessary? I've thrown out all my alcohol and you have the speakers."
"I'm not getting kicked out of a good apartment because of you. You have no more chances. You're on strike two. One more, and you're out. If you step a foot out of line, I'll kick you out. If I don't, the management will. You have no friends in this building, and no one who knows you here will back you up. You have no money, you can't afford to go anywhere else, and a friend would've taken you in by now. Sign the fucking paper!"
Adam would have crawled into the cushion of the chair James pushed him down into if he was able to, but he sat there.
"Sign!" James commanded. Before, James would never have been able to command anyone to do anything, but since that night with Stephan, he expected others to obey him. The look he gave Adam conveyed their new relationship. James was in charge, and Adam would listen.
Adam signed the paper.
"Happy?" Adam asked and threw the pen across the room.
"Happy?" James repeated. "Happy? I'd be happy to have a roommate that isn't a little brat who thinks everyone owes him everything. I'd be happy if I could enjoy coming home and being able to relax. You have been the worst person that I've ever met. That is going to change though. Get in the shower."
Adam shrank back as James stood up. James made to move towards him, but Adam got up and did as he was told. James went to his room where a vial of the soap was hidden.
James reminisced about the night his life changed.
After celebrating his new job with Stephan, Stephan gave James more information. With the caramel-skinned boi's mouth still wrapped around his thick cock, James listened to Stephan.
"I'm giving you two vials. The one I used on you was special. These are from the older batch. You'll need to give me the specifics of what you want changed about your target. That'll be the pink vial. The light-blue vial is the one that allows you to make any mental changes. You put that on your dick while they suck you off. Once you cum, their brain associates pleasure with the changes, and they accept everything you've told them."
"I see." James said. "Are there any limits?"
"No. Just don't make them do anything too crazy, like make them think they're Elvis or something."
James came back to reality and grabbed the two vials. When he entered the bathroom, he saw Adam standing there. He took one more look at Adam before telling him to strip. Adam wasted no time. As Adam took his clothes off, he got a good look at the pain in the ass that was his roommate.
He wasn't bad looking. A little too skinny for his liking, except for his ass. Freckles roamed across his body, even leading down to a surprisingly sizable dick.
"Cute," James began. "Get in the shower and turn on the water."
"Why?"
"Because I said so."
"I don't understand this, Jamie!"
"James. My name is James!"
"Sorry, James. I don't understand this. Why are you acting this way?"
"You don't need to understand anything. You just need to listen and do what I say."
"You're scaring me."
It was true. Adam was shaking as James loomed over him.
"The longer you stand there, the longer you're going to be scared," James said. "I'm trying to give you something pleasurable, something that'll make our new relationship much more enjoyable for both of us. It'll also be a way for you to repay me for the past noise fines."
"What is it?" Adam asked.
"This soap is going to make you feel good. I'm going to record you and sell it to make the money back that you owe me for past fines. If you do a good enough job, I'll get you more of it."
"Oh." Adam paused but then perked up a little. "Why didn't you say that?"
"I didn't want to speak to you any more than I needed to. That was my mistake in not communicating effectively. Just take this soap and start playing with yourself."
James handed the soap to Adam and the redheaded man stepped into the shower. James propped his phone against the wall and started recording.
Adam turned on the water and let it warm before fully stepping under the spray. He unstopped the vial and started lathering the soap over his pale body. James' breath hitched as Adam began moaning. His cock grew in his shorts. Knowing he'd need to save everything for the final step, he resisted the urge to enjoy himself.
Despite the small amount given to him, the foaming seemed to never end. Adam's form was soon enveloped in a pink froth. His hands traveled over his body. He was unable to choose between tweaking his nipples and fingering himself. Adam soon found a rhythm that seemed to give him the touch he sought.
As he enjoyed the sensation of the soaps effects, his body began changing unbeknownst to him. His pale skin darkened to a light caramel. His pink nipples darkened to a milk-chocolate brown. His once sizeable cock shrunk to match his now shrinking form. The moans emanating from Adam rose in pitch as his self-pleasuring increased in ferocity. His ass expanded, leaving him with lush and round cheeks ready to be fucked. James, much to his pleasure, saw that the freckles were still present. He looked forward to following the trail of freckles with his tongue in the near future.
His hair, once a fauxhawk, grew out to be a shaggy tussle of chocolate brown hair. He looked at James leaning against the door as he became more aware of the world around him again. He was coming down from the high of the transformation. James left to prepare the bed, where he would seal Adam's fate, but not before looking into Adam's now bright green eyes.
