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This is the finish of a set of stories I started once before. If you have questions, comments or even complaints please email me at [email protected] This work is intended for a mature audience, it will contain big words, strong sexual themes, exploits and well, it will get rather explicit basically. If you are one to be offended by transgender themed erotica, don't read this. = -=- = Gavin Mason looked the casino's poor excuse for a bar, full of people who had come to Vegas to try their luck against stacked odds. From happy to depressingly sad to the well dressed to the not so well dressed. Gavin shifted uncomfortably on his bar stool, sipping at his drink. He was not here to enjoy the atmosphere, he was here to hunt. All the males in the room glowed for him, and the color told him what he needed to know. From dark blue for the manliest of men, to shades of pink for the less manly and various colors in between he was able to spot his prey. Tonight he was not hunting one or two, but four dark blue. That was the only way he could think about it without being wracked by guilt. He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to listen to the horrible music, smell the stale beer and cigarettes, or listen to the noise coming from the Casino proper. He had no choice, she forced him to hunt. The best and worst part of it all was his wife had come up with this method with their... captor. It was effective in keeping his sanity atleast. He waited for a while, ignoring the masses until it was just after midnight, he was preparing to leave when he saw them. Four young men, maybe thirty at the oldest walk in and not a one of them seemed happy. This was good. This was very good for him at least, not so much for them. He walked towards them, reaching out with the power he was given to hunt with. He could read just enough of their thoughts to know if they were good targets or not. He watched them for a moment. The oldest one, yes him, the young man with the goatee, Shaun. He seemed their leader and the one most likely to get the four into trouble and the least likely to get caught. He was in decent shape, an accountant back home in New York. He talked them into coming here. Gavin took a moment to see if they were married or had children, smiling when he realized all four were bachelors. He was forced to do this; he wasn't forced to be that cruel. Next to Shaun was Terry, his best friend andthe most sensible of the bunch. Red hair and freckled, he didn't look old enough to shave yet he was here to celebrate his impending thirty birthday. Across from them was Dave, a handsome black kid who almost played football professionally as a wide receiver but a bad knee injury reduced him to a court clerk. His greatest ambition now was to get laid. And next to him was the scrub. That's all Gavin could think of looking at Nick. A short, unkempt head of hair and a face that hadn't seen a razor in a week and clothes that didn't appear all that clean. This was Nick's "look". He worked at a local video store as the manager. Gavin had standards, he hated doing this to "good folks" in his book, and these four, with the exception of Terry were not to his standard of model humans. Terry's big error was hanging out with them. "Birds of a feather flock together" his mother always told him, and so it was their fate was sealed. Gavin knew what to do, what to say and how to lay out the bait then hook them just right. It was almost pathetically easy, but then he had help. Gavin was dressed in a very nice suit, and looked not a day over forty. Well groomed and not really a fit for a bar like this. Never the less, no one noticed him unless he wanted them too, and right now, he wanted to be noticed. He pulled out a chair and sat down at their table. The four almost jumped, they hadn't seen him until he was sitting with them. "Hello Gentleman, my name is Gavin Mason, and you boys seem to be in a spot of trouble," Gavin said casually with a light British accent and sipped at his drink. "Who the fuck are you?" asked Shaun. "My name is Gavin Mason, and I have proposition for you all," he replied. They looked at him for a minute and Dave spoke next. "We're not gay, so you can go troll somewhere else." Not quite what Gavin had anticipated. "Good, I'm not either. I just happened to be walking by and couldn't help but over here you boys are in need of money, I happen to have money to give away," Gavin said. Money always commanded attention. "We'll be fine, you keep your money mister," said Dave. He didn't like this one bit. Hell he didn't like being here. Too many weirdos in Vegas. "What a shame, well I'll find some other young men interested in a million dollars." And Gavin started to get up. That generally worked, and it did again. "Excuse me, a million?" Nick asked, sitting up a little straighter in his chair. "Yes, but you said you weren't interested," Gavin said, sitting back down. "We'll hear you out, but we ain't committing to nothing," said Shaun, but then Terry broke in, "Look man, I don't know what kind of idiots you take us for, but no one just hands off a million dollars, and..." Dave kicked him under the table. "At least listen to him, hell it'll be a good laugh." And with that they sat back and waited. "Very well, I am a student of human nature one could say I study people. specifically I like to test the power of the mind. All I ask is you come to this address," he said and reached into his pocket and produced a card. "And spend a few days at my mansion. I will explain it all and should you prove you have the will power to resist temptation you will walk away with tax free money. No tricks, no gimmicks, no harm, no foul. Be there tomorrow, at noon. The odds of walking away fabulously wealthy are far greater with me then in here," he said with a wave of his hand and with that he got up and walked away. "He's a serial killer," was Dave's reaction. "You said to let him speak, good job," Terry retorted. He didn't like this at all. "Obviously this is some crackpot's crazed game, how many stupid people can I get to show up at this..," he picked up the card, "location and feel like idiots." "Yeah, and then he kills them," Dave repeated. "Four of us? Are you crazy man, it's probably some lame ass hoax that get's put on the internet man," Nick replied. "Still, we should check out the address, if it's bogus, we leave. If it's a scam, we kick his ass." Shaun leaned forward looking at Nick. "I like it, that's got potential. If this guy is jerking us around, we'll kick his fucking ass man." There were nods all around, except for Terry. "Yeah, I don't think that's a great plan at all guys." Dave slapped him in the back of the head. "Don't be a pussy man, four us against him, it ain't like we got money, he heard us you were loud enough, whining we were almost out of money our first night here." And much to Dave's dismay they agreed to show up an hour early and get the scoop on this Mr. Mason fellow. So it was they found themselves standing before a large white brick wall about five miles out of town. Through a gate stood a very nice mansion, lush green grass and a large wooden fence that probably held a swimming pool. "Well I'll be damned," said Shaun, "this guy DOES have money. I suppose we should find out what the gig is." Nick looked around. "Wait, there is nothing out here, we're alone man, he's crazy and we're crazy for being here." Nick was right, they were out in the middle of nowhere. The taxi driver had gotten them there just after eleven forty. He didn't know where the place was either, it wasn't on the GPS and they only arrived by sheer luck. "Come on, a rich loaded guy like this isn't a killer, probably mental, but not dangerous," said Dave and he pushed open the gate. They walked in and made their way to the front door and waited, looking around for anything amiss, but it was perfect... too perfect for Terry's taste, but what could he do? At exactly noon the door opened, and Gavin welcomed them in. The house was nicer on the inside then the outside. "So what's the deal man, what's this test you were talking about?" asked Shaun as soon as the door shut. What indeed was this test? To understand the test, we have to go back about six months, to southern Peru and deep in the mountains where Professor Gavin Mason and his wife Sherry were looking for an ancient temple. Prof. Mason was once a well respected archeologist, and for much of the fifties and sixties he had been on the leading edge of studying the Mayan culture. But something happened that changed his life and his fortunes. His son Ulysses had been injured in a terrible accident. Just after his twenty second birthday an earthquake had struck in Iran, where he was following in his father's footsteps studying ancient Persia. A wall had fallen on him, and in 1968, the medical care that might have saved him was not available. He was returned to America where he stayed in a come for almost five years. Gavin and Sherry stopped everything to be with their son. When he awoke from his coma, he was a vegetable. He died a short while later, and the two of them years to recover. Gavin sunk himself into his work. Eventually he became obsessed with an obscure reference to a demon named Arajatta. He has found a piece of broken tablet with a small chip of ruby embedded in it that spoke of this creature that was dated towards the end of the Mayan civilization. They were getting old but his obsession was not deterred and forced her to follow him all over Peru looking for what he called "The Temple of Arajatta". He was convinced this was the source of the fall of the Mayans. His peers at first intrigued, soon realized he was chasing a myth, a story, a false legend, and began to mock him. What years they had left, instead of being spent traveling to parts of the world she wanted to go, and being invited to parties in famous places was instead spent chasing after a myth. And Sherry was most resentful of this. She never said a word, for Gavin was the most dutiful of Husbands, always so proper, but he was so obsessed with this! And it nearly drove her mad with rage and pity. But back to six months ago. The two of them were too old for this, nearly eighty, and still going as Gavin would say, they found a small remote village near the coast. It was there an old woman who claimed to be of Mayan decent told Gavin she knew the temple, and helped him find it through a guide. It was just a cave, behind a wall of vines. Sherry could read Ancient Mayan almost as well as Gavin, and what she saw on the walls scared her. Warnings, threats, curses... it was like nothing she had ever seen. Gavin perhaps, was on to something. At the mouth of the cave the old woman had stopped and refused to enter. Their guide Manuel laughed at the old woman and led them in. He didn't fear some old cave and was looking forward to the money promised him. He thought the two were crazy, coming out here at their age, but whatever, they had money and that was that. Inside the cave were long tunnels, and at the end of the longest was a massive stone door. The warnings on the door were even more ominous then those on the walls. Death, danger, evil. That was what was behind the door. Sherry begged that they leave, but Manuel couldn't move the door and thought perhaps dynamite would open it. Gavin however had ignored them all. He just stood there, for what seemed like forever, then he said, "Open." And the door opened. Sherry almost passed out when the door opened, she was ready to run. Manuel had soiled himself, but was frozen in place, a look of fear on his face. When Sherry tried to move, her legs, her traitorous legs lead her into the room. It was lit from within by a deep red glow, as if someone had lit a pool of blood. The floor was smooth sand, the room round, with statues all around. In the middle was a raised dais, and over it floating in the air was the source of the light. A brilliant Ruby the size of an ostrich egg shimmered and radiated. It was beautiful. As she walked forward she noted the others were drawn to it as well and all were entranced. The Ruby was slowly rotating, as it did she noted there was a flaw! A shattered side, a flaw that was horrible to look upon, for this gem was no ordinary gem. It pulsed with untold power. After a moment three red beams shot out from the ruby. Gavin could only watch in horror as his wife seemed to light on fire from the light then disappeared, her clothing falling to the floor. He cried out in horror, but was suddenly wracked by a terrible pain. He felt as if his body were being dismantled one atom at a time, then smashed back together again. He fell to his knees, and stopped, startled as he saw his hands. They were young again! What was happening? He realized the beam was no longer on him and he could move again. He stumbled towards where his wife once stood and picked up her clothes, tears in his eyes. Manuel screamed once, but not in pain, but... pleasure? Gavin looked over and watched Manuel's body gyrate obscenely before his eyes rolled back into his head, and suddenly he burst into flames, clothes and all. His charred bones fell to the floor with a clatter. Gavin was stupefied. "Yes, I'm sorry about that, but I needed his flesh," a woman's voice said. And Gavin looked to his right and fainted. As he came too, he was staring at the oddly lit ceiling of the room. It took a moment for him to regain his senses. He couldn't stop staring at his hands. He felt young and strong again. "I see you are back with us, very good," a sultry voiced said from behind him. Gavin looked again at the source of that voice and was able to maintain control. She was dark skinned, nearly nude except for some sheer silky material containing her ample bosom and over her waist. She was every bit the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life. Despite his best effort to not look, he could see every detail, and it caused him agony. Gavin Mason was a modest man by nature, and a cultured one. His friends he had over the course of his life considered him the biggest prude they had ever met. "Who, who are you?" he asked, looking away. "I am the one you seek Gavin, or had you not figured that out yet?" She laughed as she spoke. It was a laugh of supreme amusement. Gavin realized this... being was enjoying his pain. "Where is my wife? What have you done to her?" he asked. "Sherry is fine I assure you. I need an agent in your world, and you are perfect. So I shall keep her here." She walked over to the floating Ruby and patted it. "She's safe, young again like you, and her needs are seen too. As long as you do as I require, you'll be richly rewarded. If you don't... well I can change her living arrangements." Gavin didn't know how to respond. A million thoughts raced through his mind. "What are you? And why are you here?" he asked finally. "Very good questions, and as I need your help I suppose you are entitled to the truth." She walked, with a sway to her hips that made Gavin's knees weak. "I am Arajatta. And no, I am not a demon, a devil or any such non-sense like that." She hopped up onto the dais and crossed her legs. She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, as if reading his mind. "Yes, I am somewhat reading your thoughts." This caused Gavin to look up in shock. "Oh do stop that, you've spent years chasing down the legend, now here I am." Gavin looked over at the still smoldering pile of bones that was Manuel. "Yes, well, I AM sorry about that, I needed flesh to walk around here with you, and he was the least useful of the three of you. I am not proud of killing him, however he was a very bad man, so I did you a favor. He was considering how to take you for all your money, perhaps even kill you. Does that help at all?" she asked with a sly smile. Gavin frowned, he'd never seen someone murdered before. "Anyway, we could spend all day discussing Manuel's death and its moral implications, but I have more important things to discuss with you. I am the Princess Arajatta of the Kingdom of Copensia and I come from an alternate dimension from yours. One I might add that is far more technologically advanced then yours." Gavin was looking at her again, doing all he could to ignore the effects she had on his body. "I am rather attractive, aren't I? I'm glad you approve. Now, as to how I arrived here... well long story short as you would say, I was banished here." She uncrossed her legs, causing Gavin to look away, this merely made her laugh. "My you are a prude aren't you? I like that. I was sent here to suffer for trying to kill my mother and take over the kingdom. Oh, don't be so judgmental, you have no idea the monster my mother is," she said, not so much in annoyance but in amusement. "But... why here?" he asked. "Random chance I suppose. In my reality my form is not too terribly different, but my powers here are to be frankly honest, amazing. I can manipulate reality, I can change people, things... I can make you fabulously wealthy, or turn you into something horrible. It's quite amusing really." She got up and started to pace. "I require though power, and I get that power feeding off of human emotions. It is strange I know but the emotions radiate in a way my little crystal prison can absorb. It took me many centuries to realize this. The Mayan priests found my ruby and they came to worship it. I gained enough power to start to influence events and things were going well when they grew afraid of me. They locked me away and with the loss of my influence, they declined. So, yes, they killed themselves," She said. Gavin's mind was stuck, he had before him a source to answers he'd never thought possible to learn, an alien being was standing before him who could answer so much... yet he couldn't grasp this was really happening. "Why did they begin to fear me? Oh that's easy, I figured out the perfect emotion, and they didn't approve." She smiled and walked towards him, watching his eyes as he tried to avert his gaze from her. "I discovered that the sexual tension of a human male being forced to do things against his will, all the while willingly do so, is at the right... well shall we say frequency for me. The more intense the moment, the more I gain." She was standing in front of him, looking down at him. He was enthralled, guilty and aroused all at once. Arajatta had to fight the desire to consume him right then and there. "However, my time with you is almost up. What we are going to do is fairly simple, you will return to your land and lure men for my needs. Once I have enough power we will seek out the rest of my crystal and then I will be able to return home." She turned around and started to walk back to the ruby. "I won't help you kill people!" Gavin said standing up. "Kill? What? Oh no my dear, I really needed to walk around in the flesh as it were. It's been over four hundred years. The spell is fading, and I must return to my ruby soon. But trust me, you won't be killing anyone." She started to glow like the ruby. "In fact, the men will in the end be happier than before you met them. Somehow I doubt you will understand at first." And then she faded away. "But don't worry, you can hear me, and if you are good and do well, I'll let you visit your wife." There was a flash of brilliant light and Gavin found himself standing in the middle of the desert. Before him in the shimmering heat was a city and he was by a road. "Las Vegas, 5 Miles," the sign read. At the same moment Sherry sat on a bed in the odd room she was in, watching on what appeared to be a flat panel TV in front of her. It was the oddest sensation she was feeling, and it took her a moment to realize this was all very much real. She looked down at her body; like her husband she was young again. The room itself was white, with three doors, the bed, a nightstand and a white oak dresser against the far wall. She open the dresser, each drawer was filled with more clothing. None of it however was to her liking. She was rather self-conscious of her lack of proper dress. She opened the first door, nearest the TV. There was nothing beyond it but whiteness. She stepped back, afraid. It was as if infinity stretched out before her. She quickly closed the door and went to the next. Inside was the most luxurious of bathrooms she had ever seen. A deep marble tub sunken into the floor, a vanity, even a golden toilet, it was quite impressive. The room was also as large as her bedroom. Against the far wall was a multihead shower. The type you see in commercials, and she realized she wasn't sure which she wanted to use first. She closed the door and opened the third. Inside was a dining room. A rather odd dining room, as the walls were of red velvet, the table a small simple dark wood affair for two. That was all that was in there. She looked around for another door, perhaps to a kitchen, for she was thirsty. She turned back to the table, intent on closing the door, when she noticed a pitcher of lemonade, with ice and two glasses. "What the heck?" she said aloud and picked up the glass, and took a sip. It was perfect. There is no other explanation. "Yes, anything you desire, you merely have to think it and it will be there for you," a voice said from behind her. Sherry froze in place she knew that voice. It was Arajatta! "YOU!" she placed the glass down and faced her captor. She was not as Sherry expected. She had watched her husband's interactions with this... being, however to see her in person was quite shocking. "Yes, it's me. I hope the facilities are to your liking." Arajatta said. She walked over to the bed and sat down. "It's very nice, I suppose, for a prison," Sherry said, crossing her arms. For some reason she felt even more naked in front of Arajatta. "A prison? If you wish to think of it as such, I will not stop you. However I would hope you come to find it a nice temporary home, one where you and I could even be friends." Arajatta was smiling at her. Sherry was a bit awed by this offer, she was a prisoner, and her jailer wanted to be friends? "Why should I be your friend?" she asked. "Why not? I know that these are not the ideal circumstances to ask for friendship, however Gavin will help me, and in return I you. Please, try to see the benefits." Sherry walked over and sat down on the far side of the bed. She thought of a dozen retorts, but none really seemed to hold weight. "What sort of help can you give us?" she asked tentatively. "Your youth is not enough?" Arajatta asked. "It, it is a start. But you cannot hold people against their will!" Sherry was torn, she didn't realize how good she felt till just that moment. "Oh, it's just the start, you see if Gavin is successful, I can help you both more. Money, beauty, long life free from disease and aging... I only need to be free of this reality and return home. Is this not what you would consider a fair trade? A time of, well, enjoyable, and I do try to be a good hostess mind you, vacationing here and in return a guarantee of the good life?" Sherry was quiet, thinking for a while. She realized Arajatta was eying her and it made her rather uncomfortable. There was an almost lustful gleam in Arajatta's eyes. "May I call you Ara?" Sherry asked. "Ara... I like that, yes please do. I must go now, you are free to watch your husband, or watch TV, we get all the channels here." Ara laughed as she walked towards that door to infinity. So Sherry stayed, she watched her husband make his way to the city, find that he had a credit card with quite a large sum of money on hands. He went to a hotel and then to bed. She watched TV, got bored.... Went into the bathroom and used the large mirror to examine her body. It was as if she was 25 again, and it was wonderful. Sherry finally decided on the bath, and sunk into bliss, wondering what tomorrow would bring. Several weeks later... Sherry had become used to her new surroundings. It wasn't bad, really... if she let herself be pragmatic about the situation. She was in the most luxurious of rooms, she could relax, had no job to worry about or bills to pay, and the food was always perfect. Of course, she was also trapped, unable to leave, and prisoner of a pan-dimensional being with a decidedly perverted twist of mind. Then there was that whole "watch as her husband was forced to turn unwilling males into slutty women" stuff, which was rather painful to watch to be honest. Mostly because Gavin was so bad at it. During this time she and Ara had become friends. She learned more about what motivated this being, and that she wasn't exactly evil, just trying to get home. She needed something, and in return she gave these young men lives of youth, sexual pleasures beyond imagination, freedom from diseases and plenty of money. Though, they never really had a choice in the matter. One day, Ara had come into the room while Sherry was watching TV, she was dressed in a silky transparent robe that was far too revealing in Sherry's opinion. Sherry wished Ara would let them both wear real clothes, heck she wasn't wearing much more either and Ara always commented on her over dressing. Ara sat down next to her, and put her arm around Sherry's shoulder. The feel of her smooth skin caused Sherry goose bumps, it felt odd yet... good? "No, not going to go there" Sherry thought to herself. She tried to shift so that Ara's arm wasn't around her shoulder, But Ara shifted so she was sitting even closer. Her hand went down and rested on Sherry's hip, and their bodies pressed against each other ever so slightly. Sherry knew better then to say or do anything, Ara seemed to delight in making Sherry slightly uncomfortable, she would ignore it then, and not let on Ara's touch had any effect on her. They talked about Gavin and his failures so far, and Sherry promised to help him be more productive. "He's just not suited for this Ara, I've told you that." Sherry said, watching the TV to avoid looking into Ara's eyes. "I know dear, but he's got to learn, I think it's educational for him. Ara kissed her lightly on the cheek and left. Sherry wasn't comfortable around Ara after that. Gavin was a prude's prude; Sherry would be the first to tell anyone that. They always made love in the missionary position for example. It wasn't that Gavin lacked any sort of imagination, it was how he was raised, in his mind it was an insult to his wife if he treated her otherwise. Sherry had become used to this, after all, a wife must do as her husband demands. So watching him try to figure out how to use the powers Ara gave him to feed her, was pathetically funny. His first few attempts were comedic, over way too fast and didn't seem to impress Ara. So she gave him some hints and tips, and he promptly screwed it up! Three drunk frat boys, he made them watch a porno in a hotel room and told them the truth. "This movie, if you masturbate and reach climax, you'll turn into a slutty bimbo" Gavin told them very seriously... well being drunk they laughed in his face and the big ugly mean one promptly whipped his dick out and said "Watch this guys, I'm gonna turn into a bimbo!" 30 seconds later his friends were amazed as he transformed into a rather sexy little minx, and thinking it was some sort of magic trick arranged to get them laid promptly started to fuck her. In less then 20 minutes three otherwise strong willed young men were turned. Gavin actually sat there watching the three in stunned amazement at their stupidity. Ara was FURIOUS! She punished Gavin. When he appeared in the crystal that night for his weekly conjugal visit as they started to refer to it as, Sherry noticed a few things about him, his skin was hairless, his hair was longer, and he was embarrassed. It was actually kind of cute to be honest. He admitted he was afraid Ara was going to turn him "Into one of those" if he didn't get better at this. But he felt so guilty about it all. As they lay in bed together, Sherry felt his skin, it was remarkably like Ara's had been the other day, it was sexy. "Gavin dear, what part of this bothers you the most?" He rolled over and looked at her, his hair in his face. He brushed it aside annoyed and said "I don't like hurting people, I don't like hurting good people." That was it! Sherry saw to the heart of the matter. So when he left she asked Ara to join her, which was really an odd thing to do, as she had to basically just talk out loud to an empty room which made her feel awfully silly, soon Ara was there. She explained Gavin's problem, and how they could help him, help her. Ara got excited, and they discussed several options, honing a plan that would work and finally settled on "the buttons". Ara brought a rather surprised Gavin back and discussed it. He took the idea well. "Make it a game Gavin dear, you can now read your targets minds, so you know you aren't hurting good people. You can see the manly men from the girly men." This last part was really important, a few days ago he had what he thought was a very strong man he was sure would put up a fight and feed Ara, but as soon as he realized that this was making him into a woman he shouted "THANK YOU!!!" as he turned into a woman. The look on Gavin's face of utter shock was so funny the two girls were rolling on the bed unable to contain themselves. Ara even forgave him the failure. "One condition, they have to be able to beat the game." Said Gavin. "What do you mean?" asked Ara. "Well, the way I figure it, if this is going to work, they have to believe they can win, and honor demands that they be able to." He said looking at her. "He's right Ara, if they know they can win, they'll put up more of a fight. So what if one or two get away, think of the flood of emotions!" Sherry was smiling knowing that this would work. "Okay, we can do that. Now, don't screw this up Gavin... I'm going to be using a lot of power on this one, and if it goes badly, I'll take what I need from you." Gavin started to shake, Sherry could feel the fear emanating from him. "I'll, I'll do my best." He said and then walked out the "door to infinity" as he put it. "You, you wouldn't really turn him into one of those would you?" Sherry asked, a little frightened. "Oh of course not, though I might give him a set of huge tits next time he's visiting you, just to get my point across. Sherry stood there for a moment trying to imagine her husband with a pair of knockers and started laughing uncontrollably. "Please don't, I don't think I'd be able to take him seriously ever again!" They both had a good laugh at the thought. There were two trial runs, and Ara was patient. Both had problems, and restrictions were placed, rules were laid down, and finally, the big night arrived. Gavin was nervous. Ara had brought Gavin her servants. Four rather well muscled men to work for him in the Mansion. "These are my personal servants, they know what's going on, and will serve you well in this game, or test as you call it. Let them do their thing, and don't interfere," Ara told him before he went out for the night. And so we return to the present, our four young men in Gavin's rather luxurious mansion, and the game, is as they say... afoot! "Please, follow me and do make yourselves at home, I so rarely have guests here." Gavin said to them, turning to walk into the house proper. To be honest, the house had appeared on it's own, a week before, and no one had ever been in there. Gavin's amazement at Ara's abilities never ceased, he was also impressed with her sense of style. The house was, perfect. There was no other way to describe it. The four followed him into the main living room and looked around. There were four recliners, rather fancy ones at that, so they each took a seat. The giant plasma screen in the room and it's associated AV equipment was amazing to behold. "Dude, check out that TV man," Nick said, he was a connoisseur of such in his mind, and he was very impressed. "Okay gentlemen, now that you are comfortable, please, turn your chairs over this way." Gavin said, walking to the opposite side of the room. Against the wall were four monitors, about 21" in size, and mounted up near the ceiling. "Where did those come from?" Asked Dave. None of them had seen them, in fact, that wall had been blank when they came in. "You missed it staring at the big TV." Gavin said smiling. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out an odd looking remote, it had four things hanging off it. To Terry they looked like the remote controls for a car's door locks. "Okay, you each get one of these." Gavin held one up for them to see. They were black, no bigger then a car remote actually, there was a silver button towards the bottom, a light. Gavin tossed them each one. "You'll notice on the bottom, each has your name." He smiled as one, they turned the devices over, and Nick proceeded to push his button. Nothing happened. "So what do they do?" He asked. "Wait, where's this money mister?" Shaun was eying Gavin he was suspicious. "Oh, thank you young man, good point, I did promise you didn't I?" and with that he snapped his fingers. From a doorway behind him, a large black man in a tuxedo walked in with a silver case. He walked to the table by Gavin and placed the case on it, he then opened it. Inside were stacks of cash. The guys came over and just stared. "Holy fucking shit that's a lot of money!" Dave said. "Yes, a million in fact." Gavin enjoyed this part at least. It was, he would admit fun. "Please, have a seat and I'll go over the rest." He motioned for them to sit down. "This is Bob, my butler," He said pointing towards Bob. "You, have a black butler named Bob... seriously?" Dave asked snicker. "Yes... why is that a problem?" Gavin asked. "Yeah but.. Bob the Butler? Really?" Dave was smiling like a fool and the others were smirking now. "The Butler store was fresh out of Jeeves so I had to make do." Gavin dead panned. Even Bob smiled at as he left the room. "So let's get down to business. If you want out, leave now." Gavin said seriously. He waited, none moved to leave, not that he expected any of them to. "Very good, today is Wednesday as you well know, and none of you may leave until Monday at midnight." His announcement merely raised eyebrows. "Whatever man, if I want to leave, I'll leave anytime I want," Dave said. Gavin just looked at him for a moment with feigned amusement. "Anyway, those buttons you are each holding, are the keys to this test. Do you believe in magic boys?" Gavin asked. "No" Shaun said. "We'll see how you feel tomorrow then. Those buttons can be pressed five times a day. No more then, well, that's not entirely true, each day you will have to press it once a day, after that the limit is five," Gavin had to correct himself, and then turned towards the monitors he pressed a button on his larger remote. The screens lit up, and each showed an outline of a male, like paper dolls almost. Underneath each one was corresponding name. Terry noted the order matched how they were seated, a neat trick he thought. From left to right were Shaun, Terry, Dave and Nick. Next to the name was a black square with the number 00. On either side of the paper dolls were ten lines, grouped into four sections with a title above each five. "Level I, Level II, Level III and Level IV" from top left to bottom right. "Okay, here's how it works. Each time that button is pressed, is a point. Each point will randomly reveal corresponding change." Gavin's remote appeared to have a laser pointer as he was highlighting Shaun's screen as he went. You have to go through each level to get to the next. Now, as long as you have not reached 20 points and then have sex with a man, you win." Gavin said. "Well hell, give us the money now, cause we ain't gay old man." Dave said. The others nodded in agreement. "Easy money boys." Shaun said with a huge smile on his face. Terry was worried. He DID believe in magic, to a point, and he didn't like this one bit. Something was very wrong, this Gavin guy was scaring him. Gavin gave them a wan smile and said, "Of course not, but this test would be rather dull if it was easy now wouldn't it?" He watched them for a moment. "Now, you maybe wondering about these changes, well have no fear, everything is reversible up to the moment you have reached 20 points and then have sex. After that, well it's permanent." "What do you mean, changes?" asked Nick. "You'll have to figure that out as we go, but don't worry, there changes are mild at first, you should have it figured out if one of you reaches level III. Now, when you push that button it will induced you to orgasm. No, not right away," Gavin said holding up a hand, "it will build up. Should you engage in intercourse or heck even sexual activity with another person of any kind it will be more intense." "Each press of the button will increase the level of intensity of your arousal and subsequent orgasm. I.E. if you press it once, that's 100% maximum orgasm, the best you ever had, press it twice and it's 200% and so forth. Sex as I said doubles that." Gavin was uncomfortable as hell at this point, he felt dirty talking like this. But he was trying to help these men avoid their fate. "Yeah... dude, this gay, and I'm out of here," Dave said, throwing his button on the floor and walking towards the front door. He reached it, then stopped. He just stood there, grunting. "Having second thoughts, or are you taking a shit man?" Shaun asked after a moment. "I, can't move" Dave said between grunts. "You might as well sit down young man, I told you that you could not leave until Monday at midnight." Gavin said. Dave's shoulders finally slumped in defeat and he turned around. He had a slightly wild look to his eyes, and he rushed Gavin. When he got within striking distance he tried to throw a punch. Gavin stood motionless, fearlessly even as Dave's fist flew towards his face. When Dave's hand was a hair from his face, with full momentum of his run behind it he just stopped frozen in place. It was the most surreal thing anyone of them had ever seen. It was like someone had hit a real life "pause" button. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN?" Nick asked. "I really don't feel like getting hit." Gavin said with a smile. "Do have a seat Dave, we could do this all day and into the night, and it won't do any good. You cannot harm me, yourself or anyone else while you are here. So have a seat and let me finish." Dave's body made a funny looking twitch and he fell to the floor in a heap. He started breathing heavily, and got up on his hands and knees. "I don't" Dave was panting now, "I don't want to do this." He got up, and walked over to his chair. "Too late, the magic is in place, I did give you a chance to leave." Gavin said. "You're the fucking devil man." Dave was sweating. "No, I am not, sorry. I'm just a man, and you need to focus son." Gavin said. He was losing patience, he was trying to help and they were flexing their muscles instead of their brains. "Now, back to the rules. Protect your buttons, anyone may push the button, and if they do, you will earn points. Further more, each day at noon, we'll assemble in here, and the clock will reset and you will press your button once. This is part of the test. How strong is your will?" Gavin said. They were scared, this was more then they bargained for. Shaun glared at Gavin for a moment then looked at the money and said, "We'll beat you man, we'll take our money then we'll sue your ass." "If that thought pleases you, hold on to it. Now for the next ten minutes, you may play with your buttons, press it and experience it all you want, no penalty." Gavin said. "I don't quite get this." Terry said after a short pause. "You said you study willpower, yet here you are with wild magic, stupid gimmicks and sick perversions. What's the point behind all this?" Gavin was impressed, this one was smarter then most. "I work for, someone, they believe human males are incapable of resisting temptation. My, my employer has access to power that is far beyond your wildest imagination. I believe you four will walk out of here very rich, my employer believes otherwise. Call it a gentleman's wager if you will." Gavin was proud of that side step. None moved for a moment, and finally Nick said, "I don't believe this is real," And he pressed his button. The others watched him, they had even quit breathing, and the anticipation hung in the air thick and heavy like smoke in a poorly ventilated bar room. "HAHAHA" Nick suddenly started laughing. "Nothing's happening, you're so full of shit man." Nick laughed and pressed the button again, "Oooh it's up to five now!" He was smiling like an idiot. "That was a good prank mister, who put you up to it?" Shaun asked. "Oh, silly me, I forgot to activate them!" Gavin said, then he pushed a button on his remote. The reaction from Nick was immediate. "Woah, what the fuck, what the fuck man!" he almost screamed, then he started to moan, a low guttural sound like a wild animal. "What... what... what's happening to me??" he almost screamed and started scrambling to get his pants off. The others just sat there frozen in shock as their friend ripped his pants and freed his rather scrawny cock. "Dude, your pants man, what the hell?" Shaun asked. "It hurt... the pants awwwwww shhhhhiiiiiiitttttt!!!!" Nick's hips started to buck wildly, he thrashed around for several minutes. Dave looked at his remote, at Nick then put the thing down, as if it were a snake, there was real fear in his eyes. Nick's thrashing about was intense, and he moaned and groaned like a bad actress in a cheap porno. "Mr. Mason, you're hurting him! Stop this right now!" Terry said. "It feeeeeeelllssss ssssooooo gggggaaa-ggaaaa!!!" Nick said between halting breathes, then he finally exploded all over himself, his clothes, his chair, the floor... it was the most impressive orgasm any of them had ever witnessed. "Damn bro... I mean DAMN," Dave was truly in awe. When his convulsions finally subsided, Nick looked around very embarrassed and said "That, was the most intense experience of my life. Holy hells man." The Butler walked in with some wet wipes and paper towels. "Here you are sir" he said, and then left the room. It took Nick a few minutes to clean up his mess, and he didn't pull his pants back on. "Man, pull your pants on. No one wants to look at your little prick." Shaun said. "No way bro, you heard him, we have to hit the button once, and I ain't gonna pull them off again just for that. You don't like it, don't look." "Which is a very good point, time to play is up, you guys missed your chance, now, press your buttons." Gavin said. Nick didn't hesitate, he pushed his right away and laid back to enjoy it. His breathing immediately picked up. The other three however, didn't move a muscle. "Not going to I take it?" Gavin looked at them for a moment, "Very well." And he looked down at his remote and hit three buttons. "Dude, not cool!" was about all Shaun got out before the waves of pleasure started to wash over them. It didn't take long before they too dropped their pants. Terry was watching the monitors, he noticed the moment Nick had hit his button the five blank lines under Level I on his screen started to randomly flash. "Watch the screens... look... their... flashing" he said. And as the others watched the monitors were now doing the same thing, Nick's was flashing the fastest, and finally as he groaned his climax the third line lit up "Hair" and the little black box went from 00 to 01. They all looked over at him in amazement as his hair started to grow out. Longer and longer till it stopped just past his shoulders. Nick reached up and ran his hands through his hair. "How the hell?" he asked. The others turned their attention to their own monitors. Shaun got "Hair" as well, Dave got "Height" and Terry got "Body Mass". The effects were amazing. Shaun's hair matched Nick's in length and body. Dave literally shrunk in his seat from a solid six foot three to five foot eight and Terry, he was never a big guy, but he did work out. His body just altered, less muscle definition, less over all size. He also seemed to get a little younger. Bob came back in with more wipes and paper towels then left. "All right gentleman, feel free to retire upstairs to your rooms, kick back and relax. Oh and Dave, Terry, you'll find clothes in there that fit you better." Gavin said. He sat back wondering which of the four would be first to push his button. His money was on Nick, but Dave might do it as well, the two seemed the most impulsive. The men got up, still in shock, still in a state of surrealism and walked up stairs. Poor Dave had to hold his pants up, and his shirt was falling off of him. It was almost comical. Terry had the same problem, but not nearly as pronounced. They got to the top of the stairs and found four rooms, each with a placard above their names. The rooms were identical, plain hotel like rooms with a simple bed, a night stand and lamp and a dresser. On the wall facing away from each bed were large plasma TV's mounted on the wall. Each room had a closet, and a bathroom. "I'm taking a shower." Nick announced and entered his room, the others decided that was probably a good thing and did the same. A short while later, Terry sat on his bed, he picked up the TV remote and started flipping through the channels. "Great, porn, porn, porn... animal porn?? The hells??" Terry said aloud. He was flipping through the channels, and each one was a different type of porn. If you could imagine it, they had it. There was a light knock at his door, then Shaun entered. "I see you found the porn." He said and walked into the room. "Yeah, and some it is... oh yuck!" he said, on the screen some really hot gal was going down on a Doberman. He quickly started pressing the channel down button. Suddenly he stopped. "The hell?" Terry said stunned. On the screen were the two of them, watching themselves on TV. Shaun quickly looked up towards the source of the video. It appeared the camera was... "Wait, there is nothing there," He said. He walked over and started moving his hand through the air, getting closer to the source, then suddenly his hand passed through the image. "Dude... no camera!" "No shit?" Terry said, he clicked the channel again and they saw Shaun's empty room, his clothes all over the floor. The next channel was Dave's room, he was standing in front of the mirror but ass naked, just looking at himself. "What's his gig?" Shaun asked. "Probably trying to adjust to being the shortest one now," Terry said. He clicked the remote again and there was Nick, watching porn on his TV. He was naked, his cock in one hand, his remote in the other. "That idiot." Terry said, "We have to go stop him." Shaun grabbed his friend's arm and held him back. "No, if Nick wants to be an idiot, let him. We need to know what's going on, and if he is stupid enough to push that button again, that's on him." Shaun had that look. Terry knew that look, it said "Hey guys, I got this wild idea, it's gonna get ya'll in a fuck ton of trouble, but oh well it'll be fun ya know!" Terry did not like that look. "Shaun, he's our friend, we have too." Terry tried shaking Shaun's hand off him. "Look, even if he hits that button a couple of times, he is in no danger of hitting twenty. Oh, too late!" Shaun hadn't taken his eyes off the TV. Terry turned in time to see the counter go from 4, to 5 and then with a hesitant pause, Nick hit the button again time. "IDIOT!" They watched in sick fascination as Nick, completely naked laid back on the bed and waited for the power of the button to overwhelm him. "I can't believe he hit it five times, what was he thinking?" Terry said in wonder. "Probably impulse, you know Nick he's never had much self control. Damn, this is taking longer isn't it?" Shaun said. And it was, Nick lay there bucking wildly, moaning, touching himself, gesticulating wildly. "In any other setting, this would be gay, you know this right?" Terry finally said. "Yeah well, I ain't watching this for the show he's putting on I want to see his changes." Shaun's eyes were glued on the PIP display. The flashing finally stopped on the fourth line. "Body Mass". Nick let out a guttural sob as he shrank, the meter stopped again, this time it was "Body Hair". Now, Nick was one hairy SOB, and they watch his body hair disappear. All of it from the neck down just vanished like water being absorbed into the ground. Nick's hands started to slide across his body, and he still had not climaxed. "Oh, oh I feel sexy... yes yes!" Nick moaned as he started twisting uncontrollably. "This, is getting really creepy Shaun." Terry's voice was almost a whisper. "Height" was next and soon he was down to what appeared to be five foot five, to an inch. He shuddered as it happened. Finally the last of the Level I lines filled in, "Hair II". Nick's hair faded into blonde, and grew out some more, his hair styled around his face and looked like a models hair. "Fuck, is this shit turning him into a woman?" Terry asked aloud. "That's not good, not good at all." Shaun was quiet now too. Terry had never heard fear in Shaun's voice before, till now. "I wonder what Level II brings?" Shaun asked. As if in response, Nick started to orgasm wildly, his spray literally flying all over the room. "Height II" it read, and Nick lost two more inches. "Fuck he's short now." Shaun said as he picked up the remote. "Let's check in on Dave." He flipped the channel up to find Dave sound asleep. "Well, that's a relief." Terry said, "Okay, we've seen enough, I'm hungry." Nick however lay there unaware his moment of ecstasy had been observed. He felt a little dirty, he also felt a little naughty. They were gonna give him shit for it, but at that moment he realized he didn't care. He had what, six points, fourteen more to go? He could have his fun AND walk away with at least some serious cash! He felt his mess on his belly, his chest and his hands. His skin felt every bit of the slimy substance. His hand reached down to wipe a stream headed down his side. He lay there rubbing himself with his own cum for a moment before it dawned on him what he was doing. "Damn, what's happening to me?" he thought as he felt his body. Nick never considered himself sexy, or attractive. He had his fair share of the ladies, and never had any complaints. Except Lisa, she hated the hair all over him. "Well that's gone now... and wow, I wonder if I can keep just this change?" he thought to himself. As it started to dry up and crust on his skin, Nick decided it was time to take a showed. Getting out of bed nearly sent him to the floor on all fours. It took him a moment to realize what just happened. He stood up and the room seemed huge, he rushed over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He was barely 5'3" tall. And if it wasn't for his full head of... BLONDE? The hells man. Blonde? Hair and his older face... he now had roughly the same looking body he had at twelve. Nick took a long time in the shower to over come the shock he was in. The rest of the day was spent exploring the house, playing video games in the main room on that most awesome HD Plasma Screen TV available, and pondering what was to come next. Dave had seen the score on the monitor and when Nick finally put in an appearance at dinner, he couldn't stop laughing. "What's so fucking funny Dave?" Nick asked indignantly as he sat down at the table that they were to share for the evening. It was just the four of them, served by Bob. "I call dibs on your five million now," He said between fits of laughter. "Whatever man, I'm having a little fun with it, I'm not a pussy like you three." His face was a bit flushed now. "Oh no, the button, it's so scary I might get shorter oh noes!!!" He said, with his hands clasped in front of him. "You might end up with one though" Terry said quietly. "Say what?" he and Dave both asked at the same time. "Think about it, no body hair, that long hair, getting really short... I'm not saying I'm right, but I bet the next thing you end up with is tits Nick, I wouldn't hit that button again till you have too." Terry looked at Nick. "I... I can't anyway," His voice shook just a little. Shaun looked at his watch and realized something... "Ya, and don't stay up tonight waiting for midnight so you can have your fun either," He said, knowing exactly how to manipulate Nick. Shaun didn't give a damn about what happened to Nick, there was money on the line, and if he was that stupid as to keep pressing that little button, that was his problem, not Shaun's. Sherry had been watching everything and taking notes as she observed the players, as she considered them, handle this situation. Her first problem was Gavin offering a million dollars. Not because they couldn't afford it, but because it was a ridiculous amount of money. He never understood money anyhow, she was the one that handled the finances. Ara slipped into the room and stood off to the side, watching Sherry taking her notes. Sherry didn't notice her, she was too caught up in the drama unfolding before her. The changes to Nick fascinated her, he was slowly evolving into a woman yet couldn't help himself. In a way it was pitiful, yet he had the power to stop it and did not. She also realized she was getting aroused by all of this unbridled sexual tension. She felt dirty even thinking about it, but there was no stopping her from watching. Shaun commenting that it wasn't their problem if Nick could not control himself gave her ideas, ideas for the next time. She was always thinking one step ahead if she could. She looked over and noticed Ara watching her. "Uhm, hello Ara." She was a bit startled, how long had she been there? Sherry wondered to herself. "Hello to you too." Ara walked over to the bed Sherry was sitting on and picked up the note pad. "Interesting." Ara flipped through the pages. "I think you are enjoying yourself dear," she said sitting down next to her. As usual, Ara was wearing very little, just enough silky material to cover her more intimate areas while leaving her skin exposed. Sherry noticed suddenly that Ara was different, lighter in complexion and as amazing as it was to believe, smoother. "What happened to you?" she asked, shifting just a hair away from Ara, still not comfortable with Ara's casual need for contact. "I've told you before that my true physical form isn't all that different from yours, it is however alien and would be disconcerting." Ara put her arm around Sherry's shoulder as she spoke, pressing them together ever so slightly. "An effect, if you will of my powers here is that my body changes to be most appealing to those near me." She was looking right into Sherry's eyes as she said this. "What I was when you first met me was a beautiful Mayan woman, but you must be slightly offset by this, so my body is merely reacting to you. It's not really something I have much control over," she said. Sherry's heart was beating faster now, she felt flushed and uncertain about what was going on. Sherry had never been attracted to other women. Yet here she was feeling like a school girl on her first date. No that wasn't right either it was something more "Well, that is just a little creepy," she said, trying to pull away, the feel of Ara's skin on hers was most intoxicating. Sherry didn't know what to do. "Hehe, well I hope you don't hold against me too much. I'm curious to see what form appeals to you." Ara leaned in and kissed Sherry on the cheek, her lips lingering for just a moment. Than she whispered into her ear very softly, "I hope you find the changes as pleasant as I have," Ara got up and walked out of the room, leaving Sherry agonizing over the moment. It was late or early depending on your point of view and Nick lay in his bed tossing and turning. He awoke twenty hours ago, or so it seemed to him to see the clock reading 2:46AM. It was the sheets, somehow as he slept they had changed from cotton to silky satin. The feel of the material against his skin was driving him nearly insane; soft silky and yes, he had to admit sexy was the only way to describe it. He shifted around in his bed, feeling the cool touch of the sheets as they caressed him. He pulled his briefs off, noting for the first time how crude and rough they were. He tossed them off and let his hairless balls feel the joy the rest of his body had been experiencing. Nick realized deep in the back of his mind that he was losing his sanity. The rational part of his psyche was screaming for him to stop, that he was just going to end up pushing that button again. The Button, it was there on his nightstand waiting patiently. It seemed to be admiring the show he was putting on. Nick decided to play coy with the Button, if it wanted to play the waiting game, well that was fine by him. He slid across the bed his skin flowing like water across the sheets yet the Button ignored him. Nick decided maybe the Button was jealous of the sheets, so he slid over and picked it up, holding it close and admiring it's calm demeanor in the face of such desire. He slid it along the sheets, tingling all over as the Button was allowed to experience the joy he was feeling. They were lovers now, sharing an intimate moment before they joined as one. Nick ignored his rational mind now, the shock and horror emanating from that corner of his mind was such a bore. Could it not feel the tension in the air? Could it not have a moment of happiness? Nick's eyes glanced at the clock it was barely a quarter past three now, so short a time yet so long. "SIX," his mind screamed at him, "Don't do it!" but it was too late. The small chirp of his lover sang to the swish of his body across the sheets. The waves were coming now, waves of pleasure building throughout his body. "Chirp," the button sang again, and his body reacted in sheer lust to the sound. He could feel the climax coming on, and he fought to hold it off. His rational mind said quietly, almost a whisper now, as if it had finally admitted defeat, "Only one more, that way you have two more to get you through the day, plus the one in the morning." Nick shivered with anticipation of the third press, he waited until he was ready to explode, held it off gallantly. The Button felt warm now in his hand. It called to him, yet still he fought back, the pressure was almost unbearable! His thumb pushed down gently depressed the button one more time before sliding it away from him. The tingle in his balls indicating imminent release subsided into a more fevered build up state now. He heard the TV switch on, as if to watch the show before it. Nick looked down and saw his display, the Level II lines were pulsing in rhythm to his own body. He was long past caring what the changes were, instead he was eager and willing to experience them now. The thought of what was happening to him didn't fill him with guilt this time instead it thrilled him. One line started blinking faster, and his breathing increased to match the rhythm. "Skin" lit up, and with what he would later describe was a feeling like someone turned up the volume of a radio from a feint whisper to clear loud sound, his skin reacted the same way. What before was wonderful, become sheer ecstasy. He thought he would explode right then and there, but no, he was only one third of the way! His right hand reached for the button, but his left hand grabbed it in horror to save them both. The two hands struggled, twisting him all over the sheets! "They are fighting over me!" he thought as his body was gyrating nearly out of control, torn between lust and fear. "Libido" flashed on to the screen and his hands quit fighting and instead started to move across his body. He realized his earlier arousal was nothing. He hadn't known the meaning of the word "Horny" till that moment. The sudden hunger inside him for sexual release became overwhelming, his rational mind beat a quick retreat to a dark and isolated corner of his mind and covered it's eyes, too afraid and horrified to watch. "Body Shape." He stopped all movement, and stared at the screen. "What the?" he thought and then felt it, the onrushing orgasm, a freight train of lust centered not in his dick, but throughout his body nearly crushed him. He felt his body mutating, shifting and remolding itself as if it were made of clay as he climaxed. The massive sensations overwhelmed him, and he passed out as the last of his seed leaked down his leg. Nick was awakened by a soft knock at the door. Bob the Butler stepped in and looked at him for a moment. "Mr. Mason felt you might wish to get freshened up before you had to come downstairs," he said, "Unless there is anything you need now". The question hung in the air. Bob was wearing a tuxedo but you could see his strength, for a moment Nick wondered what he looked like without the Tux. "NO!" his mind screamed and forced Nick to look at the clock, it was 11:30 in the morning. "Uhm, no thank you," Nick managed and the Butler left. "Better do some damage control and find out how bad it is" he thought to himself as he went to the shower. The feel of hot water on his skin was magical, and he took as long as he could bare it to clean up and soak in the goodness. He got out, and looked in the mirror to see the changes last night's adventure had on him. Smaller shoulders, thinner waist, wider hips... "Holy shit, it is turning us into girls!" he thought. He turned sideways to see his ass, and instantly got hard looking at it. "Wow, I'd hit that," he thought, then he realized how wrong that was and quickly went to get dressed. Coming downstairs was not easy, his pants were highly uncomfortable, and his shirt didn't fit right. "Fucking hell," he thought. The others were all ready in their seats, he expected laughter or harassment, but one look at the screen showed he wasn't the only one to partake in the button. Dave was at 5, Shaun was at 3 and Terry amazingly enough still at 1. "So glad you could join us, do have a seat Nick and we'll get started." Gavin said, he was sitting there watching the young man walk, it was a very feminine walk yet the poor guy didn't even notice it. His friends had Gavin noted, but they were wisely keeping quiet. There was hope for them after all. "If you would please..," Gavin started to say, when Terry interrupted him. "You lied," he said, the tone of his voice carrying condemnation across the room. "Oh, how so?" he asked, a look of confusion on his face. "Nick is at 9 points, we haven't even been here a day. You lied when you said the limit was 5." Terry was angry now, angry and scared. "No, if you'll recall I said the limit was 5 per day, and the clock reset at noon, so technically, I have not lied." Gavin realized he wasn't speaking per say, rather somehow his wife had implanted the thought straight into his head. "So technically we could press this thing 5 times a day?" Dave said. "No, 6, you forgot the forced press... which is now," Gavin said pushing his remote. Terry fought it as hard as he could, Shaun just tried to ignore it while Dave cycled between embracing the moment and fighting it. Nick just laid back and let it happen. They were each watching their own screen, with one eye towards Nick's, as he was so far ahead they were dying to see what was next for them. Shaun added Hair II to his Height and Body Hair, while Dave suffered the curse of Libido. Terry's body hair disappeared as all three reached simultaneous climax.