Just A Drone

“Dad?”

It didn’t seem to register. There wasn’t much of ‘Dad’ left now anyway. Any of that caper had long gone. They had got to him already. He was just one of the pigbrothers now.

You didn’t see your friend for the rest of the day. Nor was he answering your texts. The next day, when you went to pick him up for school,you gasped when he walked out of the house.

Gone was his long shaggy hair and baggy clothing. Replaced by a high and tight,and form fitting black clothing. Tight t-shirt under a leather three pocket vest. Jeans so tight you can see the outline of his cock down his left leg. The jeans were tucked into a pair of 30 eye Rangers

The most shocking thing to you was the long fat cigar in his jaw. Puffing it deep and slow,as he walked towards the car

He gets into the car"Sup fucker?“ You just stare at him. “What the fuck you lookin at fucker?” Before you can answer, the back door opens,and someone gets in.

It’s another friend that lives next door to your other friend. He was dressed and acting like your other friend. Right down to the big cigar in his jaw. He greets you just like your other friend did

So you decided to follow him when he left the house tonight. He stopped in front of a building,and got out.

He didn’t go into the building,but walked around to the back. When you look around the corner your eyes got big in shock

It was a patio for some kind of bar. Kneeling on the patio was your older brother. Dressed like your Dad and smoking the same big cigar.

The local team was having a pre-season promo event. Everyone was invited. Free stuff everywhere and the main attraction was a stand where you could gear up as one of the player..

Ben and Dan thought it would be fun, So they asked if he could, the coach look at him and said sure.

he took them to the locker that was prepared for the occcasion and soon there were both dressed in gear both wiyht number 8 ; all was left was gloves and helmet.

Ben noticed there was a golden helmet different than the other “what it this one ?” pointing at the golden helmet.

“it is a virtual helmet will make you feel as if you were in the game, this it is expeimental and i haven’t really used it yet.”

“can I put that one on?” Ben asked “i always wanted to be in a real game”

“sure” said coach

as soon as he put it on the helmet came to life it was not really a virtual helmet but an hypno brainwashing one, it made Ben asct as if it was a VR helmet.

It brainwashed Ben all day who succombed easily to the training never realising what was happening and having a blast. Helping making the event a success with the shiny golden helmet.

Dan had to leave the eent early but Ben stayed when coach asked him to.

As the even ended Coach brought him to a special room in the lockerrom were Ben transforation ; braiwashing and fate was finalised.

He told you life was too fuckin’ Short to live it as a fuckin'boring"norm". That everyone should let their inner pig out to play and that’s exactly what he had done.

You ask him again where your brother is. He finally tells you that the l'il piglet was fuckin'busy. You ask him busy doing what. He tells you that he had told you. He was busy fucking and that he would show you

He decided to investigate. So he asked one of the changed students what happened to him.

The student smirked around the big cigar,and as he slowly exhaled the smoke said;“ What fuckin’ changes wanker? Aw fuck it!! Just fuckin’ go to the Chatam St. Fair and see for yourself cunt!!”

The next day was Saturday, and he decided to check it out. He got to Chatam St and started looking around. It seemed that everywhere he looked,he was seeing males from the town. Also in leather gear and smoking big cigars. Some were sucking or being sucked. Fucking or being fucked with other males in leather

Sons with fathers. Brothers with brothers. By the time he had made it halfway down the street,he had been transformed as well

The good morally upstanding guidance counselor was gone. In his place stood a NASTY QUEER big maduro smoking gearpig PigDADDY

He grabbed the first" norm"he saw. Ripped his shorts off. Bent him over and fucked his huge pigdick into the open hole in front of him. Fucking him until he was a gearpig as well

Ted had always thought the biohazard gear was a hot look, and often dared himself to buy some. He took the plunge and visited the new PigBrother sex shop that had opened up in some ungentrified part of the neighbouring area. The shopkeeper seemed to be able to read Ted like a book, and helped him to try out some gear. Ted was nervous, but had secretly thought he could grab a selfie of him wearing the gear in the changing room at least. The shopkeeper sensed this, and caught Ted about to take a quick snap. “Ah, another instagay, huh? Shame, that rubber looks hot on you kid. Here, why don’t you come out of there and I can admire the view and take a better photo for ya?” Ted was both scared but strangely turned on, as the rubber was doing much of the thinking for him. He somehow walked into the centre of the shop without thinking, and was soon putting on a show for the shopkeeper, even if Ted wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing.