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Groping himself as he came out of the chamber Bull Slave grinned happily as his eyes glowed with the hypnotic energy he'd been subjected to, his new muscles were ridiculously large, and his package had grown enormously. His heavy footsteps filled the room as he stood before his new master, flexing as he groped his package. "How do you feel, Bull Slave one?" Master asked, grinning as the Bull enjoyed himself.

"Fantastic Mater, I'm glad to have been part of your new muscle slave enterprise, Master," Bull Slave said, all thoughts of his old life were inconsequential to him now, though Master had let them stay there for a reason. He was a young bull only at twenty, and he had been on the fast track to the Dean's List... well he was before. The thing about his machine was that it used up a lot of intelligence and made it into muscle, so Bull Slave was very happy as a muscled buffoon. Though he did have the capability of acting smart... with some help.

"I'm glad you're doing so well, Bull Slave. Now that you're all ready, I have a very important mission for you. You see I require more muscle slaves, but just to get you was a giant pain in the ass..." Master said, groping his giant slave's bulging thong. "So I want you to help me bring in some new meat with some sort of ruse..." Master pondered for a moment as he looked over the gorgeous hunk of Bull, and a plan came to mind. "You know... I heard modeling gives some fair money, and college students do lovemoney..."

Bull Slave continued to smile dumbly, his eyes glazed over as he groped himself. He would have to dump that stupid girlfriend while he was out helping master, the machine had helped him see the error of his ways about women. Now he was a man loving machine, and he wanted to bend over a guy and fuck them so hard... He came as his master continued to pace, gasping as he basked in his afterglow with his new damp thong. Though it grew tight once more as the constantly aroused bull was turned on once more. "I've got it, Slave!" Master announced, and Bull Slave grinned dumbly as he turned his attention to his enslaver.

"You are going to pose a modeling job to some of your friends, I'd say... four hundred dollars would be a sufficient amount to offer them. Go get dressed in the room, and use the wrist band that I've supplied to give you the looks of what you used to look like. I can't have anybody figuring out you've changed," Master explained, and Bull Slave nodded a few times before going to where Master pointed him. Soon Master planned to have multiple muscular dimwits at his hands, and he could sell them for hundreds... if not thousands of dollars!

***

Harry and Otis weren't exactly the most active people at their college, which was to be expected from members of the college's anime club. The bear and badger along with their friend Charlie the bull were geniuses in their own right, and had made the college's Dean List at least once each, though Charlie was just about to get onto it. The pair was currently in the process of beating another RPG together, they tended to beat them together so they wouldn't miss out on the story. "Use the final spell!" Harry said, the bear grinning as his friend hit the button and cast the demolishing spell on the final boss of the game.

"Sweet! We beat him!" Otis shouted, the pair giving one another high fives as they watched the final few cutscenes. "Should we finish up our homework?" the badger asked, taking a handful of popcorn from the bowl between them.

"Once Charlie gets back. I promised I'd help him with his homework because apparently his math professor has taken two weeks off, but still expects them to know everything. I'm making sure he doesn't lose his track to the Dean's List," the bear said, taking a bite out of the popcorn before going to the bathroom. Taking a glance at himself in the mirror, Harry glanced himself over. His father had expected him to follow in his footsteps and become some heavy lifting construction man, but the bear had never put on the same muscle as his younger brother or father. He was much more of a brain, and he was excited to graduate from college with his degree in physics.

He went to the bathroom, fishing his penis out of his pants he blushed as it was hard to get out. Harry didn't try to think about his penis too much as it was far longer than most people's were, topping twelve inches he had to hide it when he had been in the gym taking showers. Harry may not have been physically fit, but he was confident that at least some woman might take interest in his penis. "Gutter mind..." he muttered to himself, pissing before stuffing it back into his pants.

The door swung open to reveal Charlie who looked a tad bit dizzy as he walked into the dorm room, Otis waved to him as the last of the credits of the rpg rolled off of the screen. "Charlie, what's going on?" the badger asked, smiling as the bull looked at him before smiling.

"Otese, it's good to see you," Charlie said, walking over and snatching up some of the popcorn.

"It's... Otis bud," Otis said, chuckling as Charlie shrugged and scarfed the popcorn down in one bite. "So what have you been? We beat the game while we were waiting for you," Otis said, chomping down on some more popcorn between words. Stepping out from the hall Harry smiled at Charlie before walking over to the table to grab his notebooks for homework.

"Well me wanted to tell you two that me found a great job for all of we," Charlie said, grinning at his friends as the pair shared a confused look.

"What's with the grammar, Charlie?" Harry asked, Charlie was usually the one to correct them on grammar, so for him to have such poor grammar it was a bit of a hang up.

For a few moments Charlie panicked before hearing a voice in his ear, and he smiled confidently once more. "I was just testing you guys," he laughed, waving off their concerns as he ate another bite of popcorn. For a moment there was silence before Otis laughed, shaking his head as he finished off the last of their popcorn.

"That is a lame ass joke, Charlie. So what's this job that took up so much of your precious time?" Harry said, smiling as he pulled out his notebooks.

Listening to Master's words playing right into his ears, Bull Slave repeated them to the roommates. "Well I found this ad for jockstrap modeling, and when I went in I was given four hundred for just a single pic," he said, and the other two froze as they looked at him.

"Jockstrap modeling? I mean... isn't that for guys with awesome physiques?" Otis asked, Harry nodding in agreement with the badger's sentiment. Neither of the pair were physically built in the least, and with the illusion projected by the band Charlie didn't look fit either.

"I thought the same thing, but they're really desperate for models. They wanted me to invite other friends to help model, and they said that for every picture it's four hundred dollars," the bull said, and the other two were finally starting to relax into the idea.

"Four hundred dollars isn't anything to sneeze at..." Otis said, scratching his chin as Harry nodded. "Maybe we should go see them tomorrow..."

"No!" Charlie shouted, and the pair jumped in shock. Charlie took a quick breath and put on his calm face again. "They're only in town for today, and it really shouldn't take that long to take a few pics," he said, and the pair exchanged glances again.

"Homework could wait until tomorrow..." Harry said, and with a smile the badger and bear nodded before putting away their homework. "Let's go check this out, Charlie. I wouldn't mind a few hundred dollars in my bank account!"

***

They walked into a photography studio, and when they walked in they were met by a lion writing some information onto a small card. Looking up he smiled as they drew near, and he nodded at Charlie. "Welcome back. I'm assuming these are your friends that you've brought for the modeling?" he asked, and when Charlie nodded and smiled at the bear and badger. "Welcome! As I'm sure you've heard we're leaving tomorrow sadly, but I'm glad that you came. I'll just call up my boss and tell him that you'll be with us. Just go into the back and enter the changing rooms," he said, picking up the phone before dialing in a number and talking to the boss.

"Come on, I'll show you the way," Charlie said, leading them into some back changing rooms. Inside was a box full of jockstraps, and after some coercing the bear and badger walked into the changing rooms to change into the small straps. The bull stripped off his clothing to reveal his jockstrap, and he pulled off the band to show his true form. "I'll meet you guys after your pictures. I'm going to go get some done for myself," he shouted through the doors, and walked off to meet with Master.

Otis and Harry came out, blushing under their fur as they saw one another. They did not have the physique to be wearing some revealing items of clothing, but the money outweighed their embarrassment. "We'll never speak of this to anyone," Otis said, and Harry agreed. "I am curious though, I've never seen Charlie this excited about something... well save for the Dean's List..." Otis observed, but Harry rose a finger.

"Don't forget the ending of Final Fantasy X. He nearly killed us when we threatened to play it without him," the bear said, and with a laugh the badger agreed.

Stepping into the dressing rooms, the lion smiled at the pair. "Well I'm glad to see that you two are all dressed. Now I'll just need one of you two to come with me, and the other can wait here," the lion said, and the pair both rose their eyebrows.

"Can't we both just come out?" Harry asked, but the lion shook his head.

"You see my boss only likes one at a time. I know this seems really simple to you with it just being jockstrap pictures, but he's super uppity about this stuff. He has very specific poses for certain models, and he hates having to deal with more than one at a time. You should've seen the nightmare of his last album..." the lion said, shaking his head as he scratched the back of his head.

Glancing at each other, Otis volunteered to go first. Harry was only too happy to oblige as he didn't want to be going out just yet... Following behind the lion, Otis stood in the place the lion told him to. The camera standing in front of him was super expensive looking, and he was just glad he didn't have to buy something like that. "Where's your boss?" he asked, and the lion looked embarrassed once more.

"He will only come out if you're completely ready. So he has to have me help you get in position. I just need you to flex your arms like this, and puff out your chest like this," the lion explained, showing himself puffing out his arms and flexing his arms as if he were some weight lifter.

"Aren't we just taking pictures of the jockstrap?" he asked, and when the lion nodded he just sighed and struck the post. "I hope this doesn't last too... what the f-" Otis' words were cut off though as a metal tube lowered over him, and the lion dropped his innocent look as he laughed and rubbed his paws together. He was glad he was rather skinny and timid looking, or else he might cause suspicion. "Alright Otis, I think it's about time for you to become Badger Slave one," Master laughed, pressing a few buttons on the tube's exterior.

To be honest the posing wasn't mandatory, he just found it amusing to watch the wimpy badger go in and come out a buff gay man slave. "Start," he said, and inside the buzzing noise that signaled the program turning on.

Inside of the tube Otis found himself incapable of moving as some odd force kept him still, and then a moment later the entire pod filled with a blue light. It was like a ufo's light, Otis was embarrassed to admit that he loved the idea of being beamed up by a ufo. Though this was really weird... his mind suddenly felt weird... like he had been shocked and... the words were slow to come to mind as Otis felt a new urge arise... one to flex... and pose... and suck dick.

Already draining away intelect and freewill, the machine got to work making him stronger... more muscular... and more meaty in his jockstrap. Otis groaned as the blue tight made his cock tingle... he didn't realize that it was swelling past his old nine inches... twelve inches... a whole fifteen inches. New thoughts about being commanded to bend over for his new master, or planting his quivering cock in some man's bubble butt were growing stronger as Otis started to fade into Badger Slave.

Master didn't make the process too long as he felt it may ruin the magic of the moment, he loved it short... and even though it only took a few minutes he became impatient very fast. Bull Slave had been commanded to hide in the back room so Otis wouldn't be suspicious, but he was very tempted to command the bull to come out and ram his ass until it was as open as the grand canyon. "Patience..." he muttered to himself, watching as the lights danced across the surface of the tube. "He'll be ready soon enough..."

Badger Slave... Otis felt himself growing more muscles, caring less about grades and more about pleasing his manly sexy master. Facial hair was usually something he despised, but now he thought about growing it just to impress his master. He knew he would be sold to someone on the slave market as he would make the perfect manly slave, after training of course. The programming couldn't fix everything about him, but for now it would have to do to make him the perfect training slave.

After a mere ten minutes the tube opened to reveal Badger Slave groping himself, the front of his jockstrap dripping from cum already. He was ready to serve Master, and he grinned dumbly as Master licked the front of his jockstrap. "Perfect... now for the third one."

***

It took three years, but the trio had been trained as their Master had gained a large amount of slaves through manipulation and a lot of ads. The trio had become the poster men for their Master's brand, and had tricked many aspiring young men into becoming their Master's slaves. Now after three years of complex training of many different types, they flexed in front of the slave market. There was a lot of competition as the male gay slave market had grown, but the three were very enticing.

"How did you train them so well?" a rhino asked, admiring Bear Slave's whole seventeen inches in his swollen jockstrap.

"It was simple enough. Just a lot of weight machines, a great diet, and my own personal secret," Master said, chuckling as bids for his three slaves were put in. He'd miss them, but they were making him a mint, and that wasn't including Bear Slave's very own little brother who they'd manipulated into coming for a visit, and now he was a great slave, though his cock wasn't as big as his older brother's he was far more built. Soon enough Master would have a growing empire, and he was already making new machines to make enslaving men even easier...