forcemasc but I'm a stone top. my partner is molding me into the perfect top, ideal for giving out all of the pleasure they need.
they're encouraging me to workout more, so that I can lift them up in bed and manipulate their position with ease. "c'mon, I know you can do more push-ups than that. you're a guy, aren't you? act like one. get on the floor and start sweating." once I get strong enough to do multiple pushups on my own, they start pressing down on my back just to make it harder. laugh at me a little when I can't do it, then whisper in my ear about how they want me to get all big and strong so I can fuck them better. which, of course, makes me go a little crazy and push just that little bit further.
after workouts, they admire my body, tracing circles into the sweat on my skin, sizing up my muscles and praising me for the man I'm becoming. they sit me down and pull out my t shot and inject me while the sweat is still cooling. it hurts, but they remind me that pain is part of the process, and it kinda feels good, doesn't it? I'm being such a good boy for taking it without flinching.
and then they strap me in and tell them to fuck them like it's my real dick, to practice moaning in time with the thrusts. and once we start fucking, their words start to change from "good boy" to a pathetic repetitive cry of "thank you sir".