How Do You Spell Masculinity? (A One Off)

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Here's a one-off that came to me when I was lying in bed before I fell asleep.  Yeah...this would totally be me!!!  Hope you enjoy as much as I did that night and while writing it!!

 

How Do You Spell Masculinity??

 

Ian sprinkled the salt into an incomplete circle, stepped inside, and the closed it with the rest of the salt he had.  Before him was a medium sized alter that he had built just as the book had described, and next to that were the items for the ceremony.  Lighting first the five red candles, then the three black, and finally the white, (all easily purchased on Amazon Prime) he nervously waited for the time to be exactly two in the morning.

This had all begun six days ago when he was on an eBook downloading site looking for the latest Stephen King novel.  Glancing over the many different titles as he scrolled through the list, he came across a listing for “100 Books of Witchcraft and Sorcery.“ Thinking that this might be something interesting to look through, and always fascinated with the occult, he downloaded the zipped file.

Unzipping and then Opening the downloaded  folder, he found titles such as the Necronomicon, The Grimoire for the Apprentice Wizard, Libellus Migicus, and The Fifth Book of the Black Order.  One book peaked his interest significantly:  Physical Magic and Spell-Casting.  Most of the spells in this “Grimoire” were focused on turning straight hair to curley or vice-versa, acquiring different coloured eyes, or helping the caster build larger muscles.  Being fairly short with an average body, this spell caught his attention, but it was the one after it that peaked his interest.

Total Body Modification in Regard to Masculinity or Femininity allowed the spell caster to summon a ‘helpful demon’ ( there were such things???) and request they give the ideal masculine/feminine body that they desired.  Reading over the spell, it all seemed quite easy:

1. Must be done on the first of the month.
2. A circle and a pentagram must be drawn in salt
3. The caster must be within the circle and never leave till the spell was complete
4. Must be done at 2 am 
5. Must possess a silver knife and silver spoon
6. Must have three specific coloured candles
7. Must have three items that the caster perceived as masculine/feminine to be burnt in a copper pot
8. Four tablespoons of raw wildflower honey.
9. One persimmon for the demon to feast on.  (Really??). If the demon finds you worthy to grant your request, he will feast on it to gather the energy to make your masculine/feminine body a reality.
10. Once the items were ash and spread over the heart and chest of the caster, they needed to just speak out loud their desires.  From this, the demon would choose to grant or deny the request.

Being a person with a lot of interests and nothing to loose, and since it was January 25th, he thought, why not, and decided to do it.

From Amazon, Ian was able to purchase the silver knife (who knew??!!), the copper pot, and the candles, and from the corner shop he was able to procure three large boxes of salt.  The items that symbolized masculinity were a little harder.

The first thing he cane up with was the few chest hairs that he had growing in the center of his chest.  Ian was not a very hairy person, and he always associated facial and body hair with masculinity.  So, with a dry razor he cut the fifteen chest hairs from his body and placed them in an envelope.

A huge penis was definitely a symbol of masculinity, but how could you burn one?  At work the next day at his desk, he decided the best way was to make a paper mache one.  That night he got a long balloon, mixed flour and water to make a paste, put strips of newspaper in the mixture, and proceeded to cover the 15” balloon with it.  To create the head, he just piled more and more paper until the balloon had a massive mushroom cap.  The next night he popped the balloon, and painted the hardened cast to look as close to a penis as he could; veins and all.

The final item alluded him.  Ian wanted it to be a jock strap, but he couldn’t just buy one.  That wouldn’t be masculine enough for him.  It needed to have been owned and worn by someone who was the epitome of masculinity.

Searching online, Ian found a website where he could “purchase” a man’s company for an hour or for a night.  Looking through the pictures, he found a rugged muscular hunk who screamed masculinity to Ian.  Emailing the escort, Ian asked how much it would cost to have him wear a jockstrap all day, work out in it, and then give it to him.  That’s all.  The escort respond back quickly asking for £350.  Knowing this was the only way of getting what he wanted, Ian agreed to transfer half the money that day and then the rest on pick up.  He agreed to meet the escort on the 31st at 3pm at a Starbucks on St. Martin’s Lane.

Mario, who originated from Italy, actually ended up being a really nice guy.  Ian bought latte’s for both of them and they had a 15 minute chat about Mario’s career goals, the law school he was attending, and whether or not he would return to Italy when he finished. 

When the drinks were finished, Mario stood up to leave, and handed over the jockstrap in a paper bag.  No questions were asked, and he acted as if this was a totally natural request.  Ian transferred the second half of the money to Mario, and they parted ways, each with what they wanted.

Ian waited until he got home to open the bag, and right away from the musky smell he could tell the stud had definitely worn it all day and while he worked out.  There were even some stray pubic hair in the red jock for added measure.

The sitting room was the largest room in the house, so Ian proceeded to move all of the furniture to the sides of the room.  Taking a pencil, he carefully sketched out a pentagram and circle on the floor, and the proceeded to follow the lines with the salt, leaving an entrance open for him to come and go with.  He then proceeded to fashion an altar, as requested in the book, and placed that in the middle of the circle.

As the time neared 12:30 am, Ian took a bath in rosewater as the book recommended.  At around 1:45 am, he entered the circle with the necessary items, and closed it with salt behind him.  Placing the persimmon on the right half of the altar for the demon, Ian composed himself and began the ceremony.

Lighting the candles from left to right, he began to meditate on what the desired outcome would be from that night… what the word masculinity meant to him  Several times his average penis started to get hard thinking of men with huge muscles hairy muscle and massive cocks, but he calmed himself down and continued to meditate.

Finally, the alarm sounded. It was 2am.  A little nervous, Ian read aloud the spell:

• - Oh god’s of darkness and Lucifer lord of the underworld, please grant me my wish.  Masculinity is the greatest power in this universe, and I wish to accept it as my own.  Receive these items as my sacrifice.  Chest hair from my own body, that only grows from surges of testosterone.  

Ian took the chest hair and placed them in the copper bowl.

• ⁃ A large penis that only one of true masculinity would possess.

The large phallus was next placed in the pot.

• ⁃ And finally, a jock strap owned by the most masculine of men, and worn while working out to improve his masculine body.

Ian took the jock strap, longing to smell it, and placed it in the pot.

• ⁃ In flames I send you these symbols of my desire and my need.

Taking a wooden match, Ian lit the paper mache penis.  He watched this quickly burn, igniting both the jockstrap and the chest hair.  Within ten minutes, they were all a mixture of ash.

Taking the silver spoon, Ian scooped up the honey and dropped it into the pot.  Mixing it and the ash together with the silver knife, he then proceeded to spread the thick solution on his chest, specifically over his heart.  As he rubbed it in he said:

• - I wish to be the most powerful of all men.  Please grant me my wish.  Make me masculine.  Make me as masculine a man as they come.  I beg of you to grant me my desire and bestow me your blessings.  What blessings you can bestow on me is as I require.

Here Ian has to speak aloud what he wanted the demon to bestow on him.

• - I want to be muscular.  I want a great body, to be tall, and have chest hair.

Having seen many movies where a wish went wrong when no detail was given, Ian thought it best to explain himself.

• - Yeah.  I wish to have a muscular body... maybe like a pro bodybuilder, be tall, around 6’4, and have thick hair on my face and chest.

Realizing he had forgotten something important:

• - Oh... um... and a big cock.  I’d love a huge cock, a really hairy body, and bulging muscles that every guy would be envious of.

Just talking about it was starting to get him horny and hard.

• - Not just a big cock.  A huge cock.  Really long and thick.  And I’ve always wanted to be tall.  Have everyone look up at me when I enter the room.  They have to look up because they have no choice.  And really muscular, where it’s difficult to buy clothes for my body.  Oh yeah... and so hairy that when I shave, it just grows back an hour later.  It’s almost a waste of time to even bother shaving.

Ian was so horny now just talking about his dream body that he started to stroke himself.

• - A body so huge with muscles that honestly you can’t even wear clothes I’m just so massive.  Hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of pounds of thick pulsating muscles.  I’m so tall that I have to bend to get through every door, and my cock!!  Fuck!!  My cock is massive... like 15” long and thick as my wrist, and my balls!!  Two grapefruit’s!!!  I’m such a fuckin Alpha stud that I can fuck anyone I want... and I do.  I’m always constantly leaking pre cum and horny... and fuck I’m hairy!!!  Some might think it’s too much... but I don’t care!

Ian took some of the ashes mixed with honey and used it as lube to stroke himself even more.  Caught up so much in body lust he spoke with such longing:

• - There I am... standing so tall... like several stories tall... and I’m thousands of pounds of muscle.  My whole body is coated in thick dark hair, but nothing can cover how massive my muscles are.  I’m a freak, but I love it.  I get off on it!!  My balls are so enormous... everyone wonders how they can be so big!!  My voice is so deep, my beard so full, and my cock is so thick and long I could fuck a building with it!!!

Just at the point if cunning, Ian cried out...

• - Do whatever you want, I just demand you make me into a fucking muscle monster!!  My muscles are so huge it’s impossible to measure them but I know I weigh several hundred tons... and that may be a low estimate!!!  My cock... fuck it’s so huge it’s too big to even fuck a blue whale with... and the head...it flares out so huge and so wide it’s bigger then my own head!!!  And my balls... my balls are as big as cars... I’m as hairy as can be, covered in tattoos, pierced, and exude a smell that turns everyone on.  People come from countries away to just worship me and jerk off at my feet.  My voice... it’s so deep it’s just a rumble...  like thunder!!   I have the testosterone of 29,000 warriors, 150,0000 cave men... yeah... I’m so masculine I’ve fuckin de evolved!! The world around me is so small and my voice so deep I pretty much just grunt.  My instincts are to just fuck and grow... The whole world worships me yet is terrified of me because I’m a fuckin muscle mutant, millions of tons of muscle, my cock defies description, so long... so thick... so veiny... thousands of highways of veins just to fill it... so freakish it would be disgusting if it wasn’t so hot... it’s constantly dripping gallons of precum, and I have to cum every ten minutes because my balls are constantly full!!  I’m a lumbering mass of caveman testosterone, so fuckin hairy... fuck... so hairy I must be part gorilla... and damn... I’m so tall... so tall that my shadow covers all of London!!  I have to be 300 feet... no 500 feet if I’m an inch and I just keep growing!!!  I can’t stop!!!  I won’t stop!!!  I’m the worlds nightmare!!!

Ian came repeatedly all over the alter, all over the pentagram, and all over the candles putting several of them out.  It was one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever had, and he felt totally spent when it was over.  

Walking through the circle of salt to get some paper towels to clean up, Ian just laughed at all he had done.  He was covered with cum, honey, and it would take days to simply vacuum up all of the salt.

All of that mess had been worth it for such an incredible orgasm.  It had been days since he had ejaculated, and obviously, he needed to after that massive load.  

Gathering the roll of paper towels from the kitchen and a trash bag, Ian began clearing the mess up.  After cleaning the honey and cum from his chest, he then proceeded to clean up his sitting room.  He put all of the candles, the copper pot, and the chalice that held the honey into the rubbish bag since none of it was worth keeping.

Once that was deposited next to the bins in the kitchen, he vacuumed up all of the salt, which was actually easier then he thought it was going to be.  He tossed all of the salt into the rubbish and moved the sofa back into position.  No one ever would know that a demonic ritual had ever taken place there.

He threw himself down into the couch in exhaustion, the furniture creaking under his weight, and closed his eyes.  Damn that was fun... even if it had cost several hundred of pounds.  If anything, it would be a funny story to write about on his blog.

Suddenly famished, he flung himself off the sofa with the decision to grab some crisps from the kitchen.  He was on his way out of the sitting room when he slammed his head on the door jam.  Stopping to take stock of what had happened... he suddenly realized that he had actually hit his head on the door jam!!!

Ian’s heart started beating faster as he comprehended that indeed he was now slightly taller then the door jam and getting taller by the second!  How could he not have noticed this??!!  

No!  There was no way that he could be getting taller!!!  It wasn’t possible.  He has to have fallen asleep when he sat down on the couch.  A demon couldn’t actually... didn’t actually…

He ran to the persimmon and with the silver knife cut it open.  Inside it was empty.  Not one seed… not one drop of juice.  Nothing!!!!  The demon had eaten the entire thing...  No!!  That wasn’t possible!!  He had to be asleep.  He couldn’t be getting taller!!

He paced around the room but each second it seemed to get smaller and smaller as he shot further up.  Trying to remember what he asked for, Ian played back the evening in his head.  He had asked to be 6’4... but he was already taller then that.  No... he had elaborated by saying everyone had to look up when he entered a room... that he... his stomach fell.. was several stories tall...

Several stories tall!  Several stories tall!!!!  He had asked to be several stories tall and he was actually growing taller.  This shouldn’t be possible!  This only happened in... Fuck... I went further... I did!!  I said my shadow covered London!!  I said I was...

Whether it was the reality of getting talker or the thought of how tall he was to become... Ian’s cock started to get hard.  It looked so tiny next to his newly enormous hands, but when it was fully hard, it pulsed with a life of its own.  Each second it pulsed in time with his heartbeat, and each second more and more blood was forced into it.  The sensation was over whelming.  

New thick veins began to form and erupt all over Ian’s cock in order to supply more and more blood.  Ian winced a little as his cock kept getting harder and harder... like it was in one of those vacuum pumps he had tried.  This time though, he wasn’t just getting hard, he was getting thicker... much thicker.

My cock is as thick as a beer can already... and so fucking veiny!  Ian cried out as his cock got thicker still.  He wrapped his hand around it and discovered even that couldn’t fully go around it.  With more blood pumped in, his fingers pried apart further... and then further still.

Feeling like he was receiving punch after punch to the groin, Ian kneeled on the floor.  Like his cock, his balls had begun to swell.  Within minutes, they were both the size of peaches and fighting for room in his tight sack.  His tender balls were hot to the touch... practically burning as they proceeded to gain more mass.  He could even hear and feel them churning, becoming supersized sperm factories.

Ian was sweating as his world kept changing around him.  He laughed a little when he thought of the situation he had gotten himself into... and got butterflies in his stomach when he thought about what he might become.  He had demanded the demon turn him into a lumbering muscle monster!  Surly the demon knew he was just horny as hell and role playing!  Demons had to be reasonable... right??

His cock was so thick now that his growing hands only went halfway around it.  It had started getting longer too, and had to be nearly 10” long.  The head of his cock had never been much thicker then the shaft, but Ian could now see that it had started growing with the rest of his cock, and was now a huge mushroom sitting on top of his cock.  Ian spread out is hand on it, and discovered the head was wider then his palm, and had to be at least 5” long.  Fuck!!  His head was bigger then some guys cocks!!!

Wave after wave of testosterone was entering Ian’s system, and he found that his pubes were getting much longer and fuller.  Doing his best to look at the rest of his body, he could see and feel hair shooting out of every pore.  If he stayed very still, he could hear his body growing, his cock expanding, and hair sprouting everywhere.

He itched his face and felt the starting of a thick beard growing in.  He tried standing up to look in the bathroom mirror, but he was taller then the ceiling now.  Kneeling quickly down again, he tried to crawl through the door, but his shoulders had begun to widen immensely, to pack on muscle, he guessed, and he simply couldn’t get through the door.  I’m a prisoner of my own sitting room, he thought as he sat on the floor.

Looking down, his chest was now completely covered in a thick pelt of brown hair.  Running his fingers through it, it just felt so good... so masculine.  He moved his hands to his face and felt the tremendous growth of beard that had occurred in the past few minutes.  It felt long, curly, and dense.  Sticking his finger into the beard, he could hardly feel skin beneath!!  It was like there were 10 hairs growing out of each pore!!

Hair was now coating his arms and legs, the back of his hands, and the tops of his feet.  Lifting his arm, he saw long black hair had taken up resident in his pit, coming in as thick as the rest of the hair on his body.  Within not time at all, Ian was as hairy as he had wished to be… and still… like everything else on his body, proceeded to flourish.

The more the super strong testosterone flowed into his body, the more Ian was welcoming the changes that were occurring.  His cock had to be at least 15” long and so thick.  It was becoming a pure column of masculinity!  His huge balls had stretched his sack further and further and just kept getting larger.  Even his own body was on an unstoppable course growing taller and taller, his cock increasing longer and thicker, and everywhere possible, hairier.  Ian knew deep down the demon had heard everything he had said, and by sunrise tomorrow he would be the creature he had envisioned as he came: taller the anything on earth, oozing testosterone from every pore, muscles erupting over his entire body, and a cock that was a force all its own.

As if his acknowledgement further welcomed the changes, the testosterone of 29,000 warriors began to be released into his body and his muscles began to grow.  His shoulders, which had already grown wider for this purpose, simply erupted in mass.  Ian cried out in ecstasy as he felt this first surge of muscle.  

As each muscle in his shoulders proceeded to gain serious bulk, his deltoids were becoming rounder and more defined, adding more and more size to his already wide shoulders.  His neck joined in with his delts, quickly becoming an enormous pillar of muscle.  From his shoulders to his neck, traps began to emerge, thicken, and gain more girth.

His already hard and growing cock was leaking a copious amount of precum as Ian fell into a trance of constant muscle growth.  

Pecs burst out of his hairy chest, becoming firm and round, inching out further and further until the sheer weight of these brand-new pecs began to force his nipples to point down.  Fuck!!!  Even his nipples were growing so huge… so firm.  Just owning pecs like this was the most incredible feeling; he couldn’t imagine what an entire body of muscle felt like!!  With one hand doing its best to stroke his massive cock, the other enjoyed feeling the sheer size and feel of such muscle and hair.

Moving down, bricks of abs began to explode out of his lower torso.  As each one burst out, Ian simply whimpered, not even able to vocalize what he was feeling.  All he could do was drool and try and feel each blossoming muscle with his hands.  His giant cock was shooting precum now like a geyser, hitting the wall with a slap.   Each abdominal muscle fought for space, getting more dense by the minute.  The crevices in between becoming deeper and deeper, that Ian could nearly stick half of his immense fingers in them.  His Adonis belt enhanced as his waist tried its best to gain more size while remaining as tight as possible.

What is happening to me, Ian thought as he urged on more and more growth.  Even his pelvic floor muscles grew larger and thicker to support the 18” of cock he was now sporting.  As more and more testosterone took over his system, Ian craved more and more growth.  A beast was being released, and it never would be satisfied.

Ian flexed and bounced his pecs, loving his new ability to do this.  As he looked around the room, he quickly realized his body was taking over most of the space.  How tall am I now, he wondered.  Have I passed 12 feet in height??  What will it feel like to be hundreds of stories tall, his legs dwarfing buildings, and his head hidden in the clouds?  I’m scared shitless right now, but it’s the best scary feeling I’ve ever felt.  I can’t stop it… I don’t know if I want to stop it if I could!  How will I live when I’m that big?  Fuck!!  Who cares!!!  I’ll be a living mountain!!!  No!  Don’t think that way!!  This has to stop soon!!  He knew the demon must have enjoyed granting this wish, a blessing and a curse all wrapped in one.

More veins erupted onto the surface of his cock to better supply more blood to the growing appendage.  His cock didn’t look real anymore.  It looked like one of those morphs you once saw on Tumblr.  It was now becoming so thick that his pelvis was becoming larger just to accommodate its size.  Ian tried to think what its thickness reminded him off, but he cane up short.  It must be as thick as three wine bottles stuck together was the best he could come up with.  His balls also forced his legs wider.  They were so immense now that the sack sat comfortably on the floor filled with two watermelon sized testicles sending out wave after wave of insane growth.

Ian screamed out as his upper arms blasted with sudden mass as his biceps and triceps quadrupled in size.  His arms were already so long that the muscles had plenty of room to multiply into colossal mounds.  Flexing his arms felt totally comfortable to the testosterone fuelled Ian.  Each time he did it, the peak was higher and higher, thicker and denser.  If only there were people here to witness his reality defying size.

Trying to make more room for his increasing body, Ian swung his lower arm to push the sofa to the side, but instead succeeded in fully demolishing it with little more then a tap.  Ian simply laughed when he saw this happen.  I’m so fucking strong now!!!  So strong!!!!  He picked up a piece of the couch and squeezed it, watching it disintegrate between his fingers.

Destroying the sofa gave Ian a little more space, but his entire body was beginning to take up the entire large room.  He was already sitting in the floor, his back resting against one wall, his head inching up to the ceiling, his legs folded on the floor, and his feet taking up nearly half the opposite wall.  

As his upper arms bulked up in size, his firearms followed, becoming as thick as his leg, then surpassing that.  His hands, nearly four feet long, also became stronger and more rugged as they morphed into the hands of a true weight lifter.  Each digit swelled into fat sausage-like fingers, and the palms of his hands were hardened with the toughest calluses.  He opened and closed his hands and fell in love with this appearance of pure dominance… pure masculinity.  

His hard cock surged up longer and hit the opposite wall, putting a indentation into it.  Ian laughed as he flexed it, watching as it put further holes in the wall.  I have a fucking wrecking ball for a cock!!!

As Ian flexed his arms over and over again, enjoying the bloated feel of his muscles, his lats began to spread out wider and wider.  How many inches around was his chest??  Had he hit the 150 inches mark??  He had surpassed that in seconds as his lats grew more and more freaky, forcing his own arms to bow out.  His rib cage also had to have grown in the process since his chest was so insanely huge.  Looking down at his torso the best he could, his lower half, though tapering in significantly, had to be at least 90” around.  These were all guesses.  Ian had no clue how huge he was... all that he knew was that his head was inching closer to the ceiling and soon he’d have no other option then to demolish the house around him.

It sounded like a bomb went off the moment his quads began to grow.  Quickly they began to take up more and more space, forcing his legs to straighten out more.  Barely able to see his quads due to his pecs and position on the wall, he felt them with his hands and realized they had to be as big as redwood trees and still growing.  Painfully, He could feel his pelvis shifting, altering, and adjusting itself to enable his quads more room to grow.  He was sure that with these quads he would definitely find it difficult to walk unless it was in a bow legged fashion, or the traditional waddle of the bodybuilder.  He was able to see his left calf grow until it was the size of his original quad, and then burst even larger.  Like his hands before them, his feet got fatter and wider as muscle mass packed into them.  Ian has never thought of feet as sexy before, but that wasn’t until he saw how beautifully muscular his hairy feet were becoming.

With a thud, Ian’s huge head hit the ceiling.  He tried to crouch down more, but only succeeded in knocking the wall down behind him.  He fell backward into the rubble, and realized that at least lying down in the hallway gave him a few more feet of room to grow.  

This is a nightmare, he thought, as heard his entire body getting larger and larger.  Fuck, it’s a dream!!  I’m so fucking enormous!  This house is like my cocoon and I’m going to burst out of it soon.  Wait till you see me, world!!  He felt his cock swell more and take down part of the ceiling with it.  Laughing, Ian knocked down part of the wall that separated the hallway and the kitchen.  I’m a one man wrecking team!!!

Hundreds of pounds of muscle were being deposited on Ian’s body each minute, as he grew bigger and bigger.  Very soon he had out grown the extra few feet in the hallway and was going to have no other option then to push his way out of his ever decreasing prison.  His cock had already started the fight with the walls and the ceiling, and would no doubt serve as an excellent battering-ram!!  

Shifting his ever growing legs, he planned to simply push the back wall out and go from there.  Once his legs were straight, he could sit up, taking the entire house down with him.  Then the world could finally witness its new resident... its living monument to masculinity!!

He was just about to set his plan in motion when all growth ceased, and a voice filled the entire house.

• - Ian Winter’s... working with magics beyond your realm of understanding can be a dangerous affair.  You called me, made your request known, and to teach you a lesson, I have begun to grant your desires.  But never let one say that I’m not merciful.  I give you a choice:  I can grant you what you wanted originally... the perfect human form of masculinity... or you can continue on your journey here...  What will it be?

Ian lay there in silence, his entire house ready to fall down around him.  The demon was willing to give him a normal life with the body he had originally wanted... or he could forget normal and embrace what he was becoming.

He shifted his body slightly, sensing the weight and feel of every muscle on his body.  His titanic cock was leaning against the opposite wall... it was incredible but he would never fuck again.  His body was so hairy, the smell emitting from it so intoxicating... but was this what he really wanted... or had it been a silly horny fantasy?  No one really wanted what he was being given... or did they?  To live a life beyond massive... to tower above the world... to be a beast of pure sex and pure muscle...

• - What will it be, Ian Winters?  Remember you have only been given less then a quarter of what you asked for.

Ian opened his mouth... was he really going to do it?  Was he really going to throw away his life for muscle… masculinity?  YES!!!!!!!  Terrified and excited at the same time to say the words, his leaking cock told the demon his answer.

• - Do it!!!!  Let’s continue this journey!!!!!!
• - So be it!!!

It felt like twenty nuclear reactors exploded in Ian’s body as his growth went into full throttle.

• - Just as you requested... So tall that your shadow covers London.

Ian finally felt free as he erupted from his house.  Not having to worry about that anymore, he just reveled in the orgasmic feeling of growth.  Taller and taller he got, taking up more and more room!!  Soon his own foot was as big as a small car, then a medium sized one... then a Hummer.  The whole world was getting smaller and smaller and he loved it.  He was talker then the tallest tree!!  He was several stories high... he constantly took up more and more space and the feeling was indescribable!!!  He shifted his stance, and he took down several houses around him.  For a second he felt sorry… but what could he do?   With a body like this, there was bound to be destruction!!!  Ian could hear screaming coming from below him and he just grinned… no longer caring.

• - My cock defies description... long, thick, thousands of highways of veins... so freakish it would be disgusting... and so large you couldn’t even fuck a blue whale

Were those really his words the demon was throwing back at him??  As he grew taller, his cock proceeded to have a growth spurt of its own.  It was now so thick that it rivalled his waist!!  Precum flowed like a river as it continually got longer and thicker.  Ian felt like he was constantly being edged and this feeling only intensified with each passing second.  Hanging past his knees, more and veins appeared in and around his cock.  The skin was so thin that it actually had a bluish hue as thousands of more veins pushed out and pulsated on the surface forcing it to grow even larger.  The head... fuck... a human could easily walk into his piss slit it was so huge!!  Stretching his arm out as best he could, Ian took his middle finger and began to stick it into his piss slit.  FUCKK!!!!!  That felt amazing!!!  He stuck it in further and began to move it in and out.  I’m fucking fingering my own cock and it is the best feeling ever!!!!!

• - My balls are the size of cars and I have the testosterone of 150,000 cavemen!

Ian roared like the beast he was becoming as his balls emitted the largest wave of caveman testosterone into his system.  As his balls enhanced, so enormous and dense, they pulled his sack down virtually to his knee, other changes were beginning to occur.  The hair on his head began to get longer, pushing down past his shoulders.  His beard developed impossibly thicker, bushier, and longer.  His whole body was now covered in the thickest black hair, but it was his chest, cock, and armpits where it was its most dense.  A musty smell was emitted from Ian’s body and carried on the air.

• - Look at me!!!!  I am so fucking masculine!!!!

His voice was now so loud it could be heard 20 miles away, and it was constantly getting deeper and deeper till it sounded exactly like the thunder rumbling as requested of the demon.  

I can’t believe this is me... he kept thinking!!  I am becoming so beautiful, so impossible!!!  Fuck!!!  I can’t stop growing!!!

• - I’m so masculine I’m de-evolving.

His own words spoken by the demon hit Ian like a ton of bricks.  As soon as he heard them, his entire face began to change.  His brow ridge became more pronounced, his eyebrows bushier, his eyes deeper set, and his lips thicker.  His PhD studies were thrown out the window, as all he could do was think about his body, his cock, his muscles, cumming, and food.  Ian was pure instinct now.

• - I’m as hairy as can be, covered in tattoos and piercings.  

Ian roared and roared again as he became even hairier.  His nipples suddenly had two immense silver barbells in them, his cock head had the largest Prince Albert anyone had ever seen... and both arms, chest, and abs were covered in tribal tattoos.  These were virtually impossible to see due to his chest hair... but they did exist.

• - I’m a fucking muscle mutant, millions of tons of muscles.

The words echoed in Ian’s ears and he welcomed them.  Yes!!  Fill me up with size!!  My arms are like skyscrapers, my legs like mountains, fuck... my chest is too big to even think about measuring!!!  I’m so heavy, so bloated with muscle, so ripped, every muscle pulsates on its own like it’s alive... and I keep gaining more and more mass!!!  This can’t be real... but it is!!!  Fuck, My lats are such massive wings they block the air flow around me!!!!  

• - I just keep growing!!!  I can’t stop!!   I won’t stop!!!  I’m the worlds nightmare!!!  My head is punching through the clouds.  I feel so alive!!!  I can barely see the world below me!!  All I see is an army of ants!!  Look at my cock.  Even with two hands I can hardly jerk it off... but I’m so horny!!!  I need to cum so bad.  What have I done??!!  I’ve gotten my greatest wish fulfilled and I love it!!  Nothing is mightier then me!!  Nothing is more powerful then me!!!  I am masculinity!!!  From now on, when those human describe masculinity they will point up to the sky at me!!!  At me!!!!!!

With a roar that broke ever window for one hundred miles, Ian proceeded to ejaculate, showering the worshipers below.  

 

 

 

 

[goremeridian]

This was a great read! I love the fact that Ian had the opportunity to curb the extreme nature of his wish...but chose instead to embrace freakish, macro mass!! Fun and hot writing at the same time! Nice one, Ncgazza!

[BigBen]

Great story! Simple idea and brilliantly written

[MrAlice]

Oh man, I started this a couple weeks back, but then I forgot about it until now! Great shit, dude!!

[Kymuscleboy]

So very awesome! I love the fact that he decided to keep going when he had the chance to go back to a regular size. Who wouldn't want to dominate the earth if given the chance???