Doctor Thomson was happy in his simple practice. He lived in a small Kansas town, just off the major highway. He dealt mostly with farmers and ranchers, but every now and then he would get someone like he had in his office today. Well, three of them to be exact. He could tell that they were cross-country drivers. Just by how they were dressed and the look in there eyes. Most of the time they came in after dropping off a load of cattle, or getting ready to pick up a haul. They came into his office with things ranging from boils, and back pain, but mostly needing something to clear up an STD that they had picked up in a truck stop somewhere.

The only thing that troubled the doctor about these three is that only one had a problem, but they all three came into the examining room. He would have been more uncomfortable, but he knew the town's sheriff was in the waiting room, here for his yearly physical.

"What seems to be the problem today," asked the doctor, knowing that he was in for a "stomach problem."

"Well," the man on the examine table began to reply, "my buddies and me have been taking a load across to this town and the last couple night my stomach has been hurting something fierce. I don't think it was what I ate, because it would be gone by now."

The doctor thought these seemed pretty simple, but wanted to make sure it wasn't anything really problematic.

"Let's have a look at you. I am going to have to get my hands around you belly, so you might as well strip down to your underwear."

The trucker blushed, "Sorry doc, I usually don't wear any. I hope it is all right if I just strip down to nothing."

The doctor just grinned and said, "Free balling out on the open road. I guess you don't need much support when you are sitting all day."

The man stripped his boots and cloths of and laid them in the chair. The doctor was amazed at the site of this over the road trucker naked. This man looked liked he worked out every day. Perfectly proportioned muscles, that were thick, not ripped, no love handles and abs that were defined, but not as a six pack, just a solid belly.

"Well, I do have to say you at least look like you don't eat to much crap on the road," said the doctor, still surprised.

"Thanks doc," smiled the driver. "My buddies and I try to keep each other in shape. It's hard, but since we drive two cabs between the three of us, it makes keep an eye on each other."

"You are lucky that you can get dispatched that way," said the doctor, as he began taking the truckers temperature.

The doctor listened to his heart rate, which was a little accelerated and took his blood pressure, which was a little high. None of these things caused the doctor concern, since a lot of people get stressed being in a doctor's office, especially a doctor that they didn't know. The doctor took out the thermometer from the trucker's mouth and this caused a little concern.

"Well, so far everything checks out OK, but your temperature is 100�," explained the doctor. "If you are having stomach problems, I think I should check for a swollen appendix or maybe even a hernia. If you guys have been hitting the gym, you could have actually ruptured something down there. Lay back on the table."

The doctor extended the foot board to allow the trucker to layout flat. After the trucker had positioned himself, the doctor began to prod at the man's abdomen. The doctor wasn't finding anything that was unusual, until he prodded down towards the trucker's penis. Suddenly, the trucker sprouted an erection.

"Sorry about that doc," said the trucker, perfectly calm. "Just been awhile since I have had any action, so you must have just hit a spot."

The doctor was flustered and somewhat embarrassed, "That is fine. I am supposed to be used to seeing the human body react to things. I just haven't ever had this happen."

The doctor was about to go back to prodding his patient when something caught the corner of his eye. The trucker's penis suddenly began dripping liquid. It wasn't urine, because it was clear, which means there wasn't an infection, so the doctor surmised it was precum.

"Well, you certainly are wired today," the doctor tried to joke, as he became more uncomfortable, but fixated on the end of the trucker's cock.

The trucker knew the doctor had become entranced by the precum, slowly flowing out of his throbbing cock. He looked over at his other two truckers, who had been completely silent, and nodded. They slowly and quietly stripped naked as well, with their dicks starting to grow rigid.

"That right doc," cooed the trucker. "Take a good look at my rod. See how the light just catches my juices. Have you ever tasted man juice before doc?"

"Just my own," slurred the doctor. "When I was a kid."

"You should try it again," whispered the trucker. "I would love for you to taste mine."

"I can't," said the doctor, not blinking or taking his eyes off the trucker's tool. "Doctor's don't do things to their patients like that."

"Ah," smiled the trucker, "but I am ordering you to taste it."

"Yes, Sir," replied the doctor.

He slowly reached his fingers over to the trucker's flowing shaft and rubbed his fingers in the tacky liquid. Strings of precum trailed from the trucker's cock to the doctor's fingers as he brought them slowly to his mouth. The sweet musk exploded like champagne in the doctor's mouth. Nothing had ever evoked such a response in his body. He wanted more and without hesitating, he brought his mouth onto the trucker's cock and began to lick it and suck it clean of the precum.

"That's right doc," growled the trucker. "Clean it up and wet it good. We have some big plans for you and your town. You are going to be a very important man here very soon. Now strip down naked."

The doctor, completely in compliance with the trucker's orders stripped everything off and just left it in a pile on the floor. One of the other truckers picked them up and off to the side. All three truckers surrounded the good doctor and started to size him up.

Doctor Thomson was a soft man in his late fifties. He had a barrel chest and a round soft belly. His chest sagged like that of a man who hadn't seen much physical activity. He did have good strong legs from carrying his bulk around, but his ass was soft and sagged a little. It would have been sagging more in the coming years had this encountered not happened. His body was mostly hairless, except for his pubic area and a clump on his sternum. The rest was covered with light wisps. All that had gone grey, or showed just a little bit of his original light brown hair. His face was pudgy and those soft features made him seem fatherly, even though he had been divorced for 20 years and had no children. He had his girlfriend the next town over, but she was just there to have sex with and not a life. His fatherly look was accented by his gray hair, that fully covered his head. He had no thinning of hair and it was swept back, styled like he had for the past 30 years. Everything was about to change.

"We will explain things soon enough," started the trucker, who had done all the talking, "but first, we want to make sure you understand the pleasures you are about to help us spread."

The precum and voice of the trucker had left Doctor Thomson in a haze, like being stoned, or on nitrous oxide. He felt the men gather around him and their body heat radiated off of them. This feeling made his groin tingle and his limp and often problematic penis came to full attention. One of the truckers who had been against the wall, whose body was similar in shape, but different than the one the doctor had been examining, thrust his tongue into the doctor's mouth and deeply kissed him. The doctor's cock bounced up and down, rejoicing in the lust it was experiencing. The trucker released his lip-lock and proceeded down to the doctor's nipples, which he began to lick and nibble. The other trucker, who had also been against the wall, grabbed the doctor's head and turned it to the side, so that he could violate the doctor's mouth with his tongue. The doctor moaned with pleasure. His nipples were tingling, his cock was throbbing and starting to produce precum and his mouth was alive with another man's tongue. All this time the doctor just stood perfectly still, with his hands down at his sides.

"You see how much pleasure another man can bring a man," whispered the head trucker. "We are about to make sure that you understand the many ways to make this happen. You are going to be our leader here. You are going to be powerful, you are going to be a god."

The trucker had worked his cock right in line with the doctor's rectum. With a single thrust, his precum slicked cock spread open the virgin hole of Doctor Thomson. The doctor wanted to scream, but waves of pleasured turned his scream into a loud moan, that would have been heard by anyone in the waiting room, but was muffled by the tongue and mouth of the other trucker. The trucker, who had been working the doctor's nipples, moved his talented mouth down to the doctor's cock. It wasn't a large member, but the trucker took relish with it anyway. Doing things that the doctor had never even fantasized that a mouth could do on his organ. This went on for what seemed like hours to the doctor. He was floating in ecstasy.

The trucker who had taken to kissing the doctor released his head and sat down on the examining table. The head trucker, still with his cock up Doctor Thomson's ass, drove him over to the table. The trucker sitting on the table guided the entranced doctor's mouth onto his waiting tool. The doctor finally brought his hands up to brace and balance himself, using the side of the table. His head, by instinct began sucking and licking the trucker's cock. Much of it he had just learned from the trucker who had been servicing him. That trucker has some how been able to contort himself under the doctor. The doctor was aware that his cock was now inside the asshole of the trucker. Everything felt so good to the doctor: his cock inside a man's ass, his mouth tasting a man's cock and his ass being used by a man's cock.

The doctor began to smile and just let everything go in his mind. It was just blank and floating, filled with pleasure. The trucker's began to chant. The doctor could not make out what they were saying, but he just let it wash over him. He thought he understood some of the words, but he wasn't in the space to connect them. His body was on fire with the heat of man sex. He knew he was sweating and that he would need to clean up this room himself. His nurse and receptionist could not come in here. He didn't linger on those thoughts for long, because he felt his body going into spasm. He was loosing control of his muscles. There was so much pleasure and man energy flowing in the room that he wanted to fight it, but something over took that fight or flight reaction. He relaxed and accepted his fate. The truckers continued chanting and once sensing that the doctor had accepted his fate changed the chant.

The doctor suddenly became very aware of everything. The men around him, the pleasure, all was palatable and he wanted more. He wanted to cum in the ass of the trucker, he wanted to taste the cum of the other trucker and most of all he wanted the seed in his ass from the head trucker. The doctor began pounding harder and sucking deeper. He even remembered that he could use his kliegel muscle to suck the seed out of the head trucker. The doctor began to growl as he felt the load of cum build up into his balls. He lost all rational thought and only desired one thing, to cum. The chanting was ringing in his ears as suddenly he felt the trucker explode in his ass, followed a split second by his throat being filled with cock and the load being pumped down his pipe and his cock unloading stream after stream of ejaculation. The doctor passed out, still impaled on all three truckers.

When Doctor Thomson awoke, he found himself on the examination table. He had been sponged off and all three of the truckers were dressed and standing over him.

"Welcome back to this plane," smiled the head trucker.

The doctor looked over at the clock on the wall. From what he could piece together, the whole event took place in about 20 minutes. What felt like hours of ecstasy, was a very short time.

"You recovered very quickly for a man your age," continued the head trucker. "You should know that you are one of many that we have changed to help further our mission."

"What mission is that," quizzed a blurry doctor?

"Take a look at yourself in the mirror," grinned the head trucker. "This is just a minor step, more will be done later tonight."

The doctor rose for the table, still feeling like he was flying and looked into the mirror that was over the sink in the examining room. He was stunned by what was looking back at him. The first thing that was easily noticed was that his body was now covered in silver hair. Even his face had a full beard and his eyes looked sharp and piercing. Gone was the pudginess of his face and replaced with a strong, but full cheeks and lips. His body had lost its softness as well. He began to touch his chest and his stomach. The doctor was now as solid as the truckers, though a bit bigger due to his natural barrel chest. His waist was slim and his legs retained their heft. His ass was solid and covered with fur. The most exciting thing that the doctor saw was his penis. What once he knew was below average was now a piece of meat that most men would envy. His new bull balls were not lost on him either. The doctor let out a deep chuckle as his new cock twitched with enjoyment of his new body.

"Welcome to our order doctor," smiled the head trucker, standing behind him in the mirror. "You are part of a new race of men. Men who bring pleasure to other men. Men who are changed when they have sex with other men. Men who control other men after having sex with them. We have chosen you, because of your position here in this small town to start a legion here. You will be the leader and you will control many men. All of this will bring pleasure to you and the men who serve you. The only cost is that you must serve us."

"What must I do to serve you," asked a grinning doctor?

"That will all come in due time," replied the head trucker.

"However, I think you have another patient to attend to today doctor," began the head trucker. "I think you should see to him, but first send your nurse and receptionist home. I would do it by the intercom, since your physical features have changed and it will be hard to explain to them. Plus, they are women and wouldn't understand what has happened."

The doctor smiled and walked over to the intercom.

"Barbara."

"Yes, Doctor Thomson."

"Would you make sure that Sheriff Wilson goes into the other examination room and is ready for his physical. I am just finishing up in here with our truck driving guests. You and Terry can go ahead and leave once the Sheriff is in the room. I won't be needed to schedule any return visits with either of them."

"Thank you Doctor. Should we lock the door behind us?"

"Yes please. I will let the truckers out myself."

"No problem Dr. Thomson."

Doctor Thomson knew his help well enough. It was only 2 PM. If they could get home and have several hours to themselves before their husbands got home, they were in heaven. The doctor slowly got himself dressed, though nothing fit right on him currently. He heard his nurse Terry instruct Sheriff Wilson to close the strip down and put this examining robe on himself and the doctor would be in shortly. The doctor had found a way to keep his pants up and his shirt mostly buttoned. The underwear was in the trash now. He heard the two women leave and the door lock. Doctor Thomson stepped out into the hallway, leaving the truckers in the other room. He then heard both cars start up and the two women drive away. The doctor was ready for his next patient.