Bod Mod Chapter 4 -- I Didn't Sign Up for This Henry Wolf
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Weeks went by. Jordan was enjoying his new body. He basked in the attention he had gained from onlookers, inflating his ego. He felt like a God, and he even acted like he was one with his posturing and thinking he was the centre of the universe.
New clients flocked to him, wishing to become the hunk that he was and signing up to his training sessions. His diary for months was booked up solid.
Even the offers for sex had rapidly increased. People wanted a piece of him and he was only too happy to give it to them. It became more than just his regulars; he was sleeping with strangers and fucking randomers in supply rooms, back rooms or clients homes. The thought of his loyal boyfriend rarely crossed his mind as he went on the prowl for the next hit of sex.
That was how he found himself after a particularly intense group training session on a Friday evening. The last of the class was filtering out of the room as he was tidying up some equipment. Burnt orange sunlight crested the windowed wall along the side of the gym. It caressed his skin, glistening the skin of his large arms.
He sighed. The exertion from teaching the class along with the heat of the setting sun was getting him all hot and bothered. `A quick fuck might round off the day well,' he thought slyly to himself.
Finishing with stacking some weights, he headed out to the showers for a wander. It was quiet, most people were at home or preparing to hit the town after a long week of work. There was, however, a cute twink washing off some shower gel under one of the showers. The hot water splashed against his smooth skin.
`Fuck yeah,' Jordan smiled as he strode towards the young man. The humidity of the shower room hit him in the face, making him sweat.
The twink turned as swept the rest of the gel from his torso and spotted Jordan checking him out. He was bashful at first, averting his gaze from the much larger man, but then looked to Jordan again once the hunk continued to give him an inviting look.
Hey, cutie,' Jordan smirked. Looking good,' he eyed him up and down.
`T-thanks,' the young man laughed nervously, but smiled.
`Looking for some fun?' Jordan asked, stepping forward, but keeping out of the range of the splashing water.
`With me?' The twink looked taken aback, thinking the large hunk was joking.
`Of course, cutie. Who else would I be talking to?'
The shower stopped its jets of water, bringing the room to a sudden silence. `Sorry, I just thought you were messing around with me,' the twink blushed.
`I do want to mess around with you, but in a fun way,' Jordan stepped close to the naked twink, towering over the young man. He didn't care if he got his clothes wet. He leaned down and held the other man's head in his hands and kissed him, feeling his small face against his own.
The young man moaned, falling into an embrace with the large muscle man, his lean body practically swallowed up. Their tongues swirled together as the heat from the room and their bodies melted them.
How about you turn around,' Jordan said, breaking away from the kiss. I need to unload in your tight ass.'
The young man was excited as he turned and leaned his hands against the tiled wall, sticking his smooth butt out, ready for penetration.
Jordan cooed, adoring the sweet curve of the twink's butt. Nice,' he laughed, giving it a small smack and enjoying the yelp from the young man. I'm going to enjoy this.'
He pulled down his pants and boxers, going to grab his dick when his stomach dropped. He couldn't understand what he was seeing. It had to be some sort of mirage. His genitals were gone. Where his dick and balls had once been was smooth flat skin. There was no shaft, and no balls.
He grabbed at the air in his crotch, thinking he was just seeing incorrectly, but his hands just passed through empty space. Cocking his head from side to side and adjusting his eyes did nothing; there was no sign of his genitals. They were well and truly gone.
He yelped in horror, feeling the skin with his fingers and moving them along his crotch to his butt hole. `What the fuck is going on?' he thought. The taint felt flat as he pressed his hand along his stomach to his crotch and underneath until he got to his butt crack. He felt like weeping on the spot.
`Is everything ok?' The twink asked, turning around as he grew impatient for dick.
Jordan had forgotten the young man in front of him. `Ah, I gotta go, sorry,' Jordan threw his pants back on before the other man could spot his missing genitals and raced out of the shower room, leaving the twink perplexed and horny.
Thoughts ran through Jordan's mind as he clocked out of work and sped home in the car. `Where is my dick? What happened to my balls? Am I having a psychotic episode?' His heart was in his throat as he swerved through the streets, barely paying attention to how dangerous he was driving.
What if the Bod Mod app is malfunctioning?' The thought suddenly occurred to Jordan. Is that what's happened to me?' He grew more afraid as he began to wonder about what other changes the possibly malfunctioning app could do to him. Would it take away all his muscles? Could it amputate a limb? Would it leave him paralysed? Could it ... kill him?
Jordan gulped with the intrusive thoughts spinning around in his head. He rang Luke on his phone, needing some reassurance, but just got his voicemail.
Damn, Luke, just when I need you, you don't answer,' Jordan cursed as he sped toward home. No, no, there had to be a plausible explanation, surely,' he kept telling himself to calm down. But was there?