"Transmutation of Desire"

The room was bathed in a warm, golden light as Marcus sat up, his eyes gleaming with an intensity that Regulus knew all too well. He was still buried inside Regulus, his cock pulsating with a gentle rhythm that seemed to match the beat of Regulus's own heart. As Marcus leaned back, his hands moved to Regulus's hips, the touch sending a shiver down Regulus's spine. Regulus's eyes locked onto Marcus's, a sense of anticipation building in his chest. He knew that Marcus was not done with him yet, that there was still more to come. And then, Marcus's hands moved to Regulus's cock, the touch sending a jolt of electricity through his body. As Marcus's fingers wrapped around Regulus's cock, Regulus felt a strange sensation building inside him. It was as if Marcus was manipulating his very essence, changing the fundamental nature of his body. Regulus's eyes widened in shock as he felt his cock begin to shift, to change. The sensation was both exhilarating and terrifying, a sense of transformation that seemed to wash over Regulus like a wave. He looked down at his body, and his eyes widened in amazement as he saw that his cock was changing, morphing into a vagina. The transformation was not instantaneous, but rather a gradual process that seemed to unfold like a flower blooming in the sun. Regulus's eyes locked onto Marcus's, a sense of wonder and curiosity building in his chest. Marcus's eyes gleamed with an intensity that Regulus had never seen before, a sense of power and control that seemed to emanate from him like a palpable force. He was a magician, a wielder of powers that Regulus could hardly comprehend. As the transformation completed, Regulus felt a sense of disorientation, a sense of disconnection from his own body. He looked down at himself, and his eyes widened in amazement at the sight of his new vagina. It was soft and pink, a gentle curve that seemed to invite exploration. Regulus's eyes locked onto Marcus's, a sense of wonder and curiosity building in his chest. He knew that he had been changed, that his body had been transformed in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying. Marcus's eyes seemed to bore into Regulus's soul, a sense of intensity that seemed to demand a response. Regulus knew that he had to react, to respond to the transformation that Marcus had wrought. He took a deep breath, his body trembling with a sense of anticipation. And then, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "What have you done to me, Marcus?" he asked, his eyes locked onto Marcus's. Marcus's smile was enigmatic, a sense of mystery that seemed to shroud him like a cloak. "I've changed you, Regulus," he said, his voice low and husky. "I've given you a new body, a new form. And with it, a new destiny." Regulus's eyes widened in shock, a sense of wonder and curiosity building in his chest. He knew that his life would never be the same again, that Marcus had changed him in a way that was both profound and irreversible.