Mean Genie #DAN

Dan was driving home, tired from work, sore from the gym and now just looking forwards to getting back to his own place for some sleep. He pulled up at the block of flats, lifted his heavy body out the car and made to climb the stairs. He was well built, not fat in the slightest and from a distance you wouldn’t know. A rugby player since he was a kid, college grad turned construction worker later in life, he was known on his site as ‘pretty boy’ on account of his youthful and well kept appearance.

click. he pushed his door open on the 9th floor and plodded in, tossing his work bag and clothes to the floor as he collapsed onto the sofa. “fuck….long day” reaching down beside the sofa he grabbed a beer from a mini fridge, thinking to himself he needed to change out of him gym shorts and white shirt before doing much else, he glanced at his phone to see what was ‘going on’.

However try as he might, a pop up kept appearing over the top of his usual apps. “hell is this….go away!” he shouted getting angry as he kept sliding the small Gold Lamp Symbol to uninstall, but it kept reappearing. Eventually he gave in, slowly standing, he began to pull off his shirt as he clicked the app. Muffled by the shirt over his face he muttered “maybe I can delete from inside the app” as he popped the shirt over his chest.

As he dropped the white fabric it to the floor his phone screen had turned golden, almost blinding him as he dropped the phone. It hit the floor and burst into a thick cloud, Dan jumped back from it as the smoke cleared and slowly revealed…

“ah mate, that is a lot beta. So how can I help ya?” “W-who are yo-” Dan began as he looked over the middle aged skin head in a tracksuit that had just appeared out of his phone. “W-wat actually bud. I’m a full blooded Genie. Kinda…” he said with a smirk. “hope phone to phone, see who bites ya know? So…” The scally Genie looked his master up and down briefly as of searching him for an answer. …“Dan? you look like a Dan, what would make you a happier lad Dan the man” Genie was now walking around the flat, flexing his own muscles and clicking his knuckles. Dan walked back to his phone, now smoking on the floor, and picked it up. it still worked but now read 1% battery, which kind of made sense after what he just saw happen to it.

“so er do I get wishes then?” Dans hesitation was well founded as the skin head glared “yeah all three and a fukin unicorn while I’m at it. Nah mate, you ask and I’ll see what I can do alright?” he paused and sighed sparking up a long joint he pulled from nowhere and took a long drag. He sighed, as far bored for saying it “Say you wanna be King Kong yeah? That’s gonna need all you got, so dependin’ on wat you want is what ya get”

Dan was now sitting back onto his sofa and thinking. Rubbing his stubble, “yeah I get you, like a battery, got so much” the Genie actually laughed to himself “heh, a battery ay? ya know that’s pretty good I’ll ave to remember that for the next one”

Dan thought hard, he’d never thought hard before but now was the time. ‘What do I want? do I need anything? money? fame?’ he frowned looking up at the Skinhead. “What about being able to make money while I’m at home? for something I’m good at rather than working all day on the site?”

Genie seemed to weigh up ideas before he gave a thumbs up. “Pretty sure that’s ok mate” “Let’s do it” Dan said as he stood up, assuming he would need to make a formal wish like the movies. However before he even managed to get all the way up he felt dizzy. The room around him spinning as it blurred away before slowly coming back to him. He stumbled slightly as his foot caught on a leather strap. “what the-” he went on grab it but the strap leapt up his arm, leaving behind a thick black strap around his bicep before wrapping into a large, thick X over his chest and back and lopping into a steel ring. "HEY! “G-get it off!” Seeing the room around him now in focus Dan couldn’t help but notice there were other straps and weird leather objects along one wall. the rest for his flat seemed the same all but a tripod and camera in the corner pointed at the sofa and the wall behind it.

The Genie tugged on the back of the chest harness playfully, checking out the thick steel padlock on the back that locked it on. “What?! But why?! I can’t keep it on like this and what are those!” he shouted pointing as the wall of leather. The Skinhead shrugged and walked over, looking curious. “looks like your job is trying out stuff for…” he read the label on one of the items. “…Rugby Man Gay Accessories” Dan was already looking at the camera and straight away his phone jumped into life again and began to ring. The caller ID said WORK. The Genie grinned, not gonna answer your new boss?

Without hesitation he did, again his will. “Oi oi boss” he said, his voice now surprising gruff and rugged. “Hey, just got your email about wanting to work full time with us?” the male voice replied. “Yea boss-” Dan automatically continued playing along as if he had a clue what was happening “Quit the construction site this mornin’. But I want my pay doubled, I bring in more viewers than any one else on your site.” the voice paused. “OK Dan, I’m sure we can work that out. You’ll need to get that video to us still….Erm….let me check which one-” Dan silently listened to the man flicking through papers on the other end “-oh yeah course, your doing the Hardcore cock and ball video this afternoon with the new box we sent you, have that video to us by this evening as always, and we can discuss your new contact full time tomorrow if that’s good by you”

“sounds class boss” Dan had never sounded so big or sounded as confident before in his life but his autopilot answers scared him. Why didn’t he have control! Finally his boss said goodbye and he hung up. The second Dan was able to speak as himself again, he turned to face the Genie.

“The fuck did you do to me! I-I-” Dan stuttered as he tried to take in everything around him. “Dude ya get wat you asked fo’. Your good at rugby and looks like you got recognized for all that hard work” “yeah but this ain’t rugby is it!” the skinhead frowned and looked a bit insulted “well you asked for a job from home…you can’t PLAY rugby inside a flat can ya dumbass”

Dan sighed rubbing his head, the skinhead was right of course, those were his words. “well make me back to a construction workers again then”

“na, one way street. I mean I can do but you’d still have this job, so you’ll be a busy boy, but YOU asked for it, you can’t make it go away, gotta live with the consequences geezer. I don’t exactly decide how these are gonna go I just do what you say”

“well I gotta do something about this-” A loud knock at the door. “delivery for a Dan Hobson?” a man shouted from the other side. Dan tried not to respond but his bod strode to the door, no longer ashamed of his bare chest and harness, swung it open and took the large box from the delivery guy. He was a good foot shorter than Dan who signed and closed the door in his face without a word. “says it’s from work, better not be the-” his eyes widened in horror as he saw the device inside. As the man had said on the phone, the new box contained thick leather gear for Dan to wear on his cock and balls. The boss has had used the word ‘hardcore’ on the phone and as Dan held some of it up he could see why.

It was thick leather, with three heavy rings. One for each ball and one for his cock. all attached into a sort of leather jock strap with its own padlock around the waist. He couldn’t see a key in the box. The last item out the box had a note attached ‘free gift’ it said. Dan took it and opened it. “oh fuck off” he said as he held the massive steel chain collar, also had an oversized metal dog tag that read “No’1” probably a reference for his viewers.

“Someone’s popular innit” Genie said as he puffed on his joint. “Try it on den big man let’s see you work” Dan did so like a machine. Unable to resist for even for a moment as he went from holding to wearing the chain in seconds. As it clicked closed he immediately tried to remove it but found it wouldn’t undo or fit over his head. it was fairly tight and held to his neck making him look like a thug.

“suit ya mate” “seriously fuck! I don’t want this we have to do something!” Dan shouted not struggling with all the new attachments he didn’t want on him. “Well wat DO you want then?” the Genie answered cross armed and looking bored. Dash going to think of an answer when the camera in the corner clicked on and his laptop sprung to life. A window showing the cameras view of him and a chat window appeared.

baz67: hey man! right on time sexy jizzman:oh yeah noice! baz67: can’t wait for this gerry99: where is he? missing my favorite cam show (jizzman paid 5 pounds) jizzman: there that should get him to put on his kit!

Dan pleaded with the Genie “please you gotta do something” while his huge arms were lifted up. He’d never put them by his sides ever again. Like those huge roided body builders, stuck looking like he was constantly trying to puff up with his arms sticking out. “What do I say to stop this?!” His body automatically began to stand and slide off his shorts, then his boxers. Revealing his sizeable package and hairy rugby gut six pack. “make a request or I’m leaving your Gay ass to it, not my job to tell you wat YOU want izzit bellend”

Dan thought, harder than ever, he needed a way out. He pulled the leather jock strap and rings up his legs. Hands ready to feed his thick Dick and balls into them. “ah cold!” he shouted, still half watching the comments from horny viewers that kept flooding in as he pushed both balls into their sockets. Both now hung through the leather jock strap. held apart from his Dick which was next. Dan screamed in his head as the ring gripped his shaft and he started to be forced into an erection, the blood unable to escape.

“Arg! Just make it so I can’t wear these ever again!” he shouted at the Genie, who stubbed out his joint and clicked his fingers. The room didn’t shift this time, but Dan felt his body changing. He watched as his body ballooned outwards, the leather jock replaced by a huge steel cage, locking him away. Not that it mattered, in seconds his rugby six pack had become a hairy muscle gut, then a full roid ball matted with black hair that made it impossible for Dan to see his lower half. His pecs inflated to rise up, the harness and chain collar remained only getting larger to accommodate if only slightly. His neck and shoulders were next, starting to press against his head.

“W-what, I’m so big” he almost spat out as he tried to move, finding his new bulk hard to maneuver. Soon his shoulders, bicep and gut held his arms in a t-pose and he fell back to the sofa. “I can’t….ung-” he struggled as he kept inflating. The camera was still on and the chat continued on as if nothing was happening, joking and jeering at the hulk man who could barely me they paid to see.

“well ya ain’t gonna be wearing these ever again ay” Genie laughed as he held out the leather jock and rings from before. It looked comically small compared to Dan now. “But-LOOK at me! I can’t even reach my Dick! and it’s hurts more than before! Arg!” he winced as he tried to not be hard inside his cage but it seemed impossible. There door rattled as someone opened it with a keys only Dan thought he had. Trying to look he saw a man, not much bigger or older looking than he used to be, wearing a black vest, jeans with a short spiky hair cut. “Who-” Dan began but before he could the man butt in, walking past the Genie Dan realized he couldn’t see him. “sorry I’m late beast” he threw the keys down and strode to the wall of leather straps like he owned the place. “Bitch of a traffic jam, oh your already recording?” Dan strained to look at the Genie, his head stiff, neck rubbing against his bowling ball against his bowling ball shoulders while his thickening beard was pressed up over his pecs.

“I-gotta-do something, this-I can’t live like this” his voice was now so deep and gravely that the guy that walked barely understood him “What was that big guy? I’ll be there in a second” but Genie heard. He walked over, pulling out another joint and sitting next to the man mountain on the sofa. “Wat ya gonna do bout it?” he almost jeered him on as he poked his muscle gut. Which by itself hung over all sides of him yet managed to hold a perfectly firm round ball that pressed against everything else.

The man had now grabbed a handful of gear and presented the huge ball gag, thick black dildo and finally a gigantic cock ring he had over his wrist like a bangle, to display to the web cam. Dan couldn’t see the screen for the replies but by the way the man spoke they seemed thrilled at what was happening. “Welcome Beast followers I’m his handler, and we’re gonna be showing off the XXL hardcore range of products today-calm down I’m getting to it- starting with removing his cage and fitting the our all new cock ring” he held up the 4 inch wide cock ring, along its edge it was large enough to have a battery and some features Dan couldn’t even guess at. “No wait-” he began to protest but before he could the man has gotten onto all fours and began to press under the huge gut. revealing the cage, skin pressing though the gaps. He felt the ring slide easily over the top before a click as the cage was released.

Dan gasped, his huge bulk free to expand to its full size as the mass inflated. Soon the ring was as tight as he could imagine it could ever have been to wear one. His cock felt easily wider than the 4 inch ring he’d seen him hold. He couldn’t picture it in his head, but he could feel his massive thighs being pressed appart as engorged. “Oh Beast has been desperate for that! Caged for a week and look at the results lads-thank you for the 100 dollars britlad7-next I’ll get the dildo ready”

Genie lent around to see the massive member He laughed out loud. “Fuck me mate, that’s gotta be a 2 foot long easy, damn most men couldn’t walk with that, mate you are a beast!” Dan was basically pinned by his own mass, and finally hearing the dildo being slathered with lube he knew he had one chance. “I want this to stop just tell me what to say” Genie moved back “you just need to say what you want Bro, I’m pretty low on magic mind, depends what you say you know dat” Dan knew what he wanted, it was all he could think, he wanted everyone to go, for this whole ordeal to be over. He heaved his huge chest up for a deep breath. “Make everyone go away and I need to be able to like….live like this!” “two? well I’ll do what I can fella, hope it’s what you wanted” and he slapped him on the gut.

The room spun a final time, the wall vanished, as did the man, no? he didn’t vanish but became a builder in a high visibility vest. Around Dan his sons became a steel bed and the straps stretched and attached to the frame. Days mouth was forced open and a long pipe snaked from it to a box on the wall. His bowling sized balls and 2 foot shaft hung freely as his legs were held apart by strong steel chains. As if to compensate his hairy body filled the spaces as they appeared His head pointing straight up, his head bald and beard, chest, and pit hair had all merged into one matted mess that stank on BO that filled his nostrils. He mumbled into the pipe. It was in audio able.

“All good mate no worries. No idea what you people do in these things but your all set up” “Mumphhh” he struggled against his mass but realized he was just too musclebound and everything else was chained, strapped or just to heavy to move. He was immobile. “It feeds 3 times a day, and your viewer’s can operate the arm to do whatever they wanna, and I’ll leave you to it. As you requested on your form it works for 6 weeks at a time before I’ll need to come service the machines. You take care and see you in 6 weeks Beast”

Dan looked up in horror as long robotic arm buzzed over to him. he saw a screen on the ceiling, placed so he could see it, flicker on. it revealed the many camera angles of his mountain of muscle. He was almost round, his biceps were so large that he realized that they weren’t tied down. He couldn’t lift up against his shoulders, lower them even an inch against his gut or close his pit which was held open, only making the merge of body hair and stink worse.

Named appeared, as people began to vote and pay money for what from a list they could pay to see.

5 Hour Milking - 1000 dollars, was the first thing that won, quickly followed by the 2 foot long ass plug.

He mumbled as the arm disappeared and could wriggle as it pressed under his gut from a space that must have been under the bed. Spoon he felt a sacking as, like a vacuum, he felt a tube as big as a gutter pipe sliding up the 2 feet before it met the Base of his gut and the suction popped it into position. “MHHHMMPH!” Beast shouted into the gag and pipe as the sucking began to pump the pipe up and down and ferocious speed. the whole motion of over a foot making his balls swing violently under him like massive pendulums. The sack being stretched as they hung a full for of their own under his mechanical bed.

“Well looks like I’m done mate” the mean Genie chat said with a depressed sigh as he waved his hand over hands face. His whole arm was starting to fade. “MUUUMPH!” “Yeah I’m all out, but you got everything you asked for. Gonna be all by yourself now and you’ll be rich…probably pretty fuking famous too” Dan kept trying to get his attention, as a large 5 hour countdown began on his screen for the Milking session. Chats flooding in with suggestions and ideas. But the Genie had long since faded away. Onto see what the next guy thinks will make him a happier man