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Molded like Clay Part 04
🕑 Added 2021-03-02 20:27:51 +0000 UTC“I take it didn’t go well…” Jeff looked down at Ty.
Ty let out a long sigh as he hit the back of his head against the door. “Even worse. Whoever’s got it is still using it. Sick fuck. Davis said all I had to do was apologize, but I couldn’t. I heard someone whisper in my ear that I couldn’t lie anymore and then he started playing with my asshole. Damn it!” he slammed his fist against the door in anger. However, the worry in Jeff’s eyes made it dwindle away. “Wh-what?”
“It can’t be…”
“What can’t be?”
Jeff cringed. He quickly darted back to his desk and searched for a notebook. “This isn’t good. If they’re casting spells on you still, then we need to get back that doll. Now.”
“They were already casting spells on me…” Ty stood up slowly. He couldn’t believe what was going on. “Last night time stopped around and I finished all over a girl’s face.” A bit of an uncomfortable laugh escaped him. Thinking about the situation he could see how it was a bit funny but the concern in the way Jeff was flipping through his notebooks made him all the more worried.
“No it didn’t.” Jeff stopped everything. He just denied the reality.
“Uhh… Yeah it did,” Ty snapped back. “She was thinking that I finished in like 2 seconds. And I don’t have a fucking hair trigger.”
Jeff spun around. “No it didn’t. Tell me it didn’t.”
“But it did,” Ty repeated. “And I can’t lie either.”
“Wait… What?” Concern filled every bit of Jeff’s face.
“I heard it in my ear. A little whisper like someone was right next to it. He said I can’t lie anymore, so I actually have to want to apologize to do so.”
“Fuck,” Jeff’s face sunk low. “We have to get that doll back. Right now!”
“What do you think--”
“No you fucking moron! This is even worse. You know how you cast a time stop spell with a specific target in mind?” Ty shook his head no. “You have to be in eye sight with them!”
“So--?”
“Do you know how to cast a truth spell?” Again Ty shook his head no. “You have to maintain face to face contact for at least 10 minutes. Have you done that with anyone recently?” His anger was starting to show through.
For the third time Ty shook his head no. His mouth was hanging open as he tried to rationalize what his roommate was telling him. “What--”
“It means that doll is you! It means whoever’s got their hands on the doll technically have their hands on you! FUCK!” Jeff shouted. He was pacing back and forth in the small room.
“But--”
Jeff grabbed Ty by the arms. “You don’t fucking get it do you? So I’m going to explain it as simply as I can, magic is incredibly powerful. To do stronger spells on specific people you need more powerful components. It’s why I needed your DNA to be able to create the damn thing in the first place. But, if they have you. All of you. They can do pretty much whatever the fuck they want. Got it?”
Ty stared blankly for a second. “Then we have to go to a teacher. We have to tell someone.”
‘You tell and I make your life miserable,’ a voice whispered in his ear.
“What?” Ty asked the ether.
Jeff leaned forward, “What?”
“He said that-- Oh gawd...” Ty moaned. It was somewhere between pleasure and pain. He let out a loud burp as his stomach started to feel full. “Oh god damn,” his hands started to rub at his stomach. It was the current source of the experience. “I don’t feel so good…” he sat down on his bed and breathed.
It was like he’d just finished off a large pizza and several cans of beer. Almost like gas was building up inside him. Filling the inside of his stomach. He rubbed at it. That was the only thing that seemed to make the discomfort he was feeling lessen. And the more he did it, it almost started to feel good.
Ty’s hands went under his shirt feeling those abs he’d been working so hard on maintaining. “What the…” he groaned as they didn’t feel as they didn’t feel nearly as defined. “Oh fuck…” it was somewhere between pleasure and pain as it felt like he was being filled with even more food. His stomach lurched forward completely getting rid of whatever remained of his abs.
He teetered on his back as his hands kept rubbing the sensitive growing belly. His rough hands ran over the skin sending an almost ticklish sensation through his body. His back arched and an even bigger belly spilled out from underneath his shirt. Ty was never one to over eat, but right now it was all he could think about. Even as his stomach felt fuller than it had ever been, he was still thinking about eating a full on steak or munching on some donuts when he’d get the chance.
His mouth watered at the sensation. It felt so good. The more his belly grew, the harder it was to think about anything else. His shirt flipped up over the large round mound of flesh. Fat was filling out through out the rest of his body making his clothes fit even tighter. He rolled back and forth like a turtle on his back as a hand ran down his pants. “So gooooood…”
“TY!” Jeff shouted. It was just enough to bring the other man out of his sexual haze.
Ty looked around. His dick was still hard but he realized what was going on around him. “Oh fuck…” he looked at the large belly sticking up in the air in front of him. It was a hard round mound of flesh and fat. “Oh God! Why am I so fat?” The question was supposed to be an insult but his dick popped up in excitement. He groaned as blood quickly rushed there.
“It’s the doll…” Jeff said.
“Fuck,” Ty cursed. He rocked back and forth just barely being able to get back off the bed. His shirt tore down the back, unable to hold his new girth. Each step was a chore as he waddled over to the mirror. “Why..?” he was about to cry as he saw what he looked like. His squarish jaw and thin waste were completely covered in fat. There was clearly some muscle in his arms but any definition was long gone. And then there was his ass. It was unbelievably massive. Two large globes.
A finger pressed against his back and Ty nearly toppled over. His hands caught the wall while his ass stuck far out behind him. There was a laugh in his ear as he felt a small body press up against him. ‘Who’s the fag now?’ it asked. One of his fingers slid through his butt checks and pressed gently against his asshole. That rarely touched place was so sensitive.
Ty’s body jerked at the sensation. He couldn’t stop himself. The mixture of pleasure and discomfort running through his entire body just sent off different signals and he couldn’t stop himself as he released onto the mirror in front of him. Each thrust he let out a mighty grunt until the pleasure finally subsided.
“Fuck…” he balled his hands up into fists and banged against the wall.
‘Don’t tell anyone,’ the voice whispered again. Instantly his body started to lose the fat again. All the extra weight was rapidly pulling in on him and he could feel the sluggish feeling go away. He flexed his arms watching the definition fill out again. Looking down, there was no longer the massive belly hanging out from him but the firm abs.
Ty turned around and looked over Jeff. The other man looked up at him. “You’re bigger…” his mouth hung open. Ty had grown at least another inch or two and looked a good 10 to 15 pounds heavier.
“Now what?” he asked back. It was a simple deflection to keep himself from admitting that he enjoyed the compliment. But his body betrayed his mood.
“We have to find that doll…”
Comments
Hugh Michelsen
Me too! I hadn’t read the last 3 until now and I’m glad I waited. Reading them all in a row was great. Hot setup. I like the loss of control and the slow realization of it. Ty doesn’t quite seem to grasp how much shit he’s in until this part, which is great.
Glad to hear it! Mysteries are always so hard to do.... 😅😅
Henry Cavanaugh
I've been really enjoying this series, can't wait to see what happens next and who is responsible!
