I Wanted a Deeper Voice

My name is Richie. All my life I've wanted to be more masculine. I try dressing up in leather but older guys just don't go for me. Younger guys don't go for me. I can never really seem to attract guys but I don't have a lot of confidence.

One day I saw an ad for a model agency...in my inbox. I thought it had to be a joke but it said in the title message stated the name of a friend of mine. Apparently her uncle works for a modeling agency and they thought they could use me for a makeover process. And it paid. 

So I went in and my friend was there. She is always trying to help me find a boyfriend. She is really supportive. Anyway her uncle had this whole studio and he was gay, too, so it was cool. He has all these lighting sets and sheets draped and he tells me what to wear and where to sit. And he starts photographing me and asking me questions. I admitted I didn't think I was attractive.

"What would make you feel more attractive, Richie?"

"A deeper voice. Muscles. If I was like, more mature looking."

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Why don't you take a look in the mirror over here and pose again. I go over by the mirror and I am totally in shock. It had to be a trick. I was looking at a stranger.

"Oh no way! My...my voice! It's different!"

"It's a little deeper, yeah. How do you like your new muscles?" he pinched my arm. 

"How is this possible? I have to be dreaming." I told him.

"No, you just have to own a genuine magic camera. And you have to make out with the guy who owns it." He started pawing me and I started to get hard. My friend had already excused herself to another room since she knew her uncle was a super horny guy and she knew all about the camera in advance. We had a long conversation about the camera and where he got it afterwards but in that moment I just wanted to feel my new body, marvel at my new voice.

"Oh yeah. Yeah! Oh god!" I said as he sucked my dick. "God yeah! Fuck yeah! Oh yeah!" 

I loved hearing myself say anything. We talked for a good deal of time and when I came out I was a little bit embarrassed. My friend, Summer, she was there and smiled this big smile. I had to move all of my stuff out of my apartment and do it quickly that night since I looked like a completely different person. The photographer, whose name was Derek, ushered me home and told me he just couldn't wait to have me try my new body out for a while. We went to parties later on that month and I wound up being a total slut. I just couldn't stop fucking guys. Derek decided to make a few photo shoots with me and other guys servicing me. He sent them to a company that then hired me to do some porn flicks. It was the best time of my life. I was getting paid thousands of dollars to fuck every guy I could. But most of them were bigger than me, and all the ones I was attracted to were older.

One night in Derek's bed, I finally confessed I wished I could be a little bit more masculine. Was there any way he could use the camera again? 

"Well," Derek said. "I can use the camera anytime, but I have to warn you, sometimes it refuses to work again. You could be stuck like this for all I know."

"Really?" Luckily I was a loner and had no family to speak of so the fact my identity had changed affected only me. It was one of the reasons he singled me out to use as a test subject. 

"The way it works is if you are really comfortable in your body, the camera will somehow pick up on it. It will only change you based upon what's really in your heart. If you think it's logical to go back to being scrawny but you don't really want to go back, it won't work."

"So it can give me what I want?"

"I guess we'll find out."

So the next day we did a new photo shoot alone at his lab. He started taking photos and asking questions. What would I like to look like?

"Like a real man. Older than you by about 5 years or so."

"That would make you 40." he warned.

"Yeah but I would want to look like around that age for life."

"Uh huh. What else?"

"I always wanted a really deep voice. This one is okay. But I want a real deep voice."

"You could always take up smoking."

"Yeah. Yeah, how about cigars? I could never smoke before because of my asthma. Get rid of that so I can smoke stogies like a real man."

Click!

"How about your body and face?"

"I want to look rugged. And muscled up. But like just enough to be someone's dad. Hey...my voice!" 

I just realized I was speaking in a voice that sounded about as deep as Gary Busey's! He had my all time favorite drop dead sexy deep bass voice. 

"Testing. Testing. I sound fucking hot! Holy shit, my voice is so deep now!" 

"Wait til you see yourself! Honey, I think I'm gonna have to start calling you Daddy."

Later that night...

What can I say? This is the new me and I absolutely love it. I love smokin' my stogie. I love the fact that Derek is actually younger than me! I love bein' called "Dad". I love the fact that at parties I'm seen as an actual real adult. And the younger cubs just can't get enough of me! I'm way more confident now than I ever was before. My voice just drives guys crazy and I love the crags in my face and the masculine way I talk. I know about sports now for some reason, and I run a small cigar shop. I cater to allowing guys to be guys. And if you play your cards right I'll let you suck me off while I suck one of these bad boys down. And if you want a deeper voice, well, you'll have to really please me, boy.