When I was a boy, my mother always told me to stay away from bad boys. Now I'm older and addicted to the elixer I'm afraid I can't keep my distance. I give into the urges and bathe in corruption as my nerdy body morphs and swells. I crave cock and muscle and being fucked roughly by strong boys with bad attitudes. I'm a college professor and should know better... but all that means is I have a prime selction of unruly studs to corrupt further and manipulate to my ways. Pretending to be my own sister is wearing thin, but it works and that's all that matters.
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