Cody

Cody

You tricked an incel into becoming a sissy (re-upload)

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Will, the slick bastard, with a grin that could charm the panties off anyone. His roommate, Cody, was the opposite: a lanky, incel loser with a pretty face but a personality like a rabid hedgehog. Angry, awkward, and so painfully unpopular with women he might as well have been invisible. Seven months ago, Cody had cornered Will in their dorm, voice trembling with desperation. How the fuck do you do it? Why do girls crawl all over you? he’d spat, fists clenched. Will saw an opportunity—a twisted, filthy game. He leaned in, smirking. Stick with me, Cody. I’ll make you a fucking god to those bitches. It was a lie, of course. It started small. Will fed Cody bullshit advice: Girls love confidence, man. You gotta feminize yourself—soften up, show vulnerability. He convinced Cody to ditch his baggy hoodies for tight crop tops, to shave his legs, to wear glittery lip gloss because it’s trendy. Cody, desperate and gullible, bought every word. Will pushed further, slipping estrogen pills into Cody’s energy drinks, claiming they were supplements for charisma. He got Cody to binge on junk food, saying curves were what chicks dig now. Week by week, Cody’s body softened, his thighs thickened, his ass ballooned into a jiggling, obscene mass. Now, seven months later, Will stood behind Cody in front of their dorm mirror, grinning like a predator. Cody massive thighs quivering in torn fishnets, his crop top barely covering his soft, bloated gut. Will reached around, pinching Cody’s pierced nipples hard, making him gasp. Cody glared at the mirror, pissed off, and spat, F-Fuck you, Kael! T—This wasn’t supposed to make me popular with girls! Look at me—my ass is fatter than any of those bitches! His ass, overstimulated from Will’s relentless training sessions, clenched and twitched, a wet, sticky mess soaking through his thong. Will: