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Friday, November 17, 2017

[SS-373] Maker's Milkbath


[MAKER'S MILKBATH]

While Mhiko was browsing fitness and bodybuilding webpages, he found an embeded ad. It had a picture of a handsome, hunky man lying sideways. He was wearing black briefs. His body was ripped.

A milk-like substance was splashed onto the sculpted body. Under the image was the phrase, "Maker's Milkbath." 

Out of curiosity, Mhiko clicked the link and found that the milkbath was specialized. It made the skin glow and tight, making the muscles more evident in the body. There were a lot of positive comments in the product testimonial.

He found an information on how to get free samples of the liquid. He thought that just trying it out would not really harm him.

The next day, Mhiko went to the business office address. It was a room inside a commercial building. 

When he entered the office, it seemed more like a house with contemporary fixtures and appliances. There was a big office table by the corner. There is a lean guy in his suit who was seated beside it.

"What can I do to help?" asked the man, "I'm the Maker by the way."

"Hi! I'd like to inquire how I can get a sample of the Maker's Milkbath?"

The Maker stood up, "oh. You were the one who inquired via email. I looked at your social media profiles. You do look as buff as your pictures."

Mhiko blushed, "oh thanks."

"Well, basically, for me to give you one gallon of free Milkbath, I need to take pictures of you while using the product. And then I'll add it in the testimonials board."

Mhiko shrugged, "sounds reasonable. It'll also help me market myself as a trainer."

"Good! It's a win win situation then!"

The Maker led him to the bathroom. He was instructed to be in his posing trunks on top of the bathtub.

The Maker took preliminary pictures of him in the blue suit and said, "damn! You are an adonis. Just imagine how you'd look when your skin glows and becomes much tighter. You'll see results after just one wash."

Mhiko received the picture full of milk. He poured it onto his body as the man took pictures.


The liquid felt hot on his skin. He could feel it seeping in his pores.

Then, he suddenly passed out and fell on the wet tub.

The next thing Mhiko knew was he was lying o the floor. He stood up and found himself inside the office still. He was alone. He could see himself in the mirror. His skin was indeed glowing. His abdominals looked more prominent. He was now wearing a white suit.


Instintively, he walked through one open doorway. It led to a bedroom.

The Maker was there, naked. He grinned, "how are you feeling?"

"Horny. Definitely horny," Mhiko replied. His bulge becoming harder.

"Lay down the bed. Let me claim you before I give you to my next customer," the Maker ordered.

Mhiko did was was told. He laid prone on the mattress. He looked at his master seductively.


The Maker ran his palm over the big muscles as he spoke, "the milkbath works better with bodybuilders. The bigger the muscles, the easier it is for your nerves to be corrupted by the chemical."

His hand rested on the big buttocks. He removed the white trunks. 

Mhiko closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable. As he felt the hard flesh cut through his ass, he knew he was totally claimed.

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