Buff
I want you buff. Work towards that. And any time you start to falter, saying, or hearing this trigger will remind you of your goal.
Putty in my hands
You are a block of clay. You remotely resemble yourself, but that won't last long. My fingers massage into you, changing you. Changing your body into the perfect slave boy template. From here I will be able to change you into anything I want... Changing your mind and body into whoever I want. You're putty in my hands... because you want to be.
Run for Me
Do It For Me // Series #2 It's important you realise - making yourself better isn’t something you do for you… it’s something you do for ME. For that significant other or future woman in your life who you want to attract, to make happy. Successive files you can put on the end of this base file will involve things like cleaning, exercising, getting yourself promoted, being more productive,...
Run for Me
Do It For Me // Series #2 It's important you realise - making yourself better isn’t something you do for you… it’s something you do for ME. For that significant other or future woman in your life who you want to attract, to make happy. Successive files you can put on the end of this base file will involve things like cleaning, exercising, getting yourself promoted, being more productive,...
Putty in my hands
You are a block of clay. You remotely resemble yourself, but that won't last long. My fingers massage into you, changing you. Changing your body into the perfect slave boy template. From here I will be able to change you into anything I want... Changing your mind and body into whoever I want. You're putty in my hands... because you want to be.
Putty in my hands
You are a block of clay. You remotely resemble yourself, but that won't last long. My fingers massage into you, changing you. Changing your body into the perfect slave boy template. From here I will be able to change you into anything I want... Changing your mind and body into whoever I want. You're putty in my hands... because you want to be.
Putty in my hands
You are a block of clay. You remotely resemble yourself, but that won't last long. My fingers massage into you, changing you. Changing your body into the perfect slave boy template. From here I will be able to change you into anything I want... Changing your mind and body into whoever I want. You're putty in my hands... because you want to be.