Vince swore he’d never wear the suit again. But a drained bank account, a fading career, and an approved...
I Don’t Own My Likeness
Hey you—yeah, you, reading this post. This one’s not a quick jolt of transformation kink. I Don’t Own My Likeness is a slow burn, built like a novel, where each chapter tightens the screws and pushes Vince Karros deeper into a change he can’t escape.
Settle in. It only gets more consuming from here.
Vince wanted to make money wearing his old TV uniform again. But when he zips it up,...
The suit fits. The crowd screams. And when Vince finally says the line, something inside him clicks...
Vince steps onto the leather bar patio in full uniform. The crowd erupts. Cameras flash. Chants rise....
