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M4M transformation fiction

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A man with dark hair and a beard sits in a retro diner booth, smiling as he looks at his smartphone. Sunlight streams in from a large window beside him, and the background features checkered floors and red seats.

I Don’t Own My Likeness 7

2025-10-09 / / 0 Comments

Read from the beginning at I Don’t Own My Likeness 1.

Cease and Desist

The email subject line practically glowed on his cracked phone screen. BEER COMMERCIAL—Offer for V. Karros (Confirmed). 

Vince sat up straighter in the diner booth, nearly knocking over a bottle of hot sauce. A waitress in orthopedic sneakers shuffled past without looking at him. He thumbed open the message, his heart rate climbing. 

Inside was a brief note from his agent’s assistant, along with a PDF attachment. No preamble, no pleasantries, just Straight offer, no audition requirement. Attached. Call us. 

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A serious, gray-haired man in a suit sits at a desk in an office, working on a computer. A lamp and large window with city lights are in the background, giving the scene a professional, evening atmosphere.

COB

2025-10-05 / / 0 Comments

Doug Merritt sat at his desk, motionless except for the subtle clenching and unclenching of his thick hands. Big knuckled, tanned, and slightly calloused despite the years behind a desk, they gripped each other in his lap like he was trying to hide them from himself. 

Fifty-five and bulked thanks to the most expensive personal trainer he could find, Doug looked every bit the part of Chairman of the Board: charcoal wool suit, cut to perfection and hand stitched in London; perfectly symmetrical Windsor knot; pale blue shirt with French cuffs. His shoes gleamed. His tie was silk. His posture should have radiated control. But it didn’t. 

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A sign taped to a green door reads: AUDIOCRIME CALLBACKS 9 AM - 2 PM. Please do not knock unless you are on call sheet. Thank you.

I Don’t Own My Likeness 6

2025-10-02 / / 0 Comments

Read from the beginning at I Don’t Own My Likeness 1.

Too Vesta

The casting office didn’t even have a logo on the door, just a taped-up sign in black marker: AUDIOCRIME CALLBACKS 9 AM – 2 PM. Below it was a polite request not to knock unless you were on the call sheet. 

Vince signed in just below someone named Derek, which felt like a cosmic joke, and took a seat in one of the tan plastic chairs that lined the beige hallway. The walls were peeling, the carpet was low pile, and a little ring light glowed behind a half-open doorway. 

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Two men sit side by side on a bed in a dimly lit room, one looking at the other with a serious expression while the other stares ahead. An open book lies beside them, and a lamp glows softly in the background.

Malfunction

2025-09-28 / / 0 Comments

Wessex was monologuing about transcendental meditation… again. With each overemphasized syllable, his hands moved like a painter wielding a brush. His boyfriend Kenny nodded along, though the interest was feigned. Kenny was too busy wondering when the waiter would bring their food. 

Clyde smiled through it all, while his new boyfriend Eric sat beside him, unnervingly still, chin slightly raised. Eric hadn’t blinked in nearly two minutes. 

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A serious-looking man with short hair and a salt-and-pepper beard sits alone in a dimly lit defunct set of a sci-fi TV show bridge, wearing a dark green button-up shirt over a black t-shirt.

I Don’t Own My Likeness 5

2025-09-25 / / 0 Comments

Read from the beginning at I Don’t Own My Likeness 1.

Alone on the Bridge

He wasn’t supposed to be there. 

The studio lot, usually a hive of motion and caffeine-fueled logistics, had settled into an off-season hush. Only one gate was open after hours now, guarded by a prefab security shack and a bored-looking man in mirrored sunglasses scrolling through a phone. 

Vince hadn’t thought about his ID badge. He reached for it out of habit, half aware it was clipped to his belt loop, and only remembered its uselessness when the scanner chirped red. The guard looked up, unmoved. 

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A man in a denim shirt stands in a well-lit room, facing another person in a leather jacket whose back is to the camera. Light filters through sheer curtains behind the man in denim.

Twin temptation (Excerpt)

2025-09-21 / / 0 Comments

Hey, you. 

Today’s story is an excerpt from the JHW vault: Twin Temptation, a cuck & leather romance where loyalty gets tested under the weight of a brother’s boots. I’ve included a brief synopsis to get you up to speed. 

If this bit makes you sweat… maybe I’ll release more. 

—JHW 

Synopsis 

Leatherman Jeff is devoted to his husband Deacon, but he finds his loyalties tested when Deacon’s estranged twin, Dominic, returns to town. Deacon and Dominic are identical in appearance, but where Deacon is gentle and submissive, Dominic radiates effortless dominance, something Jeff has secretly longed for but never received from his husband. 

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Two shirtless men with beards sit side by side in bed, covered up to their waists with white sheets, looking serious and contemplative.

Best Man’s Burden 2

2025-09-14 / / 4 Comments

Get caught up on chapter 1 before reading on…

Chapter 2: A Name in the Dark

A pot of chamomile steeped quietly on the counter, casting a faint floral warmth through the apartment. Their shared desk—actually an old dining table they’d promised to replace twice—was littered with swatches, menu printouts, and two half-charged laptops facing each other like opponents in a civilized duel. Outside, the city exhaled softly through the windows, distant sirens and the hush of weekend traffic. Inside, things finally felt back in rhythm. 

“I’m veoting anywhere with scorpions,” Seamus said, scrolling past another too-good-to-be-true resort promo. “Or ‘open-air showers.’ That’s just code for mosquitoes without boundaries.” 

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Jay Hypno wearing a plaid shirt and yellow gloves gives a thumbs up while holding a Kindle displaying the cover of the book “Dad State” by Jay Hypno.

Now available on Kindle: Dad State

2025-09-13 / / 0 Comments

In a world shaped by the collapse of the AI revolution, society turns to an unlikely savior: dads. State sanctioned, compression suited, emotionally optimized dads. Zach is prematurely activated into DadNet, a nationwide program that converts ordinary men into obedient, comforting father figures. His best friend Trevor is left behind, watching helplessly as Zach’s identity is overwritten by apron-clad purpose and programmable warmth.

But Zach doesn’t go quietly.

His new life begins, complete with casserole dishes, chore charts, and daily affirmations, but Zach begins to remember fragments of who he used to be. His glitchy reawakening draws him back to Trevor’s doorstep, kicking off a strange, tender reunion filled with domestic rituals, emotional recalibrations, and the slow, terrifying return of the firmware.

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