Pain Daddy

Quinn had been constantly eyeing another man for days, his heart fluttering catching the man's uninterested glances. Quinn had been hitting on them for a while, but they always claimed they weren't interested with Quinn supposedly too young. Quinn couldn't have been more surprised one night when a dejected attempt was reciprocated, the man finally showing interest in taking Quinn home.

Quinn felt his insides start to melt hearing the man's low voice, accepting their invitation to come home for the night. No sooner did Quinn step into the house did the man aggressively start making out with him, grabbing Quinn's clothes and stripping them off. Quinn's pants were around his legs when the man pushed Quinn against the wall forcing Quinn's hands in the air. Quinn quickly grew confused when he heard a click and felt metal around his wrists.

Quinn' felt his's weight suddenly pulled back forward by the metal, giving Quinn little time to regain his balance before taking in the situation. He found cuffs around his wrists, attached to an extended chain that the man was now looping through a hook in the ceiling. In a moment the chain was pulled, forcing Quinn's body to move right under where the hook was. Quinn felt like he was about to fall when the chain caught his weight, suspending him with his arms in the air, body vulnerable.

Quinn felt chills run up his spine as he looked back at his captor, seeing a wicked smile returned. Quinn's mind raced, wondering if there was anything he should do or if he could wait it out. He'd never been into BDSM and hated pain, but he couldn't deny the exhilaration of the moment. Shouting was no longer an option when the man pulled out an orange ball gag, shoving it into Quinn's mouth and tightening it.

Despite the gag's texture it didn't taste like rubber. Instead it had a strange musky quality reminding him of a carpet. Quinn felt his saliva starting to build, pulling the flavor even further into his mouth. Salt and earth filled his sinuses as the spit drained down his throat. In a moment his system was tainted with the scent, each breath pulling even more of it into his body.

A fuzzy numbness had started to spread from his stomach, whether from the taste or his suspended position he couldn't tell. It wasn't until it began to spread to his underbelly that he knew something else was happening. He felt it on his skin, a tickling furriness that couldn't be imagined. He struggled to look down as he felt it move up to his chest, spreading into his armpits and pulling sweat from his pores.

Quinn was certain the smell was no longer just coming from the ball gag. He could feel it in the humidity of the air surrounding him, almost wrapping him him like an invisible hand. He hadn't seen the hair that had spread on his body, incited from the ballgag. His sweat now had the same earthly salty smell, filling the room with its vapor as it soaked into his new fur. The beard that had appeared from stubble trapped it too, holding it against his face.

A receding hairline completed Quinn's transformation into a daddy, his metabolism and nerves adjusted to suit his new body. Quinn had lost track of the man, too preoccupied by the sensations across his skin and the smell flooding his mind. In a moment a paddle hit Quinn's rear hard, revealing the captor's location. Quinn yelped before the pain was replaced by cold numbness. Quinn couldn't do anything as the man reached out and grazed Quinn's exposed ass with his fingertips, sending electric signals up through Quinn's stretched body.

The signals reached his mind before spreading to the rest of him, a tingling sensation spreading into his skin. Another smack a moment later caused another wave to send through his body, firing off the nerves that had become so active. His skin broke out in sweat again. He'd never thought pain could feel this good. The man finally walked in front of Quinn, their hand trailing Quinn's furry ribs.

"You ready to be my pain daddy?" The man said, an evil look on his face.

Quinn had no option but to nod, his will crumbling as dopamine flooded his body into submission.