[Yaoi, Corruption, Muscle Growth, Age Regression, Scat]

“Oh, you shouldn’t have brought those handsome boys here! I just can’t resist seeing them knocked down!”

Tatsumi Kanji was in a dangerous situation. He didn’t really know how he had ended up waking up inside a steamy bathhouse, but the reasons weren’t nearly what bothered him as much as what he ended up encountering.

What he saw was another version of himself. A version that claimed to be his true self. And he claimed that he was… Well, interested in dudes. Which wasn’t right! Just because he liked sewing didn’t mean he was gay!

But the other him was certain of it. And considering the two that came to try and save him, the transfer student and that Yosuke boy… Well, he was hard pressed to find a proper defense for this. Why did they have to be the ones to come and save him anyway?! Why couldn’t it have been a chick?!

Unfortunately, even though those two had put up a really good fight against the mutated form of his other self, the one that towered above them both while buried inside that bed of flowers… They both fell. And with their unconscious bodies laying on the floor, there was little that Kanji thought he could do.

“Damnit..!” The young punk shouted as he slammed his fist against the ground. What could he do now? He wasn’t strong like them. And… Honestly, they kinda looked really hot while they were pinned against the ground. Like he could just go over and…

N-No, those weren’t his thoughts. Those were the thoughts of that faker that claimed to be him! He wasn’t gay! He definitely wasn’t interested in two boys that he hardly talked with before this!

“Oh, but you’re soooo gay, Kanji.” His Shadow giggled, the big mutated form having disappeared and given way to the completely naked other self. He was rock hard just talking about how attracted he was to men, to the point where his rod was very nearly brushing up against the side of the young man’s head…

“G-Get away from me, you freak!” Kanji shouted as he tried to get away from his ‘other self’. “I keep telling you, you’re not me!” Even if it didn’t do anything, he didn’t want to admit that the other version of himself was anywhere close to being him. He was a fake! A fraud!

Shadow Kanji giggled as he started glowing a bit more gold. “Aw, looks like somebody needs an attitude adjustment. Don’t worry, Kanji. You’ll see how much you love boys, once you’ve opened your heart up to them.”

Before the young man could do anything, the other version of himself walked straight into him… And disappeared. He blinked and looked around, but he couldn’t see him. What was… Was he ultimately just some sort of bad trip or what?

Kanji dwelled on the thought, only for the warm steam of the bathhouse to rub up against his body. Wasn’t he wearing clothes just a moment ago? Why could he feel the steam rubbing…

As he looked down at himself, he was shocked to discover that he was way smaller than he really should be. Like, he looked like he belonged back in preschool! Not only that, but he was dressed just like his Shadow, which left his regressed body clad in nothing but a loincloth.

“This isn’t funny!” He shouted and stomped against the ground, unaware of the gentle gold glow surrounding him. “Get out here and fight me at least! Don’t just play tricks on me!” He shouted into the ceiling above. He didn’t like this… B-besides, if he was a young boy again, then he couldn’t be in here. Bathhouses weren’t for young boys.

A soft giggle poured through his ears, and his eyes were forcibly turned towards the two boys that had tried to save him. Two boys that were now stripped down and dressed in the same sort of loincloth that draped his nethers.

But they didn’t seem right. And it wasn’t just because they were giggling in the exact same way as the voice inside his ears. No, it was because their skin had turned monochrome. One half was completely white, one half completely black…

While he had been mostly out of it during the fight against the Shadow, Kanji did recognize those colors. They were the colors of those strangely muscular men that had flanked his other self. But neither of those two boys were anywhere as strong looking as they had been.

This changed as both the transfer student and Yosuke started to flex. It took a few moments before they both started to bulge outward. Growing stronger. More monstrous. Losing their humanity, the natural result of being defeated inside this world.

Both of them lost their individual traits. They became complete copies of one another. The only thing that made them distinct were the massive mars symbols painted across their chest. One was blue, and one was pink. The Shadow with the blue symbol flexed with pride, while the Shadow with the pink symbol seemed to giggle a little as the young boy stared straight at him.

Just like that, the two boys that were meant to save him were turned into little more than monsters. And all that Kanji could do was watch. Because there was nothing that he could possibly do that would even come close to saving them.

And the worse part? The worse part was how painfully erect he was. Underneath his loincloth was a throbbing rod, which was already starting to make the cloth grow wet. He was letting out his adorably tiny spurts of precum. He wasn’t nearly old enough to make a proper squirt of cum, and yet he did his best.

He wasn’t gay. Kanji was absolutely sure of that. But something about looking at those two monsters was turning him on. Whether he gravitated towards their amazing and incredibly manly bodies, or their loincloths which seemed to bulge and struggle to try and contain whatever was hidden within…

“You’re incredibly gay. These two? They’re like this because you want it.” His Shadow’s voice poured through his head, giggling all the while as his cock grew even harder. It couldn’t be true. It couldn’t!

But it was. And his true self knew it. That’s why he set all of this up. Because he wanted to educate the boy. If he didn’t learn about his gay nature from a young age, there was no way that he’d accept it.

The two shadows slowly approached the young boy, each of them grinning on their otherwise featureless faces. They were more than happy to please him, especially after he looked at them like he needed them.

Down went their loincloths. And their disgusting cocks came out in full force. Just looking at them was enough to make anybody that wasn’t a horrible pervert retch. And since Kanji just kept staring, that only added to his true nature.

The one with the blue symbol’s cock was filthy. Outright filthy. His cock’s foreskin was uncut, and just peeling it back a little would reveal a proverbial buffet of dick cheese. The smell was so bad that it would probably melt somebody’s brain into nothingness if they got too close to it…

Which was why Kanji did exactly that. With his body primarily running on auto pilot, he gently crawled towards that massive member. The thing that was even bigger than he was… And he slowly but surely started to suck on it. The head was way too big for him, and yet he still tried.

As a reward, the blue-symboled shadow gave him exactly what he wanted. By thrusting his cock as deep into his hole as it could possibly go. Thanks to the power of the world they were in, the boy could take it all the way down to the base. Feeling all of that meat sinking into him and slamming into his vulnerable stomach, while he scraped off all the dickcheese in the process. Letting him stew in the thickness and the scents…

Kanji could barely breathe. The only thing he could smell or inhale was the smell of the manly shadow. The corrosive smell of pure manhood. Something that was contagious to young boys who couldn’t figure out their sexuality like him.

His hips gyrated back and forth the longer that cock stayed within him. It was too good. So good that he could hardly hold back. He wanted it. He wanted it. He craved it. He wanted to cum and always serve as its cock sock. It felt that good to have it inside him…

Which was exactly when the shadow pulled out, grinning in response to the young slut’s need for his cock. And the trail of saliva that now covered his nearly-clean cock was a sign of that specific need…

Once he was finished using Kanji as nothing more than a sheath for his cock, the shadow with the pink symbol giggled and grabbed the boy by his shoulders. His strong arms would keep the boy from moving too much. And like the inhuman monster that it was, it twisted itself around so its ass faced the boy while its hands were still attached to his shoulders.

The young boy was immediately forced between those strong cheeks. Before he even got a chance to take a whiff of the stench wafting out. It was a powerful one. A different rotten smell than the one that came from the other dominant shadow’s cock, but one that still managed to burn away any resistance within the formative boy’s head.

And it could only get worse, as the shadow flexed a little. In that one motion, a torrent of sludge poured out of the hole that Kanji was pinned to. There was no way that he could stop it from sliding straight out of that hole and into his mouth, nor did he want to stop it. His cock was shooting blanks ever since he swallowed all that smegman, to taste a manly shadow’s shit was just the next step in the utter and total destruction of his sexuality…

Kanji couldn’t even think of women at this point. All that his mind was occupied with was how he could pleasure these wonderful cocks in front of him. How he could make love to them. How he could make sure that they were satisfied with his worship.

As he swallowed the last bit of shit pouring out from the shadow with the pink symbol, the muscled monster adjusted itself again, and the one with the blue symbol joined by his side. Both of them pointing their cocks straight at the young boy.

“You sure you’re not gay? If you’re not gay, then you’ll resist-”

Kanji’s Shadow didn’t even manage to finish before the regressed boy pulled himself free from those wonderful hands and pulled down his own loincloth, spreading his cheeks as he looked up at those two mighty men. All with heart-tipped mars symbols in his eyes.

He was mega gay. He was as gay as he could be. And the only thing that would satisfy his gay heart was being broken in by those massive cocks.

Both of the shadows, satisfied with the boy cumming just from showing off his hole to them, gave him part of his reward. Pissing on him preemptively, covering him and marking him as their territory. As the gayest thing they ever laid their eyes upon.

Kanji couldn’t hear his Shadow anymore. Because he understood completely. He was right. He really was gay. And now he wanted nothing more than to be the bitch of those two muscled monsters. He wanted them to destroy him!

And destroy them was exactly what they went to do. Grabbing him by one hip each, the two muscled shadows slammed their cocks as deep into that hole as they could possibly go. And then immediately letting their hips do the rest of the talking.

This was his fate. To be fucked inside the TV. Forever and ever. Some even say that if you tune into the Midnight Channel from that point on, you would see the show continuing, the young boy getting fucked until the screen went dark.

And then you’d find yourself craving that addictive hole for yourself, your body bulging as you crawl in to join his muscled harem...