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  2. Chapter 43 James and I walked into the athletic center, and my world fundamentally shifted again. Looking around the room, I realized I was the biggest guy in this room. The room was teeming with athletes in the prime of their youth, everything from lithe gymnasts to bulky football stars, and nary a one of them was bigger than me. In fact, when James and I walked through the center on our way to the premiere weight room, the athletes parted around me and made room for me just like the everyday people outside the center. I was now big enough to get that kind of deference in a room of athletes. Charles was nothing like I expected. He was muscular and compact, easily twenty pounds bigger than James, but at least two inches shorter than me. He almost looked like an aerobics instructor from the ‘80s, if that aerobics instructor was also a serious bodybuilder. His pink lycra singlet was so tight, it left no room for his junk, which seemed to have retreated into his body. Like a Ken doll, he gave the appearance of smoothness. He had black hair in a stylish under-cut, and he did not stop smiling, which was a little alarming as his teeth were toothpaste-commercial white. “You, big lug, must be Chris!” he shouted from across the room. When he spoke, I was doubly shocked. His voice was in a lyrical, high register, and he spoke with a feminine swish. I suspect that’s why Dave had chosen him. “Before we go heave-ho, some ground rules. Okaysies?” The cognitive dissonance between how he looked and how he sounded was off-putting. “Okay,” I said. James nodded. “Great. Rule one, you must call me Charles. Never Charlie, or Chuck, or Chas. Only Charles.” We agreed. “Rule two, until the show, I am your unquestioned lord and master.” His voice remained relentlessly cheerful. “I say show up at six AM; you show up at six AM. I ask for five reps; you give me five reps. I say you get ten hours of sleep; you get ten hours of sleep. Is that peachy keen?” We agreed. “Super awesome. Just one more rule. Rule three.” He cleared his throat and cocked his head to the side. “Until the show, I am your unquestioned lord and master. Got it?” We agreed. “Do you two lovely cupcakes have any questions of your own?” “Will this schedule interfere with my classwork?” I asked. “I like that your studies are a high priority. That’s super-duper. Davey-kins already provided me with your class list, so I made sure to schedule time for class and studying. Awesome question. Any others?” “I’m used to working out as part of a group. Can my boyfriend work out with me?” “That depends,” Charles said as he stepped close to James, scanning him up and down. “Is he willing to submit to me as his unquestioned lord and master?” James, a look of terror on his face, nodded. “Then okie-dokie, pal-sy-wal-sy. Welcome aboard.” Charles saluted. James saluted back. “Vanessa,” Charles yelled, and a cherubic waif of a woman bounced into the room. “Could you make a copy of the workout plan for this strapping young lad? His class schedule should be in the file. Love you, thank you.” Vanessa bounced out as airily as she bounced in. “Isn’t she super? Any other questions?” “Will sex interfere with your methods?” He smiled his treacly smile and said, “You silly. I blocked off some time for that. It’s on the schedule under ‘slaying the dragon.’ Do you think I wouldn’t factor in the needs of every part of your oversized body?” “Slaying the dragon?” I whispered to James, practically nonplussed. “In that scenario, am I the dragon?” James asked in the same quiet voice “I think you’re the prince I’m rescuing from the dragon.” “Or is your cock the dragon, and we’re slaying it together?” “I hear whispering,” Charles said in his sing-song. “If you have questions, direct them to me.” James and I fell silent. “Neat-o,” Charles said and led us over to the warm up area, and while he led us through a series of stretches, he laid out the plan. “We only have a weensy bit over three weeks until the invitational. That’s next to nothing, Lucky for me, you’re already in excellent shape. This will be more about fine tuning. To keep your priorities focused, we’re not doing weigh-ins. Nopesy. We’ll save that for the day before. I don’t want you two sillies distracted by anything as goofy as a three-digit number. Cool beans?” We nodded. “Don’t get too comfy, though,” he smiled. “I will be hell. I pinky promise that.” Charles was an unrelenting task master. I was wrung out at the end of our workout—three hours later. He then showed us the meal plan. I would be eating seven or eight meals a day, including one in the middle of the night. I could see flavor was not a part of this meal plan. Then Charles showed us the workout plan, and, true to his word, there were two slots a day labeled “slaying the dragon.” They were only 20 minutes each, but we could make that work. Then, Charles showed us what he labelled as the “sparkle plan,” which included yoga for flexibility, dance for grace, and posture for poise. “All three are available as Google docs,” Charles added. The next three weeks were almost solidly booked. I looked at James in utter horror. “I don’t think I can do this,” I confessed. He patted my arm and said, “You definitely got this.” Once again, I swear his eyes flashed gold. That oddly comforted me, so I looked at the schedule again, trying to wrap my brain around it. That’s when I noticed some unscheduled pockets. “What’s this empty slot on Wednesday the 29th?” I asked “That’s the opening night of the play Davey-kins is in. He insisted I work it into the plan.” That made sense. “Why is this weekend in yellow?” James asked “Thanksgiving, silly-billy. You’ll have to stick to the diet and schedule, but I’m not a heartless troll goblin. You visit your families, and we Skype twice daily to make sure you’re not subverting my absolute authority. Now, if there are no more questions, I’ll leave you two to clean up and go have lunch. The cafeteria ladies are expecting you. See you later for sparkle. Byesies.” With that, he bounced away. I turned to James and confessed, “I completely forgot about Thanksgiving.”
  3. Chapter 42 That weekend we wore each other out. I stopped counting the times we sucked each other off, plowed each other’s asses, or just came. It was an amazing weekend. After my jaunt to the help desk, I stayed true to my word, and we stayed in the dorm room all weekend. We ate so much take out, but James kept me honest, and it was all things we would’ve gotten if we’d gone to the cart or the cafeteria. Without classes and workouts to regiment them, the days blurred together, and I was surprised when there was a knock on the door. We had just finished cleaning up the room and James was in the shower, so, stark naked, I opened the door, and a polite woman came in with a rack of clothing. Undaunted by my nudity, she said, “The fashion department is rooting for you, Rocky” bowed as though she were my vassal, and then left the room. I had no idea what lie Dave had told the fashion department, but their work was immaculate. I was about to get dressed in the larger-sized version of the outfit I’d been wearing on Friday, the one I exploded out of, when James came back into the room in his bathrobe. When he saw the clothes, he said, “It must be Sunday morning.” “Are you sure?” “If it were Monday morning, the alarm would have gone off on your phone.” “I meant, are you sure it’s not Saturday?” James dried his hair with a towel while thinking. “I was until you said that.” “It’s Sunday morning,” Dave said, sauntering into the room wearing Luke’s sunglasses. He bulldozed past James and sat in Luke’s desk chair. “I know, I know,” he said. He was talking a mile a minute. “We promised you lovebirds the whole weekend, but the team bus got in about an hour ago, five hours ahead of schedule, and I just could not be around so many straight men talking about sports for another second. Luke is right behind me with our bags. The spa was lovely. How was your weekend?” I stood there, naked and speechless. James reached behind him and closed the door to the room. Dave took off the sunglasses, “What?” he asked. Then, he saw me. He dropped the sunglasses, stood up, and said, “Yes. Yes, a thousand times yes.” He got close to me to examine every bulge and inch. “Chrissy, the bigger you get, the more beautiful you become. Please, please,” he stretched out the second “please” to add extra emphasis, “tell me you weigh at least 295.” “285,” I corrected. “Aw, pooh,” he seemed a little disappointed. “Well, ladies lie about their weight all the time. I’ll subtract five from my weight, you’ll add five to yours, and we’ll tell everyone that you weigh twice as much as me. Who’s going to contradict us?” The thought filled him with glee. “I’ve never felt so dainty.” The door to the room opened, and Luke came in with an armful of bags. “Did Dave tell you we won?” he asked eagerly. Then he saw me. “Fuck that. We can talk about soccer later.” He closed the door and dropped the bags on my bed. “Damn, buddy. You are one glorious muscle monster.” “Can I get dressed?” I asked. “If you insist,” Dave said as though the very notion was an inconvenience to him. I squeezed into my new boxer briefs and was able to slide my pants up and pull my sleeves down, but I needed help with the shirt buttons, belt, and socks. “I take it back,” Dave said. “Watching you get dressed was surprisingly hot.” “I’ll say,” James and Luke said in unison. The four of us headed to the cart for our usual Sunday breakfast. I was getting better at walking with this Mack truck of a body, but I don’t know if I would ever get comfortable waddling. James went to the cart to get all of our breakfasts, and when I sat on the ground, I swear it shook just a little bit. Dave and Luke took their usual interlocked repose, and Dave said, “Those clothes still look good on you. I was worried the extra mass would distort the lines, but they compensated for that.” “That reminds me,” I started, “what did you tell the fashion department so they’d rush me new clothes?” “That you were participating in a bodybuilding invitational. There’s one in the city the last week of the semester.” “That motivated them?” “I may have said that if you did well, you’d have to go on a press junket, and you might need clothes to wear for all the photo ops and interviews.” “And if I just happened to mention my designers…” I said. “Exactly,” Dave said. “There’s just one problem with that,” I responded. “Oh?” “I’m not doing a bodybuilding invitational. I didn’t even know there was a bodybuilding invitational. I’m not entirely sure what an invitational even is.” “It’s a contest,” Luke answered. “But only open to those who were invited.” “Okay,” I said, “so, new problem.” James came over with our food and sat down. “I wasn’t invited.” “I told you he wasn’t going to like this,” James said. “Like what?” Dave sat up, pulled out his phone, and began scrolling while he spoke. “After the calendar photoshoot, I realized that Mr. Donner was right, that you needed management. So, I’ve been managing you.” He found the email he was looking for. “You were invited back in October. The exact date is in the email if that matters to you.” “You signed me up for an invitational without telling me.” “It was cover,” Luke said. “We knew you were going to get bigger and bigger, and we didn’t want people freaking out. But if you were training for a bodybuilding contest, no one would get confused.” “Then why not tell me?” “I was going to. On our way to the invitational,” Dave said. “The less time I gave you to back out if it, the better.” “So, I can still back out of it?” “Why would you want to?” Luke asked. “Because it’s cheating,” I reminded them. “Pardon?” Dave said. “I’ll win that thing hands down. Are you kidding me? They won’t stand a chance against me. I’m not taking the victory from someone who worked for it.” “I didn’t expect that to be your objection,” Dave said. “I told you he wouldn’t like this,” James repeated. “But…” Dave started, and I interrupted. “Your scene partner backed out, someone was leaving the soccer team anyway, and no one else would volunteer for the calendar. None of these things did I take away from anyone.” “And Rocky?” Dave added, petulantly. “A local Rocky Horror costume contest is hardly the same as a professional bodybuilding contest with a cash prize.” “Uh, buddy,” Luke interjected. “You can’t win the prize.” “Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I said. “Don’t get me wrong, you could totally win, but you’re still on the soccer team, remember? You’re ineligible to compete in pro sports of any kind. The soccer coach demanded you be ineligible for the prize money before he okayed you to enter the contest.” “The coach knows?” I asked. “We made sure he objected. James knew you’d back out if there was prize money on the line,” Dave said. “The people running the invitational want you to do a posing routine because they think you’re an up-and-comer in the field. That’s it. A routine.” “Okay,” I said. “Gray area. I could steal someone’s glory or attention, but I can’t take his financial reward.” “I think you should do it,” James said. “I kept this whole conspiracy to myself because I think you’d have a blast on that stage. And I really want to see my big, beefy boyfriend onstage next to those bodybuilders making them look tiny.” My cock twitched. “You’re dealing from the bottom of the deck.” James shrugged. “You know I don’t play fair.” “This is a lot of work to keep up a pretense.” “What pretense?” Dave said. “The pretense that I’m going to be a professional bodybuilder or some sort of entertainer.” Dave sighed, took his phone back, and began scrolling through his emails. “The video of you singing at Rocky has gotten so many views that I could parlay that into a lucrative Youtube channel or, with a little luck, a contract with a music label. The head of the drama department wants you to be in a production of Equus in the spring. It involves full frontal nudity, and she knows you’re perfect for the part. She’s even willing to get you some class credits for practicum since she can’t pay you. Nicholas Donner wants you in his studio the second you graduate. His price just keeps going up the bigger you get. Hell, I got a video of our scene for the senior showcase to Lydia Garrison, the premiere casting agent, and now I’m in talks with her to get out here to recruit us.” He looked up at me. “Should I keep going?” “Are you serious?” was all I could manage. “The entertainment business is fickle, Chrissy,” Dave said. “You have to strike while the iron is hot. Am I using you as a battering ram to knock down some doors for me? Yes. Am I trying to ride your coattails into my own spotlight? Undoubtedly. But I also think you’re a born performer, and the sooner you embrace that, the sooner you embrace your future. And impressing people at this invitational is another step in that direction.” “I wouldn’t fight him,” Luke said. “He’s done wonders for the soccer team.” “Don’t make it sound so altruistic. If I’m going to be a celebrity, I can’t have just anyone as arm candy. You being a star athlete on a popular soccer team makes us both look better.” “Isn’t he humble?” Luke joked. “I have one last objection,” I said. “It’s during finals week. I don’t want to fail my finals.” “I don’t want you to fail your finals either,” Dave admitted. “You’re the only reason I’m passing chemistry. But get this, I talked to your professors. All of them except your philosophy professor are willing to let you take your finals after the invitational. And your philosophy final is an essay, so you can get that done well ahead of time.” “All of them?” I asked. “Well, you’re seminar prof bit my head off, but he eventually acquiesced,” Dave clarified. “Then I’m in,” I said. “Splendid,” Dave said. “You exhaust me sometimes, you know that?” “I exhaust you? You’re the one who keeps dragging me into these public performances. Even the calendar was your machinations.” “I don’t suggest these things if I don’t know you’d love them.” “That’s a liberal use of the word ‘suggest.’” “Dave is used to getting his way,” Luke said. “It’s both the best and the worst thing about him. Don’t fight it, and it works to your advantage.” Dave smiled. It was beautiful, simple, and easy, and it smoothed over the rough edges. “You’re right,” I said. “Why fight? I’m sorry. I guess I’m going to be a bodybuilder now.” “Excellent.” Dave quickly typed a message into his phone while saying, “James, will you introduce him to Charles while Luke and I get ready for my dress rehearsal?” “Who’s Charles?” I asked. “A personal trainer and an alumnus,” Luke said. “We’ve had him on standby since fall break. I’m texting him right now to let him know you’re finally ready.” Dave finished texting. “He’s waiting for you at the athletic center.” “We booked him when we realized you were going to get too big for Luke or me to help you anymore,” James said. I looked down at my expansive mass. “And I guess that’s now.”
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  5. You’re really happy to see your friend… but what the fuck happened to him? He’s huge! He’s mammoth! He has to be about a foot taller and he’s bulging out all over with sculpted, rippling muscle, way more than he should have been able to put on in the 9 months since you last saw him. You have to know what happened. There’s a little beach front diner across the causeway and you suggest you guys go there to grab a bite and catch up. “I don’t do just “bites” anymore,” said Mitch. “But it’s just about time for my next meal, so I’m down.” Mitch got dropped off at the beach, but you have your car. So, you bundle all his beach stuff in the back. The diner has a no shirt, no shoes, no service policy, but you have a t-shirt and flip flops. Mitch has flip flops, but what he puts on as a shirt, you’re not sure qualifies. Obviously designed to showcase his ridiculous physique, the neck line of this thing drops all the way past his huge, striated pecs to the top row of his bulging abs. To say it had no sleeves would be an understatement. This thing had no sides. Not only were his massive, veiny arms and segmented shoulders fully exposed, but his broad back was displayed as well, protruding out the open sides. You mention your doubts to Mitch, but he just says, “Trust me, bro, no one is going to call me on it. Would you?” Looking at you friends huge sculpted, veiny arms, you decide you probably wouldn’t. But the change in Mitch’s attitude was startling. He had this kind of “I’ll go where I want to go and do what I want to do” arrogance about him. He never had that before. You get into the car, which seems to be a little bit of a squeeze for Mitch. You are amazed at how much of the front he takes up. As you’re driving across the causeway, you feel the unmistakable bumping of your tire going flat. You get out and open the trunk for the spare and suddenly remember you lost your jack last fall. Mitch just shrugs and tells you to go ahead and loosen the lug nuts. You protest you don’t have a jack, but he just says, “Don’t worry about it. I got you covered.” You loosen the lug nuts and as soon as you do, there’s a jerk and the rear of your car starts to rise up off the ground. Holy crap! Mitch is lifting the rear of your car. You could see he had huge, chiseled muscles now but how strong was he? You sit there, staring dumbfounded for a minute, before Mitch says, “Are you going to change the tire, or what? I mean I could probably hold this all day, but I’m getting kind of hungry.” Pulling yourself back to the here and now, you continue changing the tire. When you’re done, Mitch sets the car down and you tighten the lug nuts. You try and think of something to say, but you can’t and you’re just quiet all the way to the diner. Of course, as soon as you walk in the door, it’s pandemonium. The server takes one look at Mitch and drops the tray she’s carrying. A wide-eyed little kid, waiting for a table with his mother, can’t stop staring at him. And he’s not alone. All across the diner, heads are turning to stare at Mitch. And he just seems to be loving every second of it. The flustered red-faced server seats you right away, even though there were people waiting before you. You sit there dumbfounded as Mitch orders basically half the menu. The server turns around to leave without taking your order. You stop her and order your much more conservative lunch. And when she finally leaves, you ask Mitch the question that’s been on your mind since you first saw him on the beach. “So, what happened to you, bro? How’d you get so big? And I don’t mean just jacked; you’re like a foot taller, too!” “I know,” said Mitch, grinning and flexing one of his massive biceps. “Best thing I ever did,” he said. “My life is so much better now than last summer, when I was weak and puny like you.” “What did you say?” you say, not liking Mitch’s attitude one bit. “Don’t get your Jockeys in a twist, bro,” said Mitch. “Just about everybody’s weak and puny next to me. That’s half the fun.” “But how…?” you ask. “I could tell you,” said Mitch, “but first you have to answer one question for me.” “What?” you say. “Why are you asking?” said Mitch. “Is it just curiosity, the mystery of it? Or are you interested in starting down the same path? Be certain you mean what you say, because, once I answer, there’ll be no going back. And you can’t ask me this question ever again. I’ll only answer this once. So, why are you asking?”
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  8. EVENING THE PLAYING FIELD CHAPTER 1 - WITH COACH'S HELP 'Alden, papi, that was awesome what you did to that jerk last night.’ Miguel says as the two close friends go walking down the street together after playing in their annual semipro football game against their archrival. Both men are in their 20s and were not heavily recruited by the big universities. They attended different schools originally, but ended up at the same small college playing football together. Both also managed to graduate with great degrees, but with the bad economy depended more on their physical skills than their mental ones. Both have had their share of troubles with bullies too since they are both considered minorities. Alden grew up in a mostly white neighborhood and was always teased for his dark skin color. Luis had similar problems growing up too since he was bullied for being of Hispanic heritage. Both men have small statures and have been unable to really compete on a high level since they have very little size and their strength is not comparable with their teammates. Both guys remembered that their high school football coach Gibson invited them to come by anytime they needed help with their training. That night before their next practice they stopped by his office and found him sitting on the floor all sweaty after doing a few crunches. Gibson’s body was ripped and quite hairy which made both guys lightly moan as they stared at each other and smiled. The coach smacks his head lightly as he shutters. ‘You two haven’t changed a bit have you? I will say that you both appear to have never aged. I am guessing that you are here for some kind of help with your training?’ ‘You could say that coach. Me and Miguel are getting tired of being pushed around by those dumbasses. It feels like school all over again.’ ‘Well I might have something for both of you, but I will have to give you a demonstration first.’ Gibson gets up and walks over to a cabinet beside his desk. He opens it and pulls out three small bottles. He opens one and shows both men the tiny pills inside. He takes one out and puts it in one of his hands. Both Alden and Miguel look puzzled as Gibson plops it in his mouth and grabs his bottle of water sitting on the edge of the desk. He guzzles it down and throws it in the trash can. ‘I’m going to tell you guys, this tiny pill works wonders. It…..oh shit I forgot to take this off…..*stretch noises*…..damnit…..’ The guys look on as the coach’s muscles begin to grow bigger as his veins pop out and thicken on his arms. His hairy chest begins to grow wider as it stretches the fabric on his tank to its limits. They can see his cock beginning to lengthen as it starts to peek down his right leg as it gets thicker. ‘Oh fuck sorry guys. I forgot what it does to little Grayson hehe. MMMMM…..*more stretching noises*gawd damn I love how it makes my back explode in size.’ They can see his lats pushing their way out from his back as his back pops several times making room for more size. His quads begin to push further away from his body as his shorts start to rip along the seams. His growing delts make quick work of the tank straps as they fall forward revealing his huge pec shelf covered in black fur as his sides shred the tank as it falls to the ground revealing his enormous pecs and ab slabs. He growls a bit as his beard gets a bit fuller from where it was before. His head even appears to have gotten thicker. The guys try not to show how aroused they are as they put their hands down close to their erections. The coach grins as he does a double bi as they swell up into huge softballs. The guys yell in awe as he does a few poses. ‘Whew damn, this feels incredible. I haven’t done a transformation for quite a long time and forgot how it boosts my sex drive. You want to see something really crazy?’ Gibson adjusts his cock to where it is sticking straight out. The two young men watch in awe as his huge meaty cock rips its way through his shorts and begins drooling precum on the ground. ‘OH YEAH! That felt exhilarating. This makes me so horny.’ He rips his shorts off and stands completely naked as he does a whole sequence of bodybuilding poses. They look on in amazement. ‘Uhh coach. Is it wrong of us to find you insanely hot like this? I mean….*licks lips* that looks so inviting.’ Alden walks over and grabs his cock. The coach smiles at him. ‘Buddy you go ahead and work that fucking cock over. I need to cum badly anyway. Miguel you get over here and help him service me.’ Miguel rushes over and starts to rub Gibson’s huge back as Alden gets down on his knees to lick and suck the coach’s huge cock. He moans loudly as Miguel quickly takes his clothes off and starts to slap his cock on the coach’s monstrous ass. ‘Oh damn Miguel, I think you need to get acquainted with my hole don’t you?’ ‘Oh yeah papi I do.’ Miguel teases his hole with his cockhead before slowly pushing it inside. The coach’s hole was already quite wet from the transformation. He growls a bit as Alden begins gulping down his cock working it into his throat. ‘OH YEAH ALDEN! That feels awesome, make me cum man I got plenty to give.’ Alden can taste the precum flowing down his throat as he manages to get a rhythm going. Miguel starts to pound him faster as he feels a load building in his balls. ‘Shoot all over my huge muscles Miguel. I want you to coat me.’ Miguel starts to moan louder as he feels it starting to rush up into his cock. He pulls out and showers the coach’s back with his huge load. The coach roars in excitement as he starts to fuck Alden’s mouth harder. ‘Come on little man, make your hulking coach shoot a massive load.’ He begins to slow his pace down as pulls Gibson’s cock out to plunge his tongue inside the coach’s cock slit. The hairy hulk yells in delight as he feels his cum beginning to race through his cock. ‘THAT’S IT ALDEN, YOU DID IT! HERE COMES MY LOAD!’ Alden closes his eyes as Gibson’s powerful load envelopes his head and shirt. The coach laughs and tells the little man to stand up and pull his pants down so he can dump his load all over his chest. Alden does get up and pulls his big brown rod out and starts to stroke rapidly. He moans loudly as he feels his balls filling up with cum. After about two minutes, he finally explodes all over the coach’s massive hairy pecs and abs. Gibson slaps his chest and shoulder and laughs. ‘Great job men. I think you both have learned the lessons of how the tiny pill makes you grow. Now I will show you that it does wear off.’ Gibson relaxes his body as the two guys watch in amazement as his muscles start shrinking and going back to where they were. They both see his cock deflate slightly back to its original size. ‘Whoa, why are you doing this?’ Alden says surprised. ‘I can’t stay that way man. It would get me into so much trouble. I don’t want anyone to take these pills away. I worked too hard to get them made.’ ‘So papi, I am guessing the other two bottles are for us right?’ Miguel asks. ‘That is right man. I just want you two to know that your bottles only have three pills in them. They need to be used wisely. Practice with them, you will have to learn how to control the changes. You can even take more than one pill at one time, but if you do just know that the effects will be substantial.’ Alden and Miguel smile huge as they know what he means. ‘Uh uh…..no no…..do not even think about doing that guys. Your bodies cannot handle it at this point in time. You will both take one pill on your first transformations. Besides you will be shocked at how you will look after that.’ They both look at each other and nod. Gibson gives a thumbs-up to them and tells them to come over and sit by him on his couch. As they do he smiles and starts to jerk his cock again. ‘I told you I had lots of cum to get rid of. Why don’t you two get to work on my pecs. I might be smaller, but the change filled my balls up with tons of spunk.’ Gibson works his cock quickly as the two men chew on his nips and even rub his arms. He moans loudly as he encourages them to make him hurt. They pinch and chew harder almost biting down on him. He yells feeling another giant load building. ‘OH YEAH GUYS RIGHT THERE…..HERE IT COMES…..FUCK YEAH I AM GOING TO COVER ALL THREE OF US WITH THIS ONE!’ Gibson sprays numerous jets of thick cum all over his chest, face and on to the two men. Alden moves down, grabs his cock, and swallows it catching a few jets in his throat. Gibson laughs a bit and rubs the black man’s buzzed head. ‘MMMMM ALDEN, you do enjoy my cock don’t you? That felt amazing. Give me a couple more minutes and I will have more for you. I want to see both of your cocks side by side.’ The two men get up and show them to him. He smiles as he admires the different colors. He smacks his decent-sized cock on them and starts stroking again. He immediately feels another one building in his sac and points his cock at theirs. ‘Here comes another one guys. Time to coat those pretty rods of yours.’ The coach sprays a few ropes on to their cocks as he strokes his jizz on them. He works them both over quickly trying to make them cum on to him again. They both moan loudly as he slaps their balls. ‘Yeah guys, make those testicles work. I want you to shower me with more of your hot lava. Give it to me men.’ They both start to shake as Gibson can feel them getting very close. He speeds up even more as Miguel begins cussing in Spanish and Alden begs for mercy. As they feel their loads moving through their cocks, the coach lets go and watches them bounce their cocks as their cum flies all over his body. He growls as each jet hits him as he leans in to kiss both cocks as they finish spraying him. The two men sigh as they fall on to the couch beside him. He smiles and tells them both to just relax for a minute. ‘You two need to get going don’t you? I am sorry that I have held you both up. Now you won’t have any energy for practice.’ ‘We will be fine coach, you have actually relieved a lot of pressure.’ Alden tells him. ‘Good. Come back here if you need any help with those pills guys.’ ‘Sure papi. I’m sure we will be back soon to share some information.’ Miguel says. The two men quickly put their practice gear on as Coach Gibson slides his gym clothes back on. He tells them to show their teammates that they are not wimps and bids adieu. The two men now feel like they can take on their adversaries even if it requires cheating just a little. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHAPTER 2 - TAKING A STAND As they prepare for the practice that evening, Miguel admits to Alden that he is a bit apprehensive having those pills with him. He says it is too tempting to use not just one, but all of them at one time. Alden says not to worry about it that much since Gibson at least trusts them with having them in safe keeping. As it turns out during practice, both Alden and Miguel are on separate squads as the biggest jerk of them all, Doug the first string quarterback, will be on the team with Alden. ‘Hey dipshit, way to use those fucking hands.’ He says to Alden after a play. Several of the other guys on the squad start laughing and giving high-fives to each other. Alden turns and rolls his eyes so Doug can’t see him doing it. As the team gathers together to give instructions, Doug once again harasses Alden telling him how much he wants to knock him out. ‘I’m giving you one more shot dumbass, catch the fucking ball.’ After the snap, Doug tosses the ball to Alden as he fumbles it and two linebackers knock him down. Alden winces in pain as the guys get off him. Doug walks over and glares at him. ‘That’s it fucker. We are going to have a chat in the locker room.’ He grabs Alden’s arm and lifts him up only to crack him in the back with his fist. Alden doubles over in pain for a few moments as the squad moves into the locker room from the field. He follows behind slowly. As he scurries inside, Doug pushes him up against a wall and starts to taunt him over and over. ‘So moron, I think you have just worn out your welcome on the team. Every guy here can probably vouch for me as to why you should probably be fired.’ ‘Hey I am sorry Doug. It’s just…..your passes are not exactly perfect.’ Doug begins to turn beet red at this answer. ‘WHAT THE FUCK? NOT PERFECT? ARE YOU SHITTING ME? You have been playing this stupid game for months Alden. Perhaps you just suck ass. I am so tired of this bullshit. I am done with you.’ Alden remembers the bottle in his jersey pocket and pops it open. He plops one of the pills in his hand and quickly knocks it down his throat. Doug smirks a little as he does this. ‘Well well, the poor little man must be in some pain if he is popping pain pills. I’ll give you REAL pain!’ Doug rams his fist over and over into Alden’s chest as he cries out in pain as the squad looks on. Remarkably though the pain subsides quickly as it turns to euphoria. Alden can feel the pill reacting almost immediately after it hits his stomach. Doug is completely oblivious to what is happening as several players turn to rush into the shower. Alden smiles as he feels his dark skin stretching filling up the open space in his jersey. Doug turns around and begins to notice the changes as his eyes get huge. Alden’s lower body begins to stretch the spandex to its limits as the seams begin to pop slowly. His skinny forearms have grown huge veins to accommodate his thick chocolate guns. Doug becomes mesmerized by these changes as Alden laughs hysterically feeling his chest start to burst out the front of his jersey revealing mammoth boulders of solid muscle. His abs tear through the bottle as his once nonexistent stomach muscles blow up into an astonishing 10-pack. His back and lats are now making quick work of the rest of his top as it falls to the ground. Even Alden’s face has changed as he grows a thick black beard and develops dimples in his chin and cheeks. He can see that Doug is getting turned on quite a bit. *deep voice* ‘UH HUH, who is the big man now star quarterback? Keep watching……ahh fuck look at these fucking guns.’ Alden flexes his monstrous arms as veins pop out everywhere to match his shiny brown skin. He feels his pants give way as the seams finally explode unleashing a mountain of brown muscle where his tiny legs used to be. Doug sees the silhouette of Alden’s growing love muscle as it snakes its way down his left quad. Alden makes a gesture with his eyebrows as he feels his cock beginning to rip its way free. ‘Ohh fuck yeah Doug I want you to punch me now. Give me all you have, I know you won’t have to the same impact as before.’ Doug goes to punch him in the chest and ends up hurting himself badly bruising fingers and yelling in agony. Alden’s cock finally breaks free from its captivity as the material shreds all the way down to his ankles and peels off revealing a hulking veiny black cock with a wet pink head bouncing up and down. The quarterback can’t take his eyes off of it but starts to back off. Alden walks toward him and grab his arms before he can take off. ‘Going somewhere Doug? I don’t think so, now it is time for you to feel a few punches.’ Alden lightly punches him in the gut and then along his sides making the quarterback wince every time. The huge black stud shreds Doug’s jersey and pulls him into his grasp. He starts to squeeze him tightly making the frightened white man try to get away again. Alden laughs at him trying to push his legs free. The big black hulk lifts him up and starts doing lunges with him before tossing him around and smack his backside a few times. Doug gets a tad angry at this but knows he can’t do a thing about it. Alden tears his pants open to start massaging the quarterback’s hot butt. Doug yells for help but the guys in the shower are gathering around to see what happens next without any intervention. Some of them even give the thumbs up to Alden as he slowly starts to push one of his hands into Doug’s tight hole. The immobile victim tries to tighten his hole but Alden’s incredible power only makes it hurt worse. He tries to scream but Alden takes his free hand and covers his mouth preventing any sound from getting out. Some of the guys watching begin stroking their cocks as they notice Alden’s engorged cock pooling pre all over the floor. He moans as he successfully starts to stretch the quarterback’s hole wider and wider to get his beefy black hand inside. ‘That’s a good boy Doug, let go of that tension inside you. I can make you feel oh so good.’ He pushes his hand in and out a few times as a few of the players start to move in closer to him. One of them gets down on the floor to gulp down on Alden’s huge cock making him shutter. He begins to realize that he is the center of attention as guys begin shoving their cocks in his face. Hands begin massaging him as he lets go of Doug. The scared quarterback goes running into the shower to sulk. Alden begins sucking multiple cocks as he himself gets serviced. Before long there are five cocks spewing thick frothy cum all over Alden’s massive muscles as his shiny brown coat begins to look all white. He laughs and gives winks to all of the guys as they go back into the shower to clean up. The one servicing his cock continues to work him over. Alden tells him to stop so he can go harass Doug who is still in the shower area. Alden waddles in as guys start gesturing to where Doug is at. Alden tries to move slowly so he doesn’t make much noise. Doug appears to be in shock as he cowers in one of the bathroom stalls. Alden opens the door quickly and tries to maneuver his way in so he can get to Doug. He stops smiling at him and looks as if he feels a bit sorry for Doug. ‘Look man, I get you are an asshole, but I know how to help you relax. Maybe we can salvage some kind of agreement out of this. You leave me and my friend Miguel alone and I won’t hurt you. You have already screwed up your chances of being the first quarterback now Doug. Give me that fine ass of yours.’ ‘I am not queer freak. You come near me and I will press charges.’ Alden grabs him before he can move and turns him around so his ass touches the black hulk’s cock. Doug begins violently squirming causing Alden to restrain him so he doesn’t injury himself further. ‘Come on now Doug just relax, I think you just need a good anal massage to clear out those nasty thoughts in your head. It will be good for you.’ ‘Fuck you faggot, you won’t get away with this.’ ‘Too late genius, I think the entire first-string practice squad has jizzed all over me so they gave their approval.’ Doug can feel Alden’s huge rod starting to move inside him as he moans in agony. Alden starts to push his weight on top of the frightened quarterback as his enormous chest rubs on the white man’s back. The black hulk starts to grind him slowly as he moans deeply into Doug’s ear. ‘Ahhh good boy Doug…..i can feel you relaxing already. Let me do all the work and you just enjoy the ride.’ Alden increases his speed and starts to yell as he feels his balls growing and filling with tons of cum. Doug moans himself as he feels his cock getting hard. Alden sees this and reaches around to stroke it. The quarterback starts to rub Alden’s massive tree trunk quads and appears to be going with the flow. ‘See it feels good doesn’t it? Now do we have an understanding about me and Miguel?’ ‘Uhh what the…..oh mmmmm…..fuck your cock is so……yeah we have an understanding Alden. Shit man I am blown away by your size and power…..how did you do this?’ ‘Hehe it is my secret. Mmmmm oh fuck it is going to be a big load Doug, where do you want it?’ ‘What? I don’t want your cum on me that is fucking sick. I mean…..oh fuck you won’t take no as an answer will you?’ Alden laughs and says it depends. Doug quickly agrees that he won’t harass him or Miguel again. Alden pulls out and slaps his cock on Doug’s neck. He flips him around and slaps his face and lips with it. ‘Open up for me Doug…..i think you might enjoy what I have to offer.’ Doug slowly opens his mouth as Alden shoves it inside and starts fucking him rapidly. Doug moans deeply as Alden begins to gasp feeling his load pushing its way up into his thick rod. He pulls his cock out of Doug’s mouth and wanks it wildly. ‘OHHHH YEAHH MAN IT IS COMING FAST……OH FUCK……STICK YOUR TONGUE OUT DOUG…..’ Doug sticks his tongue out as Alden’s piss slit gapes open and shoots thick ropes down his throat. Doug gags immediately as Alden pumps jet after jet down his gullet. The quarterback drools huge amounts of cum down his chest as Alden yells in ecstasy. Several players start shooting their loads all over the shower and bathroom hearing and seeing the whole sequence. The black hulk finishes cumming and leans down to scoop his jizz up and swallows it. He leaves the stall and walks over to one of the showers to clean up. Doug stumbles to his feet and goes to the other side of the shower area to clean up. Most of the practice squad gather around Alden as he begins to shrink. They mutter to themselves wondering how he could be shrinking. Doug stands in utter silence under a shower head as he stares into space. It is unclear what he will do next after this crazy experience. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHAPTER 3 - WHILE ADDING ANOTHER TO THE MIX As Alden finishes returning to normal size, a lot of the other players turn to go back into the locker area to dress and get their thoughts together. Miguel comes rushing into the showers and sees Alden standing there toweling off. He mentions how he heard some of the guys from his squad mentioning a man dominating Doug and shaming him. He knew who they were talking about and just wanted to come and see if Alden was still in his ‘hulking’ phase. Miguel turns and sees Doug still standing by himself under the shower head muttering to his self. Alden tells him to stay away from him because he thinks that they have an understanding now. They proceed to go to the locker area so Alden can change into his normal clothes. One of the members of the practice squad hands Alden his jersey and pants, or rather what is left of them. ‘Hehe thanks Randy, just what I needed rags and torn fabric.’ Randy smiles and turns around to leave. Miguel stares at the remains dumbfounded. ‘Oh my gawd papi, you managed to destroy your football jersey and pants? Fuck I want to do that sometime myself.’ ‘Let’s not get into a rush there man. Anyways, how was your practice?’ ‘Now papi, I want to know how you felt when you changed. I will tell you about my practice after you give me some insight into your experience.’ Alden laughs a bit and then tells Miguel about how his mind raced at first as his body began to grow. Then when it all finished, he felt confident and even a bit domineering judging by the way he went after Doug. ‘Whoa, that is awesome Alden. I seriously want to use all of my pills at once.’ ‘NO MIGUEL, knock it off man. Now tell me about your practice.’ ‘All right, well it actually went really good other than witnessing my friend Avi getting a railing from Chad.’ ‘Oh I wondered if Avi was still around. Yeah I know how much of a prick Chad is. The guy thinks he is the best kicker in the league. I mean sure he is quite accurate, but Avi isn’t bad either.’ Miguel continues to mention Avi to Alden trying to get him to go talk to him about possibly hanging out sometime just to get what he means. ‘I see what you are trying to do man. You are thinking about giving Avi a pill to make him grow so he will go and kick the lights out of those footballs.’ Miguel smiles and then gets a look in his eyes like he is thinking. ‘Come on papi, let’s go see him now before he leaves for the day.’ Miguel grabs Alden’s arm and drags him out of the locker room and into the practice facility. Miguel points to Avi, who is sitting over at a table eating a subway. The Lebanese-american kicker points back and smiles at Miguel. Clearly the man has worked his legs because his quads and calves are quite developed. His black beard is well-kempt as well as his noticeable body hair which peeks from his shirt. Alden turns to look at Miguel who obviously has a thing for him. ‘You sneaky devil, you just want me to meet him because you want to hulk him out. Am I right?’ ‘No that isn’t it at all Alden. I really think he needs a little boost from all of the crap he gets from Chad.’ Speaking of Chad, he is sitting two tables back from Avi looking quite buff, at least for a kicker. His large arms and thick chest look out of place for someone that is known for just kicking and punting. The man notices Alden staring at him and grimaces. Alden smiles at him and gives a thumbs up. Chad looks really stumped and goes back to eating again. ‘What are you doing papi? He is the enemy. Are you just fucking with him?’ ‘Of course Miguel, he doesn’t seem that threatening at least to me.’ They walk over and sit with Avi as they start talking. Alden mostly just listens to him and Miguel speaking and waits until he is fully let in on the whole story. Avi starts talking about how Chad used to always race bash him but that ended only to lead to just bullying. He knows that the lead kicker uses growth hormone because he has openly said that he does and actually grew almost thirty pounds in a span of two months. Alden isn’t that surprised by his statements and can now see why Miguel thinks he needs some kind of boost, but he doesn’t want to rush through this. Miguel looks really pissed and doesn’t really want to abide by Alden’s rules. He pulls out his bottle of three pills and tells Avi to stick his hand out. The middle eastern kicker looks confused but does it anyway. Miguel drops a pill in his hand and says he should use it right then and there so he can go teach Chad a lesson. Alden swipes the bottle and the pill away from both men and says that is crazy and this is not the place to do this. What he did in the locker area was justified, but this is not. He then turns to Miguel and says that he should have been there to see it but he wasn’t so he can’t be hasty. Miguel jumps up and leaves the table making guys from other tables take notice. They stare at Avi and Alden and wonder what the hell is going on. Chad for one seems intrigued. The big kicker gets up and walks over to their table to stick his meaty forearms on each side. He looks at both of them and grins. Avi looks away as Alden looks up at him. ‘Yeah, is there something you need Chad?’ ‘What is going on over here? I thought you and the Mexican were friends? You seem to be making quite an impression today Alden. I heard about your hulkout earlier. Are you going to do that again here?’ ‘Do you want me to hulkout here Chad? I got quite a few guys aroused in the locker room, perhaps you would too.’ Chad stops smiling and turns to look at Avi. ‘Hello there wannabe, are you spreading lies about me now. Telling other guys about our arguments is not wise. It could get you into a lot of trouble.’ Chad tenses his arms as the veins pop out. Avi is not impressed and neither is Alden. They start talking to each other as Chad takes his arms off the table and folds them. They smirk at each other knowing that he is in fact interested in what they were talking about before. Chad proceeds to sit down by Alden who pushes him away. ‘Come on Avi time to leave I think. This jerk is trying to hit on me I think.’ They both get up as Chad puts his arms out like he is trying to be decent. They walk into the main lobby where Alden finally hands Avi that pill he had earlier. The kicker studies it and wonders how a pill could be so small. ‘I suggest not taking it right now. Don’t tell Miguel I gave it to you, he will be so angry with me because I have his pills.’ ‘So…..it has some power? Is this what made you get huge? I am not an aggressive person by heart, but I fear once I consume this, I will become some crazed freak. Can this be controlled somehow?’ ‘Yes, but I haven’t quite figured it out entirely yet. You might have more restraint than me, but who knows. I actually think that Chad likes you. He is being fairly passive I think.’ Avi nods his head and admits that he has gotten that impression himself of Chad. They sit down in a lounging area as members of the two practice squads begin to leave. There is no sign of Miguel which Alden thinks has probably already left. Guess who hasn’t left though, Chad. The lead kicker comes walking towards them and sits across in a chair glaring at both men. ‘You don’t give up do you Chad? What do you want?’ ‘What is your secret Alden? Do you have some genetic condition that makes your grow when you stress? I have to know.’ ‘Uhh no, it was just a one time deal. It won’t happen again trust me.’ Chad seems disappointed but gets up to get between the two men. He puts his arms around their backs and squeezes. They both seem puzzled as to what he is trying to accomplish. ‘Is this a game to you weirdo?’ ‘Nope no game Alden, I just think you are lying. I really do think it is caused by stress or maybe anger. The other guys said you hulked out so I think you are like that Bruce Banner guy.’ Alden rolls his eyes and pulls Chad’s arm off him. Chad looks miffed and puts it back where he had it. Avi begins to get annoyed by his tactics and looks at the pill in his palm. He quickly downs it before Chad turns to look at him. Alden sees this and gets a crazy look on his face which gets the big kicker’s attention. He seems a tad mystified as to what is transpiring. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CHAPTER 4 - TO SEEK A RESOLUTION ‘What is going on here? Seriously what is going…….*sees Avi’s arms twitch* on? Huh? *stretch*’ Avi starts noticing that his body is changing as Alden smiles at him. The Lebanese kicker begins to feel tingling sensations moving up and down his arms. He looks down and gasps as he begins to feel them swelling up losing their hair as the muscles and veins grow. His olive skin starts to shine as the biceps blow up into huge softballs. He looks down at his swelling pecs as they retain their hairy nature pushing their way towards the top of his v neck. The tension begins to make the fabric start to fray at the center as they press against his huge new bull neck. His back starts to bust seams along the sides as his lats push their way free. Chad has a huge erection in his shorts that Alden can see clearly. The big jock seems dumbfounded as to how this could be happening. Avi’s growing quads make the fabric on his shorts squeal loudly as his cock makes quick work of his underwear underneath. It snakes its way out the top and sits on the growing slabs expanding on his stomach. The shirt quickly rips down the front as his chest gleans with sweat under the lights. His thick black fur and huge round pecs make Alden swoon loudly. His nipples have turned downward towards the ground. Without another second passing, Avi’s shorts explode revealing the rest of his huge Arabian muscles. His huge firm ass and large cock now fully visible as it swings slightly laying on his chest. It seems that Avi is remaining unchanged mentally from this crazy transformation too. He stands up and turns to slap his rod on Chad’s face. The shocked kicker takes a few moments and grabs the large hulk’s obliques to look up into his hazel eyes. Avi peers down at him and grins as he puts on a tough façade. ‘You know how to fix this don’t you Chad? Why don’t you give my cock a nice massage with your throat while you are pondering your thoughts?’ ‘Uhhh…..huh…..how did you do this? I…..gawd you look incredible Avi….i don’t normally do this but…..fuck I want to worship your body so bad.’ Chad feels the mountain of fur sitting on top of Avi’s chest muscles, but the big Arabian pushes his hands away and waves his fingers. ‘No Chad, cock only. Make me cum and maybe we will move on to other things.’ Chad looks a bit concerned as Avi reaches down and pushes his head into his cock parting his lips and sliding his huge cock inside. Chad chokes and even tries to resist as he struggles with the big Arabian but eventually gives in to his underlying desire to worship the stud. He works Avi’s cock over with his mouth long and hard as the huge hulk summons Alden over by him with his free hand. He looks into the black teammate’s eyes and plunges his tongue down Alden’s throat as he embraces him with his immense right arm. Alden moans loudly as Avi manages to pull his shirt off nearly ripping it. He lets go of Chad’s head to run his huge powerful hands on Alden as he pulls the smitten buddy’s shorts down to grab his cock. He strokes him until he is hard and pulls his cock out of Chad’s mouth. ‘I want you to service Alden too Chad. This is your payment to me for all of those times you were a complete tool.’ Chad seems understanding by this and turns to swallow Alden’s cock. After a few minutes of powerful sucking, the two friends begin smacking Chad in the face with their cocks. He sighs as he sits with his mouth open and his eyes closed. They take turns fucking his mouth before their moans get much louder. ‘Why don’t you cum all over him Alden, I’m sure he would love to be humiliated like he thinks I would be with him.’ Alden strokes quickly as he unloads all over Chad’s face and shirt before the kicker surprisingly turns to give a few licks to his cockhead as he tastes the cum hitting his tongue. He lightly moans as he shoves the black man’s whole cock into his mouth swallowing the cum that remains. Avi grabs him by his head and lifts him up to plunge his head into his chest demanding that he worship it. Chad tries to breathe as Avi smothers him with his enormous hairy pecs as Alden pulls the kicker’s pants down to slide his cock into his hole and starts working him over. Chad begins rubbing his hands all over Avi’s powerful muscles as the huge Lebanese hulk positions himself to join Alden’s cock inside Chad. They both manage to make room inside to fuck him synchronized. Chad runs his tongue up and down the Arabian stud nursing his huge pecs and nipples and yelling in ecstasy. Avi and Alden both moan deeply feeling their loads building as their cocks rub against each other vein against vein. Chad himself can feel a load starting to build as Avi reaches down and tears his shirt off to slap the kicker’s beefy back as Alden slaps his ass. ‘Oh fuck guys I had no idea I would love this so much, damn you two really know how to set me straight or rather…..gay.’ They both laugh at his comment as they fuck him harder making him shutter as he feels their cocks swelling inside him. They look at each other knowing it won’t be long before they lose their loads and pull out. Chad turns around and lies on the couch and starts wanking himself. Avi shoves his cock inside his mouth as Alden moves down to swallow Chad’s cock and begins to work him into a frenzy. The kicker moans as he feels himself getting ready to cum. The same can be said for Avi who starts to contract his muscles as Chad rubs them and stares into their beauty. ‘Ohh yeah Chad you do great at servicing me. Make me cum jerk……here it comes…..mmmmm feels so good…..’ Chad moans as he begins to taste Avi’s cum going down his throat and realizes that Alden is about to make him cum. The black sucker makes Chad hump his mouth as he feels his cum traveling into his cock. Alden pulls it out as a huge volcano goes flying onto the huge lebanese’s back as Chad moans letting a river of cum seep out of his mouth on to his body. His lustful eyes stay transfixed on Avi as he slowly rubs the huge man’s chest and arms. ‘Ahh that felt incredible Chad. I think that is enough for now. Did you learn your lesson?’ He pulls his cock out of the kicker’s mouth as Chad slowly nods in agreement. Alden kisses Chad’s cock and rubs the kicker’s huge muscly legs as he sits up to slap his own cock on them. Avi sits up to sit by Chad and begins to start shrinking. Chad looks in disbelief at the Arabian’s regression. By the time his revert is complete, Alden is ready to blow another load this time all over the kicker’s massive quads. ‘DAMN Alden, you fucking love my huge legs don’t you. Yeah man, fucking jizz all over them. I want to feel it.’ Alden moans deeply as he lets his cum fly all over Chad’s legs. He leans down to lap up the cum and lick Chad’s huge quads and calves. The kicker moans as he looks down and sees this happening. Instead of being irritated anymore, Chad’s demeanor has changed as he smiles at Alden. The black teammate goes to join both of them on the couch as Chad puts his arm around both men. He turns to give them both kisses on their lips and lays his head on them. ‘Guys, you both have made me feel better in this one night than I have felt in years. I secretly have been struggling with my sexuality since I could remember. I think I have feelings for both of you, but Avi…..i am sorry for making you feel insignificant. You as a hulk is…..insanely hot though. You have to do that again for me because I just lose myself.’ Chad turns to kiss Avi again and even nuzzles his head on his neck. Alden smiles at him as Avi looks very surprised. ‘I think I need to go home now guys.’ Alden says to them. ‘You don’t have to leave yet Alden. I think we could have some more fun.’ Chad says to him. ‘Nah I think you and Avi are compatible. I am just in the way of you two I think.’ Alden gets up to put his clothes back on and goes out the main doors as Chad and Avi say goodbye.
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  12. David watched as Logan climbed into the graffiti covered bus. His best friend flinging his skinny legs over one of the empty window frames and heaving his slender form into the guts of the old bus. The bus was an urban legend for their town. David’s parents had talked about it being around when they were kids, Logan had even said that his grandfather knew about the buried bus. The story was that the bus was an old red London double decker bus. A London bus which had somehow found its way across the Atlantic and then across the United States and found itself buried in a rocky valley in California. Everyone from drunk British sailors or aliens had been blamed for the buried bus, but for kids its was a place of horror. It was a place where you showed off how brave you were, a place where dares were made. “I dare you to touch the bus” “I dare you to sit in one of the seats” Logan hadn’t been dared at all, he was just curious, not that David wasn’t curious, he was just scared. Even though David was a senior in high-school and heading off to college soon the buried bus still scared him. Even beneath a cloudless blue sky with a bright sun shining the rusty colour strewn bus was creepy, there was just something about it. It didn’t seem to affect Logan, he wanted to know what was on the bottom deck of the bus. Not one of the stories about the buried bus explained why it was buried or what was on the bottom floor. No one had even seemed to have gone down the stairs to the bottom floor, no one even mentioned that it had a bottom floor beyond saying it was a double decker London bus. So David stood about 20 ft away from the bus as his best friend vanish into its interior. “You see anything” David called He could see Logan head of messy brown hair popping up from behind the rusty frame of a window. “Nothing, just graffiti and rusty seats” Logan called back While Logan had a very youthful voice, almost like puberty had skipped him, he was still able to throw a lot of authority into his voice. He always sounded confident even though a strong wind would blow him away like a plastic bag. “You see the stairs” David called He watched Logan’s messy hair move from the front of the bus down towards the back. “Yea, they are here” Logan called back There was a moment of silence and then the sound of a rock bouncing down the metal stairs. “Its not buried” Logan called, some excitement in his voice “I’m going to head down” —————————————————— Logan gently took his first step down to the lower deck of the bus. His small flip flop clad foot tested out the integrity of the rusty step. The step held and he descended down into the bus. He expected it to be dark, but it wasn’t. Sun light was pouring down through small holes in the upper deck’s floor. The entire lower deck was clear. While the glass from the windows was gone the ground hadn’t caved in. Instead flat slabs of rock covered ever window. It was like the bus was encased in cement. The rock had been covered in graffiti, but these weren’t the tags of artists or obscene images. They looked like cave drawings. Spirals and letters in foreign languages. With each aisle of rusty seats the drawings became thicker and thicker, new stuff drawn over older stuff. Logan’s confidence was fading with each step, the bus was beginning to scare him. He came to the drivers cabin. The drawings that dominated the areas where the windscreen should be all pointed towards the cabin, driving Logan to look inside. Gingerly Logan leaned forward to look into the cabin, his small skinny body shaking from fear. There was nothing inside the cabin. No drivers seat, no gear box, no steering wheel. Where wasn’t even a cabin, just an empty void. Logan tried to pull away, but he couldn’t. The void was pulling him in. His small hands gripped at the rusty door frame around him, the void now rushing air pass him as it sucked him into itself. The rust beneath his fingers gave away, crumbling into red dust and Logan fell into the void. Logan screams as he fell. His body twisting in the void, his arms and legs swinging wildly. He could feel air howling pass himself. He was falling, the void wasn’t just empty space, it went somewhere. His chest felt tight as he fell, like he was struggling to breath. Logan could barely see himself in the darkness, but he could see that his chest was growing. Expanding upwards and outwards with each breath, the void’s air growing his flat chest into a meaty pair of pecs that straining as his shirt. He moved his hand onto his chest, feeling the muscle, it was real. Logan’s eyes widened as he watched his hand widened and this fingers thicken. The change was running up his arms, his forearms exploding in size with thick veins appearing. He could feel his stomach crunching and just knew that his abdominal muscles had suddenly appeared. His biceps expanded, popping the short sleeves of his shirt opened. Logan’s skinny shoulders ballooned with muscle, tearing his shirt apart. The tattered remains fluttering into oblivion as they escaped into the void, only the neck of his shirt remained. It didn’t last long, it exploded as his neck grew into a tree trunk holding his tiny youthful head aloft. Logan shorts grew tight as his thighs grew, matching his now meaty calfs. His feet now overhung his flip flops. His thick toes gripping onto them so that they didn’t fly away into the void as he fell. Logan could see a light, a dim dot beneath him. It was growing brighter and brighter. He held his massive hands out to protect himself from the fall. His face cracking as he hid the light from his eyes. The bones rearranging themselves into a wide jaw and high cheekbones. The light was blinding as Logan hit it. He fell out of the void and into the rusty lower deck of the buried bus. His thick hands gripping the frame of a rusty chair. Logan was breathing heavily, his pecs rising and falling. He stood up to his full height, and had to duck a little as his head hit the ceiling. Logan slowly made his way to the stairs, uneasy with his new long muscled legs and huge clown feet. “Hey, you down there” David called “Ummm, yea…” Logan called in a deep voice His hand shot up to his thick neck, his voice was different. He went to explain to David why his voice was changed and what he found on the lower deck, but he didn’t need to. “Oh, ok, didn’t hear from you for a little bit” David said, nothing in his friends voice indicated he’d noticed anything different Logan went up the stairs, each step creaking loudly under his new weight. He continued to duck as he reached the upper deck. He now could see David clearly, his friend nervously waiting for him. Logan stepped over a window frame, his long legs making it easier. He hiked up his shorts as he did, his big hand getting a handful of enlarged balls and a slab like cock. “Fuck” Logan muttered quietly as he let his cock flop down the leg of one of his shorts Logan rose out of the bus, his head level with the top of it. He felt his chest flexing instinctively, each pec bouncing. “So” David asked eagerly, not noticing anything at all “What did you find” David stared up at Logan as the now bigger boy stepped up to him. David just smiling like nothing was different. Behind David was Logan’s car, they’d driven up to the buried bus in Logan’s rusty hand me down wreck, now it was a big red truck, just like the one that Logan had wanted for his 18th birthday. The void had changed him, he had the body of dreams, and now had the car of his dreams. Is that what it did, did the void grant you all your wildest dreams. Logan felt his heavy soft cock against his thigh, he’d always wanted a big dick, he used to pray for a bigger cock. It must grant wishes. “Come on, what did you find” David asked again staring up to his best friend Logan smiled down at his best friend and put a big muscled arm over his shoulder, turning him away from the buried bus and leading him to Logan’s new red truck. “Nothing, nothing at all” Logan lied as he wondered how much cement he’d need to block up the buried bus’ stairs
  13. It would be cool if the huge freind makes the other guy just as big against his still but then realizes he wants it and they both start getting bigger and huger together gods among men
  14. any chance this story becomes a series or win a part 2?
  15. Man dude, I’m working through this story a little bit at a time! It’s just too hot to read all at once!!
  16. That was just absolutely amazing! I had to go back and reread to find out who was the pre-transformation Red Skull, and I was so focused on Jacob that I didn't even realize Schmidt had been thrown into the goo. Part of that is my problem, as my monitor either displays the panels really small or blows them up to giant size. Now I know to take the time to look at the giant ones. The level of detail is incredible, and there are many things that might be missed. And yes, add me as another vote to see further adventures for this crew in the future!
  17. Okay, it's pretty clear you guys want to know how he got so huge. As I type this, I have an image rendering. So as soon as I get the next part done, I will post it. Should be up by Saturday.
  18. RR1

    Unwilling

    I am sorry I have been so slow in writing the additional chapters, I have had some personal issues. I will be posting another chapter this weekend. Thank you for understanding.
  19. Last week
  20. More is coming, I have a few pages written. Ending things is hard for me, I’m struggling to come up with a good way of connecting all the dots, and don’t like that I’m having to let some plot threads hang. I was talked into expanding the ending from one part and into two instead. But I’m hoping the next part will be soon, I’m gonna work on it this weekend.
  21. Just read the last part and now I'm on the edge of my seat! I hope he reverses everything somehow.
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