2k follower celebration post!!
A continuation of the concept of Superfood, though not a direct sequel to the original. You can find the original here. Sorry about the delay! Time got away from me yesterday. Hope y’all enjoy!
Cory and Nate (center and left, respectively) were getting ready for the party that afternoon. Their friend/roommate Benji (right) was turning 22 that day and they only had a few more hours until he was back from his shift at work. It was the summer right after each of them had graduated from college, and this was for all intents and purposes their “last gathering” before they all went their own ways for work life. Nate had a big thing about what he called ‘double digit-double digit’ birthdays—like 11, 22, 33, and so on, so he wanted to satiate his superstition by making sure his friend heralded in this birthday properly. He thought that there was something special about such birthdays, something transformative and a transition from one stage of life to the next.
Who knew how right he was?
Cory was busy cleaning up the apartment, getting it ready for that evening when their small but close group of friends came over. He was surprised at the amount of dust and dirt 3 guys could track into a house, but also kept in mind that it had been a good 3 months since they had last cleaned. In college houses like this, particularly male-only college houses, one learned to live a productive, comfortable life among so much filth and debris. You only had to clean during times like the present when you were planning to host a party. He had finished hand washing and drying the mountain of filthy dishes and emptied out the vacuum bag—stuffed to the brim with dust, hair, and dirt particles—when Nate came back home.
Nate was struggling through the door, red faced and sweaty, his breath sucking in and pushing away his face mask in rapid procession, his relatively weak frame overpowered by the weight of the groceries he was carrying. It was much too heavy of a load to carry in one trip, but like any guy his age Nate would be damned if he was going to spend more than one trip bringing the groceries in from the car. He set down the multitude of plastic bags on the kitchen floor with a heavy huff and put his hands on his back with pain, his red face dripping sweat. There had to have been 20-25 bags in total.
“I hate that grocery store. It’s hot as shit outside but they don’t turn the A/C on, no one wears a fucking mask, and the staff is so damn rude!”
“You did well, bro, welcome home from the war.”
Cory chuckled as Nate threw him a finger and continued to catch his breath and collect himself. He looked over at the bags to see what Nate had bought for the party: several bags full of chips, jars of salsa and guac, plastic bins full of supermarket fruit, carbonated beverages, numerous narrow paper bags with what Cory knew had to be bottles of booze, solo cups, paper plates, and a bag full of boxed cake and icing ingredients. Nate was tasked with preparing a cake for Benji since he had the most emotional/superstitious attachment to birthdays like this, but Cory was still glad to see that he had followed through on his promise to make an actual cake, boxed recipe or not. One other thing caught his eye.
“Mm?” Nate asked as he was sipping a cup of water.
Cory just nodded his head towards one of the plastic bags. It looked like Nate had just picked several sprigs of something off a tree or a bush on his way home and stuffed them into a bag, their leafy ends billowing out of the top of one of the plastic bags. Between the leaves were small, bright red berries, about the size of acorns.
“Oh,” Nate replied, swallowing the water in his mouth, “Some old biddie outside of the grocery store was handing them out. Well, not ‘handling them out,’ per se, but she gave them to me.”
“So you just accepted car trunk fruit from an old lady at the grocery store?”
“No, it’s not like that! She was struggling with putting her shit in her car so I offered to help her and she said that she had to repay me. I thought I’d get a $20 out of it, but she gave me those. Said they were some kind of superfood.”
“Yeah, I guess like açaí. They have a sweet enough smell to them. Her car smelled naturally sweet, like cherries or strawberries or something, and even though it’s 1000 fucking degrees outside, they remained pretty cold in her trunk, so…”
“Huh,” Cory remarked simply.
“I figured I could include them in the cake, maybe? A little more flavor for our boy?”
“Your call, man! You’re completely in charge of that.”
“Then it’s settled! Hope you like old lady fruit cake.”
“Alright then, Gordon Ramsey, get to it. We only have a little bit longer until the man of the hour shows back up.”
Nate swallowed the last of his water and nodded with his mouth closed and waving his hand in the air to silence Cory, placing his used glass in the empty sink. This prompted a glare from Cory as he picked the glass back up, gave it a quick drying, and placed it back in the cabinets. Nate scooped up the two bags, the one with the cake ingredients and the one with the berries, and placed them on the counter to get to work, while Cory went back to his room to take a shower after all of his work.
The cake prep didn’t take too long, boxed cake recipes are easy enough to follow, and he went to work plucking the berries and placing them in a bowl. The amount he was giving filled up a mixing bowl pretty quickly, and he went to work crushing them with a potato masher so they could incorporate into the mixture well. As he mashed the berries, they sloshed together in a bright red pulp, giving off a color and smell similar to maraschino cherries. He scooped out about ¾ of the crushed berries into the cake mixture and mixed it all together, giving the cake batter a deep, pink color with chunks of berries swimming throughout. He distributed it into 3 round tins, making sure to get every drop of batter out of the bowl, and placed them in the oven to cook.
As the cake cooked, Nate went to work on making the icing. He dumped the icing out of its plastic tub and into the same mixing bowl as the remaining berries, lots of sugar, plus a good amount of whipping cream. He mixed the icing, cream, and berries together until they were completely incorporated, creating a soft, sweet, shiny, pink icing with tiny bits of berry flakes suspended in the mixture.
Cory came in from his bedroom, fresh from a shower and wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, and looked into the kitchen. Nate glanced once at his friend, quickly looking away to keep the secret that he was madly crushing on his friend for a while now. Cory was hopelessly straight although still an ally, but Nate was certain that Cory would wander around the house barely dressed simply to torture him. He had only a modest musculature, but Nate was sure it was his confidence and friendliness that he was attracted too. Not letting himself get too distracted, he went back to work mixing a huge pink bowl of icing while the three tins full of pink cake baked in the oven. Cory took a look at both of the things Nate had made and sucked through his teeth.
“Hope Benji likes pink,” Cory remarked simply but teasingly.
“There are no boy colors or girl colors, only colors,” Nate reprimanded monotonically, repeating something he finds himself repeating often to his hetero roommate.
Cory grinned at the familiar comment and mimed the words along with him, then walked into the living room to boot up his PS4. He plopped down on the couch in his towel and started playing some Assassin’s Creed while Nate continued working on finishing his task. Some time after taking the cakes out of the oven to letting them cool and watching Cory stealthily take out some bad guys, Nate went to work on layering the cake. He put one of the small round cakes on the serving plate and spread some of the pink icing on top of it. Then he repeated the process with the middle row. With the final layer on top, Nate proceeded to cover the entire tower of cake with the icing, from top to bottom. Now complete, Nate admired his work and placed a wax “22” candle on top of the cake and grinned. Not a bad job at all! Nate placed the cake on top of the refrigerator to let it set & cool undisturbed and decided to let Cory handle cleanup. That was his agreed upon job, anyways. Finally finished with his work for the day, Nate climbed the stairs to his room and started his shower, putting on his favorite playlist to enjoy while he cleaned himself in preparation for the party.
Cory remained on the couch, playing his game, surrounded by the aroma of the cake. It smelled good. It smelled damn good. His stomach couldn’t help but growl; he had eaten nothing that day, assuming he would be eating plenty by the night time, but the hunger pangs were getting too much for him to handle. He looked up at the cake on top of the refrigerator. No… No, Nate would kill him if he snuck a taste before Benji got the chance. However…
His eye caught the mixing bowl Nate used for the icing. It was still pretty full of icing, it turned out that Nate didn’t need nearly as much as he made. It wasn’t the cake itself, but it should suffice. He just wanted a taste…
He heard the shower turn on and Nate’s speakers blasting out his playlist and figured now was as good of a time as any to sneak a taste. Cory paused his game and got up from the couch, tightening his towel around his waist so it wouldn’t fall down, and walked over to the counter. He leaned over to sniff the bowl, inhaling its sweet, fruity, sugary aroma, and scooped three fingers inside in a makeshift spoon to sample the flavor. He had taken about half of the mixture in his fingers when he dipped, and though he knew that was greedy, he also knew he was about to clean all the bowls anyways and what Nate doesn’t know won’t hurt him. He brought his finger to his mouth and began sucking and licking his finger clean.
“MMmmmm,” Cory groaned as he savored the flavors of the icing. He was lifting his hand up to scoop the other half of the leftover icing into his fingers when his stomach seized. It felt like something was churning and tossing around in his guts, like he was about to either projectile vomit or explosively shit himself. He put his hands down on his knees and prepared to let whatever was about to happen, happen. Jesus, was Nate trying to poison Benji?! Cory was so caught off guard by the sudden pain that he didn’t notice when his knees, back, and elbows began to wobble, seemingly on their own accord. He couldn’t notice it too much from his hunched position, but Cory’s legs, back, and arms were beginning to twist and stretch longer. The pain began to dissipate but was replaced by a numb, tingling feeling all over.
Cory began to stand up slowly, no longer feeling like he was about to spill his guts, but definitely feeling like something was coming. As he stood, he could immediately tell the stark difference in height. He had once stood 6’1”, a decent, slightly-above average height, but now he was approaching 6’9”, his body maintaining the same proportions as it grew bigger. His breath caught in his throat, stunned by the new height, unsure of what happened or whether he was dreaming.
Suddenly he heard the sound of cloth falling and felt the chilling sensation of air on his butt and lower body. Looking down, he noticed that his towel had given up its grip around his waist and dropped to the floor. As he looked down at himself, his eyes much further away from the floor than seconds ago, he felt a strong tugging sensation on his dick. He looked down quizzically at his member, and it seemed to look as though his dick was being pulled by an invisible hand and his balls were involuntarily contracting and releasing over and over again, growing bigger and heavier.
“Fuck, man, what the he—..” his voice caught in his throat as he felt the most intense wave of pleasure sweep over him in his life. His body involuntarily lurched forward, forcing him against the kitchen counter. From his new height, lurching against the counter caused his cock and balls to land in the mixing bowl with the leftover icing. Hopefully Nate wouldn’t need the rest of that. He looked down and groaned, seeing his thick dick and big balls covered in the pink icing, while his cock continued to appear as though something was tugging at it, only this time it seemed to get thicker and longer with every tug and release.
He began to rhythmically moan and groan as his body began pulsing outward harder and harder from inside. It wasn’t like he was gaining insane new definition; he was growing, for sure, but it felt more like he was becoming more and more dense. New hair was sprouting all over his face and body, making him appear slightly older and more distinguished, his moans and groans grew deeper and deeper, and he began to lose all sense of shame or panic as his mind was overtaken by lust and pride.
He wanted to explore this new body, but by the way his stomach churned over and groaned, it was clear that whatever was happening to him was far from over. His hands took a iron grip onto the kitchen counter as his body tensed up completely, growing unbearably tight and boiling hot to the touch. His breathing tightened to a tense wheeze. Sweat poured down his body in thick rivers as his teeth clenched and his eyes bulged. When he felt like he was at a breaking point, that’s when it happened.
His body pulsed larger, only this time, he truly grew larger. It was like a full body flex, but the muscles stayed flexed instead of reducing down with each pulse. He used what little movement he still retained to move his head, looking down at his arms as they pulsed and bulged, pulsed and bulged, pulsed and bulged, each consecutive pulse making his arms appear like twisting, swelling pythons. He forced out a pained, wheezing laugh as he watched his pecs lift higher and higher, pumping up and rounding out as they protruded from his chest, his nipples immediately jutting out further and hardening sharply like two two pop-up turkey timers. Looking down past his pecs (now a slightly difficult task), he could see his pre-shiny, enflamed, icing-coated cock begin to sputter and belch huge amounts of thick, creamy jizz into the bowl, mixing around with the pink icing. It didn’t look like his usual thicker, stickier, more viscous loads, but rather more like a thick, creamy, milky consistency. Stranger still — it had a bright pink hue to it.
He continued to unload into the bowl while his body continued its transformation. He grunted and moaned loudly as his legs were forced wider apart, making room for his genuinely tree trunk-sized thighs that rose to the surface and hardened, nearly crushing his new orange-sized balls between their bulging mass. It felt like really aggressive hands were squeezing and playing with his ass cheeks as he looked behind him and saw that it too was extending further out from his body than he’d ever imagined possible, hardening and rounding perfectly against his body, looking surprisingly inviting even from Cory’s angle. Hell, he’d fuck his own ass right now if it were possible. He continued flexing and growing all over, giving ecstasic vocalizations the entire time, squeezing and worshiping himself all over. It started to subside somewhat, but he was absolutely floored by the end result.
He’d become larger than he ever though possible. He hadn’t even seen dudes in the gym who came close to his size, and he loved it. He could go out and be the target of lust for every woman and man.
… and man? Cory always considered himself to be straight as an arrow, but the thought of sharing his new, immense power in bed with another man turned him on. He felt his cock unleash more of his pink jizz into the bowl and he giggled at the sensation, feeling as though it was unending.
“Cory? You good?” Nate was descending the stairs.
‘Oh fuck, oh shit!’ he thought to himself in a panic, looking around for he best way to cover himself, but with no luck.
“It sounded like you were being attacked down here or some—..”
Nate stopped at the bottom of the stairs, wrapped in a towel, his hair still wet from the shower, and his mind blown. His friend, whom he had secretly lusted over for some time, was now easily 150 lbs heavier than he was moments ago, standing nude in the kitchen with his dick in a bowl full of some pink stuff for some reason.
“C—… Cory?!” Nate asked with shock.
Cory just shrugged his giant shoulders with an awkward smile, now taller than Nate for the first time, still holding the nearly full bowl between his legs with his extra-large cock and balls swimming inside.
“How did you—… What—… Dude you’re fucking ripped!”
Cory wheezed a breathless laugh, “I know, right?!” He twisted and angled his body, checking himself out for the first time the same way Nate was. He flexed his legs and his arms to see their size and upon looking back at Nate with a grin, he could see that Nate was staring at him slack-jawed, overcome by lust.
Nate didn’t exactly know why, but he… loved the effect he was having on Nate. He had always noticed Nate staring at him at certain points throughout the house, but he had opted to just not acknowledge it and not do anything to perpetuate the crush. Now, he wasn’t so sure. Now, he was incredibly turned on by the attention. Now, he wanted to give his friend a little more to really get him going. Now, he wouldn’t be so upset with his friend slobbering his filthy knob if that was something he wanted to do. Now, he was beginning to realize that he wanted that.
Cory looked over to Nate with a sexy look, which put a look of surprise across Nate’s face. Cory grinned back and began to bounce his massive pecs, knowing Nate had a weakness for that. Nate swooned and Cory saw his throbbing erection slip out between his wrapped towel.
“I see someone likes it,” Nate said saucily, looking down at Nate’s cock.
Nate looked down, “Shitshitshitshit!” he hissed, turning around and trying to conceal his boner as best as he could. “I’m sorry man, it’s just you look fucking incredible.”
Cory grinned, closing the distance between the two of them, “Thank you, man! And I know…” he wrapped a hand around Nate’s waist, making him gasp. “I think you do, too.” he whispered into Nate’s ear and pulled the towel off him, leaving him fully naked, his cock bouncing up and bobbing free from its confines.
Nate reached up and felt Cory’s impressive abs and chest now that they were standing so close to each other. Cory grinned and flexed for him, hardening everything and letting Nate feel the curvature of his body. Cory took the initiative and leaned down to plant a wet kiss on Nate, which Nate eagerly reciprocated. They sucked tongues for a while, Cory’s larger tongue snaking around Nate’s mouth while Nate tasted the sweet flavor within Cory’s mouth. Nate felt something wet and spongy stamp against his torso and so he looked down to see that Cory’s cock had swollen harder and now pressed against his own torso. He looked back up at Cory, who looked down at him with anticipation.
“With pleasure,” Nate cooed as he got down on his knees, taking the bowl from Cory’s hands and lowering it to the floor. He could see the soaked state of it, covered and dripping slowly in places by a thick, creamy, pink substance, with bits of icing stuck around it too. How he had grown to this size and why was still a mystery to Nate and the mixing bowl that used to be full of only icing that he was holding only compounded on the mystery, but lust took over all faculties of the mind and Nate was determined to give his friend’s dark, Mediterranean cock the best head he’d gotten in his life.
Nate started by licking Cory’s sack, taking some of the strange but oddly sweet and sour substance into his mouth. It tasted delicious, but it’s consistency was unlike any other food. In fact, it seemed as though Cory had just cum a liter into the bowl and that was that, but it didn’t explain the flavor. No matter, he had balls to suck. He wrapped his mouth around Cory’s swinging sack, feeling his ridiculously large nuts slipping inside his mouth, and he swirled them around with his tongue, appreciating the flavor and the huge size.
He finished sucking Cory’s balls and moved to his shaft, scratching his own chest slightly, feeling an intense heat building up inside him which he just attributed to the horniness. Cory was already gasping out several moans from having his balls serviced, but Nate was going to give him more. He began pleasuring the shaft the same way he pleasured any shaft: he opened wide and slowly fed the cock all the way into his mouth, staring up at Cory through the ridges and valleys of his musculature, until he reached the root of the shaft, then swirled his tongue around easily the biggest cock he’d ever had in his mouth, sort of impressed with himself. Years and years of blowing dudes had given him the skill set he needed for this moment.
Cory groaned and pressed his hips firmly against Nate’s face as Nate continued to take him in the back of his throat. Nate could tell by the warmth filling his mouth that Cory was beginning to drool more and more of his cum into his mouth, which he swallowed along with the excess that was already on the cock as best as he could. Nate began to feel a tightness along with the buildup of heat in his system and grew slightly concerned, but he had waited so long to give this to Cory that he wasn’t going to let anything stop him. He backed his head up from the root of the cock and brought a hand up to wrap around the shaft in front of his lips. That’s when he started picking up the pace.
Nate bobbed forward and backwards so many times in such rapid procession, pleasuring Cory’s huge cock with both his mouth and his hand, twisting and pumping the cock with his hands and swallowing the excess of cum as it poured out of Cory as best as he could. He began grunting with exertion and pleasure, slightly deeper than he remembered his own voice being, but loving the sensation of swallowing a seemingly endless flow of cum. Cory held his hands on both sides of Nate’s head, bucking his hips slightly into his friend as he skullfucked him. He’d never been blown by a dude before, but at this point he decided he wouldn’t do it any other way moving forward. Then Cory looked down and noticed something about Nate. He was broader than he remembered. Plus he swore he could see Nate’s already pretty rounded ass begin to perk up and gain more and more musculature in his glutes.
Nate disconnected from Cory’s cock but continued pumping his meat, “You taste so fucking good, dude.” Cory’s face was contorted in intense pleasure, but he noticed as his friend disconnected from his cock that Nate’s own cock seemed to be growing redder, thicker, and longer between his legs. Plus, his pec shelf was beginning to take on more shape than he’d ever seen on Nate.
Nate continued sucking with increased intensity, quickening his process and sucking with more ferocity. He simply had to drink as much cum from Cory as he could. Cory looked down, his horniness and his shock growing as he looked down to see his friend continue to swell larger and larger against his cock. He couldn’t help but want to see more from his friend and felt his flow out of his balls pick up in volume.
Nate’s eyes shot open, remembering the bowl on the floor full of Cory’s potent product. He quickly dislodged Cory’s cock from his mouth with a sucking kiss and leaned forward to grab the bowl, Cory’s cock still in his hand.
“What—What are you..?” Cory panted as he watched Nate.
Nate took the bowl to his mouth and tipped it back. Cory could hear loud, intense sounds of Nate swallowing tons and tons of liquid and saw his throat bulge with each consecutive giant mouthful he took. He tipped it further as he reached the bottom of the bowl, doing so faster than Cory felt was possible for a person to drink, and took the bowl away from his mouth with a satisfied sigh, quickly sliding it back up on the counter, where it tumbled into the kitchen sink. Nate looked up at him with a grin and a cummy, drooling mouth and Cory was shocked to see that his jaw had become more square and his head had become more angular and his face had become more handsome.
“May I have some more?” he asked deeply, his back, shoulders, neck, and pecs beginning to swell much more quickly and larger and larger muscles. The second Cory nodded yes, Nate was back against his crotch, sucking more and more jizz out of Cory. Cory couldn’t help but swoon as he watched Nate begin to pick up in speed in his growth. His body began to slide across the floor as it swelled larger and larger, his massive hands needed to prop his incredible body weight up more as he blew Cory, and his cock felt tighter than it ever had as it continued to swell larger too.
Nate dislodged with a loud, sucking *pop* from Cory’s cock and clumsily stood up from his position on the floor. Cory groaned in awe and lust as he watched his friend get onto his feet, stumble a bit, and stand towering above him.
“Fuck, bro, look at what you did to me,” Nate grumbled deeply in a voice and with a face much more dom than he’d been before. He groaned as he stretched and flexed his body, looking down at himself and overwhelmed by the decision of which body part to worship first. Cory felt up Nate in every area he could reach. Before the self-worship could begin for Nate, he had to get rid of this pressure in his cock.
“You ever been fucked by a man, Cory?” Nate asked deadpan and deeply, stroking his big cock.
“I think you know I haven’t,” Cory responded with a grin.
Nate stepped towards him, running his hands down Cory’s rippling sides, “First time for everything, right?”
“You know it, big boy,” Cory responded with a wink.
Nate smirked and turned Cory around, making him face the sink, and angled his back down so he was bending over. Cory couldn’t help but beam in a smile as he felt his friend’s feet push his out further so his legs were spread wide. Cory had never been the sub in a relationship, but now that it was happening he realized that he absolutely loved it. He prepared for the worst as he felt the massive, spongy cock head of his friend press against his asshole, but calmed down when Nate leaned in to whisper.
“This is gonna be better than anything you’ve felt in your life.”
Cory’s senses then exploded into a firework show of intense pleasure when he felt the length of Nate’s cock slide into his ass. Nate’s cock accessed a point within his guts that gave him such an earth-shattering sensation that his eyes rolled back and he couldn’t help but slide forward and back to make sure that spot was hit again. He could already feel the warmth of Cory’s seed begin to slick the walls of his guts as Nate picked up with intensity. Nate leaned his body onto Cory’s back as he continued bucking his hips into his friend, sticking his hands under his pits and squeezing Cory’s pecs and teasing his nipples. Cory never wanted to fuck or be fucked by anyone else, he’d never experienced anyone as talented or anyone as mutually beneficial as Nate, and his body seemed to be agreeing with him as he felt himself tighten up a little more, his muscles firming a little harder and a little larger.
Nate and Cory’s groaning picked up in intensity and rapidness as they both approached climax. Cory’s breath caught in his throat as he sprayed a powerful torrent of his jizz into the sink, landing loudly against the metal of the sink. He squirted and squirted and squirted, thinking he would never run out, and it eventually teetered off into a steady drool, but never really ending. All the while, Nate slammed his hips against Cory’s ass while crying out with the most intense orgasm of his life, feeling his cock unload incredible volumes into his friend’s guts. Cory could feel his guts expanding with the amount they were being filled and let out a shuddering sigh with a grin as he accepted the role of being a cum dump for his friend. He felt the huge amount slosh around in his guts as Nate dislodged and turned him around.
Nate went slack-jawed and felt up his friend’s bulging abs as they distended with the amount of jizz inside him. Cory leaned into kiss him, and felt his own body begin to tense up again. His body trembled as Nate wrapped himself around him. Cory groaned and grinded against Nate as his trembling body suddenly shot up 6 inches taller, now eye-level with Nate. Nate grinned and squeezed Cory’s arms as Cory smirked and exploded with size, his arms bulging impossibly larger, his back, neck, and shoulders broadening, his pecs growing so quickly and largely that they pushed Nate back, his abs growing deeper and longer, his cock and balls bursting huge and pendulous, now a cool 16 inches soft, and his legs swelling and tightening triple the size of a star linebacker.
The growth of his abs caused his guts to tighten and the little of Nate’s cum squirted out of his ass and down to the floor. Cory looked down a bit disappointed that he had just cleaned but a bit surprised and impressed that this was the only amount of jizz that was spilled on the floor in all the time he and Nate were fucking and sucking.
Nate reached around and ran a finger up Cory’s hole, sending a shiver up his spine, and bringing a fingerful of his own jizz that was still dribbling out to his mouth, savoring both his own flavor and the flavor of his friend-turned-new lover.
“I think before we enjoy this any more, we need to go somewhere we can really let loose.” Nate reasoned in a deep, sexy voice.
“Agreed,” Cory responded with a grin.
Nate led the way and Cory followed, making their way to the backyard. Once in the sun, they turned and looked at each other with excited, giggling grins and smashed into one another, sucking face and kissing passionately, tugging on each other’s shafts and massaging each other’s nuts. They weren’t paying attention to the direction they were going and both tripped into the above-ground pool in the backyard with deep laughter. After some time, the water of the pool took on a more opaque, pink color.
Benji arrived home a sweaty mess. Taking a run after an exhausting day of work was not the best idea at all, but the exercise helped him burn off the frustration he had leftover. No need to bring that kind of negative energy home, especially on the night of his birthday party.
The sounds of the neighborhood greeted him on his walk to the front door of his shared house. Kids screaming and playing, dogs barking, one of their nearby neighbors mowing their yard. There was one thing that he thought he heard above the din that sounded like an intense wrestling match happening somewhere behind the house. He shrugged, thinking it must’ve been one of their neighbors working out outside in one of the yards beyond their fence line. He arrived at the door, fiddled around with his keys, and stuck the proper key in the lock. Work was over, dusk was approaching, and he was thrilled for the party his friends had planned.
He opened the door and was pleased by the site of their clean shared space, something that had become an embarrassment of a rarity. Benji was surprised to not see his roommates when he entered; he was so used to coming home from the day and finding the two of them playing something or watching something and talking about god knows what. ‘Oh well, they must be getting ready for tonight,’ Benji thought to himself.
The fragrant, flowery smell of the cleaning products Cory had used on the apartment as well as the sweet aroma of something that had been baked lingered in the air and made Benji grin. It had been a shocking amount of time between now and the last time they truly cleaned the apartment or even made some kind of food from scratch, so it all gave Benji a nostalgic feeling of his childhood home. His mother always kept the house immaculate and was an expert cook, always making the house smell incredible with whatever she was concocting.
Some other smell hit Benji’s senses, something that smelled tart… and a little musky.
Walking further into the house, he noticed the cake propped on top of the refrigerator. It was very pretty, as cakes go, obviously lovingly crafted by Nate. His stomach grumbled. It had been a while since he’d eaten… In fact, the only thing he’d remembered eating that day was a handful of pretzels and an apple on his way out the door that morning. The cake looked extremely appetizing, almost unbearably so.
He stepped into the kitchen and noticed something on the floor in front of the sink. Something pink had dripped to the floor, maybe the batter or something from the cake. He was surprised that neither Cory nor Nate had noticed, given how large the spill was. He walked to the sink and took a paper towel off its roll to wet and notice that whatever it is was a part of the cake, seeing as the mixing bowl in the sink was coated with the stuff (along with marks indicating that someone had licked the bowl). He took the wetted paper towel and wiped it up, but was surprised at the consistency. It was simultaneously creamy and liquid-like, but also thick and sticky, leaving gluey webby trails when he picked it up. It certainly wasn’t the consistency of any batter he’d seen in his life, except maybe baby batter… But the pink color perished that thought from his mind. It had to have been something used in the cake. He couldn’t think of what else it could be. Like, what could be this pink, this slimy? His mind went to the ectoplasm from Ghostbusters 2 and he chuckled at himself.
After properly cleaning up the mess, he finally got a good look at the cake again. Fuck, was it inviting. His stomach grumbled loudly again. He couldn’t hear his roommates in the house, in fact it seemed like he was completely alone for the time being. He knew that if he tried the cake without consulting Nate, he would get upset, but he also understood that Nate would be okay with it if he knew how hungry Benji was.
Yeah, he was gonna have a piece. Cut a small sliver from one side and turn the cake around so Nate couldn’t see the damage immediately. Good plan. It was his cake, after all.
Benji stood on his toes and picked up the plate the cake was resting on and brought it down to the counter. Fuck, it smelled so good! Nate obviously outdid himself making it. Benji grabbed a knife from the rack next to the stove and cut a small but adequate wedge out of the side of the cake. He could see that the pink, fluffy, moist inside was flaked with tiny chunks of fruit. Nate outdid himself indeed! He’d watched enough of British baking shows to know how difficult it is to properly put fresh fruit in a baked item.
Like any man his age, he decided not to get a plate and handle the slice by hand. Why dirty silverware or plates for something small like this? He smelled the cake again, trying to pinpoint which fruit exactly was used, but couldn’t name it. Oh well, gotta taste to find out.
Benji opened his mouth wide and folded the small piece of cake into his mouth, pushing the mass of it into his mouth entirely and sucking his fingers dry of the icing.
The feeling he experienced when it hit his stomach was indescribable. It was more intense than anything he had ever eaten and the carnal lust to consume more rivaled any vice or drug Benji had ever taken. A sweeping, hot, overwhelming feeling overtook him, and his mind experienced a dizzying wave of ecstasy, removing all other thought and care for anything except Nate’s creation. He couldn’t tell at the moment, due to his intoxicating draw towards the cake, but for some reason he was sporting maybe the most intense, throbbing erection he’d ever experienced in his life. He looked back down at the cake, his mouth watering—like, actually watering—as drool ran down his chin and sweat poured down his cheek, chest, and back. Nate was gonna be pissed, but who the hell cared.
He had to get more of that fucking cake.
“So good,” he moaned as he threw himself down to the counter, leaning over closely to the cake and shoveling full fingers of its contents into his mouth, making his hands and around mouth filthy with the pink icing. He chewed and swallowed as quickly as he could with each consecutive bite before shoveling the next mouthful in. The excess of cake traveled down his esophagus and into his stomach, which churned and shifted violently, rapidly digesting the food in preparation for what was to come.
“Fuuuuuuck,” Benji continued to groan as he stuffed himself full, his eyes rolling back. He didn’t realize it in his carnal stupor, but his body began pulsating rhythmically, fluidly, and goddamn intensely with each passing second. His entire body began to tremble as it pulsated, as if gearing up for something to come.
“UUU-UUuuuhhhh,” he grunted, packing more cake into his mouth, still ignorant of the changes happening to him, as his arms and legs packed on an impossibly huge amount of weight, bursting in size from average, casual gym-goer to swim team captain to underwear model to seasoned weightlifting champion in a matter of seconds. His twisting, bulging arms twitched and flexed as he continued to absorb more of the cake into his gullet. His thighs bursted so obscenely huge and wide that he was forced to stand with his legs spread apart so as to not crush his balls. He unclenched his ass as it bulged and jumped out from his body, rounding perfectly and prompting his gym shorts to explode off his body in shreds, leaving him in only his tightening briefs.
“MMMMmmmmppphhh, fuck yeah, so fucking good,” Benji grunted in a voice far deeper than his own, shoveling more of the cake into his mouth. His skin was now beginning to audibly stretch as his body continued to swell at an impossible rate. He only mildly registered that he didn’t have as much ability to move his head around as his shoulders and neck stacked on more and more mass, while his pecs thudded against his tank top and blocked out much of his lower peripheral vision. They bounced larger and larger and larger against his chest, and their size was accentuated due to Benji’s massive arms squeezing them together as he reached forward for more and more cake, giving him mouthwatering muscular cleavage.
His gut began to distend, not due to the copious amounts of cake he was forcing into his mouth, but rather because of the hard 8 pack that formed against the surface of his skin. Would he had any attention devoted to anything other than eating, he would’ve been thrilled to see it, since his abs was a muscle group he always had trouble growing. He continued swallowing as he could and as quickly as he could, scarfing down every last bit of the cake he could manage.
He stopped only for a moment, and against his will. In his cessation, he realized—after about a minute of nonstop eating—that he couldn’t move at all. Not that he was paralyzed in any sense, but that he had gained so much mass in such a little amount of time that he had become immobile. He struggled to even move his arms towards the cake plate. Soon, he began to feel the crushing sensation of his monstrous musculature weighing down on him, making him feel stiff, powerless, and slightly embarrassed. At the moment he began to panic, another sensation set in.
“OOOOOooooohhh,” Benji moaned loudly as he felt a tugging sensation, one that began at his neck and started working its way slowly downwards. He could hear his bones cracking and his body reforming from within as he began to feel more movement in his head. His neck was stretching up and out of the mound of mass he had become. “Fuuuuuuucking hell, ooooohhh,” he continued moaning as his chest and torso begin to stretch, along with his arms and lower back. His body was accommodating for the huge mass he had gained with a size proportional to its growth. “Mmmmrrrpphhh oooooohhhh FUCK YEAH!!” He screamed/moaned up to the ceiling as he felt his hips and legs begin to stretch longer, accommodating for his larger size and giving his new ass and thighs a lot more room to show off. His tank top had risen so far up his torso to make room for his growing mass that it looked more like a sports bra—hell, even smaller than that. It couldn’t be pulled down any further, and the elastic of the briefs began to dig into his skin with how tight it had become. He could hear threads popping and seams tearing slowly, but not enough to relieve him of his clothes tightness.
He finally got a good look at himself in the break from his growth. He had seen some pretty jacked guys at the gym and on athletic fields throughout his life, but not a single fucking one held a candle to him now. He was muscular godhood personified, and he wanted nothing more than to be worshiped.
As if on queue, the threads in his briefs let out a prolonged ripping sound into the silent kitchen. He looked down to see his torn underwear fall to the floor, and his enormous cock and balls flop out from their tight position between his legs, bouncing and bobbing with the weight of their gravity. He reached down to start pumping his enhanced meat, but he quickly noticed the reason his underwear had torn now instead of sooner.
His balls, swooping and dangling heavily between his powerful thighs, were swelling steadily larger inside their sack. He held his sack in his large hand, now barely fitting inside his palm, and could feel a churning sensation, both from the sensation in his hand and in his crotch, as his balls continued to swell. Suddenly his cock began to fatten. He had always been a little thick in the middle of his girth, but now it swelled larger beyond anything he’d seen before. It drooped lower with its new weight, and he picked it up to rest in his hand. It seemed like it was filling up with something. His knees began to wobble, experiencing a growing pain in his cock as it’s girth grew fatter and fatter and fatter, tightening the skin of his cock and making it appear red and angry.
“FFF—FFFUUUUCCK,” he groaned loudly as his cock relieved itself of its tightness and swollen appearance by shooting forward several more inches. At first, it had just lengthened, pulling more and more skin with it and thinning, but then it thickened far past its usual thickness, starting from the root, bulging out in the center a bit like he was used to, and finally causing his nubby cock head—at least compared to the rest of his body—to bloom large, fat, and spongy. The tightness now relieved, his cock began to spit out thick ropes and ropes of pink cum, the same color and consistency of the stuff he found on the floor when he came in. (Wait but what was that doing on the floor when he came in?) But it didn’t feel like he was climaxing, but rather like his body was dumping jizz as quickly as it made it, so as to not crowd his balls or his cock too much.
He panted heavily as his cock voided huge amounts of thick, pink, creamy spunk all over the floor, splattering loudly against the kitchen tile. He tried to catch it in his hands, but it quickly overflowed in his cupped palms and spilled to the floor. Dejected, he just let the large amount that he had caught in his makeshift hand-bowl spill to the floor too. He knew he was making a ridiculously huge mess all over the kitchen, but he didn’t know what else to do. He looked around for a towel or a rag or something he could—…
His eyes landed on the cake on the counter once again, nearly half eaten and beckoning him to finish the rest of it.
The familiar carnal sensation overtook him once again. He was completely and utterly devoted to finishing off what was left of the delicious cake. Sure, he had already finished half of the entire thing, but his grumbling stomach pushed him to consume more.
He dug his cum-soaked hands into the cake and brought both hands up to his face, trying to force both handfuls into his mouth at the same time. His cummy hands soaked through the cake in his hand making it a soggy mess, but upon tasting it he could tell that the tart flavor of his new jizz only served to enhance the flavor of the cake. Not to mention, jizz-soaked cake was easier to scarf down than drier cake.
“Fuck yeah, gimme—mmmrpphh—gimme more!!” Benji grunted between fistfuls of cake. He began a routine for consuming what was left: take a handful, bring it to his cock, let his endless flow of jizz soak the handful completely, bring it to his face, and eat. Then repeat the process with his other hand while he ate with other. He couldn’t help but giggle at the satisfaction his senses were experiencing, his cock and balls continuing to expand and lengthen, his face bulging and reshaping into an even more handsome mug, and his sweet, pungent musk pervading the house. All the while, his body continued to go through an intensified second round of growth. Benji didn’t comprehend a second of it though, as his mind was completely devoted to eating what remained of the cake, it’s mysterious draw hypnotizing him.
He began to resemble an inflatable statue more than a man, as the muscles all over his body swelled exponentially larger while his limbs and bones cracked, stretched, and reformed to accommodate for his endlessly larger size. He hardly even registered it when he was forced to hunch now that his tallness had reached the ceiling of the kitchen. He just continued to take more and more of the cake, soak it in his cum, and eat it like a man possessed.
“More, fuuuuuccck yeeeeahhhh, MORE!!!” Benji yelled between laughs as the increasing weight of his body made the kitchen tile floor crack. He had now grown so much that he was forced to collapse down on his ass to sit on the cum-flooded floor. All that remained of the cake were a few lingering crumbs and the icing that had stuck to the plate. He took the cake plate—a bulky, ceramic, two-handed carry thing—and held it between his thumb and index finger, and licked the plate up and down, covering the massive plate with his enhanced tongue. Once fully cleaned, he tossed the plate into the living room nonchalantly where it shattered into several pieces, but he didn’t care.
“MMMMMMMmmmmmmm,” Benji vocalized loudly, rubbing his cobblestone, distended muscle gut. He licked around his lips and in turn cleaned the rest of his face, as his tongue could now slip down past his chin as above his nose, gaining an impressive size, even in comparison to the rest of his body. After rubbing his gut, he brought his hands up against his dresser-sized pecs and squeezed his new chest. His dinner plate-sized nipples were erect and stiff, and he teased his thumbs across them and flicked them slightly with his massive fingers. His cock continued to spit out enormous ropes of pink cum all over the floor, but his nipple stimulation caused his cock to go fully erect and swing up against his gut, still sputtering out huge volumes of his cum all over him. He couldn’t help but laugh as his cock sprayed him in the face over and over again, coating his upper body in pink and soaking his already sweat-soaked hair.
All the while, Benji was still growing. He continued to gain musculature and his height was getting out of hand. Even through his ecstasy, Benji knew that he had to get out of there or else he wouldn’t be able to get out without breaking a couple walls and/or ceilings. He wiped his face of the pink jizz and looked around for an exit, landing on the back door adjacent to the kitchen. He shifted onto his side, his impossibly large body weight a little too much to manage, and began to crawl towards the door to the backyard, his cock still belching out huge amounts of cum, him laughing like a child at the chaotic, orgasmic absurdity of what had transpired in the time he arrived home.
Cory and Nate writhed and twisted in the above-ground pool, each taking turns worshipping the other, sucking the other’s cock, plugging their holes with the other’s swelling member, each perhaps making a little too much noise for their tiny neighborhood with their grunting and moaning, but their deepening vocalizations is part of what drove the other crazy. Due to their heavy, continued movements within the pool, most of the water inside had splashed over the side of the pool, soaking the lush grass below, but one could hardly tell now with the excess of the sloshing, pink, viscous fluid that mingled with the water.
Both turned around startled when they heard the back door being hit open, hearing the wood splinter slightly, and slamming against the brick wall of the house. Exerted grunting and deep laughs could be heard from inside as massive hand reached out of the door frame to get a good grip on the ground outside, followed by another one gripping the door frame.
“No fucking way,” Cory and Nate both moaned as they saw Benji’s enlarged head pop out of the doorframe, crawling his enormous body out of the house. He was giggling deeply to himself as he dragged his swelling body out of the house, Cory and Nate could see and hear huge ropes of pink jizz spray against and mess up the blinds of the living room window from inside. They both guessed that the furniture in the living room, not to mention the living room carpet, must’ve been absolutely soaked with Benji’s spunk. Nate started to feel ridiculous for feeling so guilty that he spilled a puddle of his jizz on the kitchen floor.
“Hey guys,” Benji grunted deeply with a grin as he strained to pull himself out of the house. His enormous and still-growing chest and torso were now out of the house, making Nate and Cory feel simultaneously completely inadequate but also turned on as hell, but he grunted and halted when he got to his hips. His growing body had led to a massive, rounded, god-like ass, which was thrilling to say the least, but it caused him to become stuck inside the house. He twisted and grunted but to no avail. Pink spunk was beginning to spill out of the doorway and into the backyard, providing him with some slick support, but he could feel still-growing legs in the house moving furniture around and his ass swelling larger behind him, so he knew that he wasn’t gonna get out without any property damage. ‘Gotta break a few eggs,’ he reasoned to himself in his mind as he planted both hands in front of him preparing to pull.
Benji grunted loudly as he used his strong arms to pull himself free of the house. The wood of the doorframe splintered in a sharp snap and the brick wall buckling and cracking horizontally around the frame. Once the minor destruction subsided, Benji pulled himself away from the door and carefully guided his legs out. He turned to look at Cory and Nate again and giggled as he brought his knees in and used his massive arms to prop himself up, getting ready to stand.
He towered above the yard, easily seeing into the yards of the next several houses town their row, not quite seeing over their roof but not far away from it either. His twitching, swelling cock kept pumping out pink spunk all over the yard, falling from his height with loud splatters at his feet. Luckily only one of their neighbors was outside tending to his garden when Benji stood. He watched paralyzed as the thick, muscular giant a few houses down stood up and arched his back in a stretch, flexing his mountainous arms as he grunted at the end of the stretch. The giant looked over at him with a grin and threw his head back in greeting. The man just stood with his hose in his hand and his mouth agape. As he watched the giant’s twitching pecs begin to jiggle and swell larger, followed by his broad shoulders and his bulging arms, the man simply dropped everything he had and ran inside.
Benji giggled and turned back to look down at his friends. He looked down and felt up his larger pecs, moving his hands down to rub his abs, and finally flopping his huge, spurting cock against his churning nuts. He twisted and flexed his slowly swelling, bulging arms and chuckled.
“Well, Happy Birthday to me, huh?” he thundered in a deep baritone.
Cory and Nate grinned up at him, each unsure of what to say. They both stood up in the pool, their newly jacked, upsized bodies now on full display for Benji. Benji could see that, though he was easily double, closer to triple their size, they were still absolute beasts among men, their new size and musculature could make even the most professional body builders jealous. In fact, Benji himself was getting a little stiff between the legs, his large cock—now about the length of a pool noodle and the thickness of a basketball—drooling his excess of pink jizz into the pool with heavy splatters. Nate was taller than Cory for the first time ever.
“Nate, bro, I loved the cake,” Benji said licking his lips. “Hate to say I wasn’t able to leave enough for you two to try it, but it was (*chef’s kiss*) divine.”
“Thanks, man!” Nate responded in a deep voice excitedly with a wide grin. The compliment from his giant friend made his dick throb, but he sported it in front of his roommates without any shame. “Wasn’t expecting it to turn out so, uhh…. potent, but I’m glad you loved it!”
“And Cory! Looks like you’ve become confident in your sexuality! Congrats, man!”
“Ahhh, yeah, you know it’s… What can I say? I just…” Cory dipped his head into his shoulder bashfully and scratched the back of his head. He was turned on by the mere acknowledgement from his giant friend, his dick perking up a little bit and squirting out a stronger stream of his own pink jizz that had only been drooling out of it before.
“No need to explain yourself! I’m just happy for you!” Benji boomed with a smile, Cory smiling back and flexing his arms against his sides in combined arousal and bashfulness. Benji gestured to his crotch, “Besides, your body seems to be doing all of the explaining! In fact, lemme try some of that…”
“What—..” before Cory could finish asking what he meant, Benji brought his massive arms down and scooped Cory up into the air in front of his face. Cory’s face beamed with anticipation as Benji brought him closer, stuck out his tongue—now the size of a beach towel—and lapped up Cory’s legs up to his cock, which Benji eagerly brought into his mouth and began sucking.
Cory threw his head back in a deep, booming moan as his cock was serviced inside the giant mouth, Benji’s skillful tongue swirling around it, the powerful suction making him feel like he was being pumped, feeling his cock beginning to unload heavier and heavier shots into Benji’s skillful mouth. Nate joined in on the action below, angling Benji’s huge cock down and punching his tongue in and out of the gushing slit of Benji’s massive cock head, giggling as stronger and stronger streams of Benji’s cum poured out and soaked his entire head as he continued tongue-fucking his friend’s gaping cock slit. Cory kept bucking his face over and over against his friend’s enormous face, his glutes tightening harder and harder with each thrust. He had been firing out a steady, unending stream into Benji’s mouth for a while now, and Benji finally pulled him out of his mouth with a sucking *pop*, letting Cory continue to unload all over his own huge cheeks, lips, chin, nose, and brows.
Benji swallowed the remaining spunk in his mouth with a satisfied sigh. Soon after, Cory—still resting in his friend’s hands, suspended in the air—heard a loud churning in Benji’s guts, followed by the sound of churning traveling up his esophagus, arriving in Benji’s throat, as Cory braced for vomit or something to happen.
“*BUUUUUUUURRRRRRPP*” Benji belched almost deafeningly loudly onto Cory. Cory could feel the warm air pound against his body, and he was preparing for a nauseating smell to follow, but instead was pleasantly surprised to smell sweetness and sourness with just a slightly cummy scent at the end. Benji let out a shuddering breath and shook a little as a chill ran up his towering spine, and Cory could feel and hear a slight rumbling coming from Benji’s body. He smiled drunkenly at Cory as and grunted softly as his neck, shoulders, and pecs jiggled and swelled a little larger, and could feel himself rising further into the air slightly as Benji tacked on another half foot in height. A slight difference, yes, but noticeable nonetheless. Benji bent over and set Cory back down in the pool.
“Sexual liberation looks good on you, man!” Benji said to Cory with his big hands on his giant hips. He smacked his lips, “Tastes good, too… Move over, you guys, I wanna cool off a bit.”
Nate and Cory spread to opposite sides of the above-ground pool, making room for their friend. Benji stepped through the pool and out on the other side, then squatted—his enormous thighs and calves activating—to sit down in the pool. Nate seemed to be standing in the exact direction Benji was going to sit, and he looked up to see Benji’s gargantuan ass descending, his cheeks spreading and giving Nate a front row view of his puckering rosebud. Nate was tempted to just stay there, let Benji sit on him and suck him up into his hole, squirm around in there for a bit to let Benji feel what it was like to have one of his friends inside him. Talk about a ‘Happy Birthday.’ In the last second, he decided against it and moved out of the way, letting Benji land in the water with his ass on the bottom.
Benji shifted a bit and got comfortable, his giant, meaty arms resting against the edges of the pool and his enormous legs hanging off the side and resting in the grass outside the pool. He was surprised to feel the warmth of the water and had noticed its pink hue since the time he found his way outside. He put a hand in the water and brought it out again, watching the pink water slosh off him thickly and leaving a webby trail from the water to his hand. He sucked his hand dry and felt himself perk up yet again, this time centralized in his pecs. He felt and watched them swell, bringing his arms in to squeeze them. As he squeezed them, he was surprised when his hands pulled away to see another webby trail, only this time leading from his huge nipples to his hands. Excitement buzzed in him like a high. He was fucking milking.
Benji looked seductively at Cory and Nate, “Well, seems like you two have been busy.” Cory and Nate looked at each other and giggled, watching pink jizz continue to drool out of their swinging meats and into the water, along with the gargantuan cock between them. “Busy, busy, busy. But,” he said with a pause, thumbing his nipples and showing his two friends the cum seeping out of them, inciting them to both gasp in ecstasy. “You two still have a lot of catching up to do.”
He beckoned them forward, cupping his huge, leaking pecs, and guided both of their smiling faces towards his puckering nipples.
“Aaaaahhhhh,” Benji groaned as he felt his two friends suckle at his bulging pecs. It was an orgasmic experience—feeling the spunk being sucked out of his chest by his two friends—so good that he was prepared to let them do it for as long as they wanted. He could feel their hard bodied grinding against his sides, their hard cocks spewing hot jizz all over him from under the pink water. As they suckled, they grunted and moaned as they began to bulge, tighten, and swell against his chest. An immense feeling of power rushed over Benji, knowing that he was the one responsible for his two friends bulking up against him, he was the titan with the power to breed more titans. He groaned and threw his head back, holding the backs of the two growing heads attached to his tits. His cock was spewing a fountain of pink jizz into the water, further thickening and diluting it. Between the growing masses inside and the movement of the three giants, the sloshing pink liquid soon reached the rim of the pool and started splashing over onto the yard.
The party guests arrived on time and stood in the entrance to the house. The four guests—a set of twins, one short and stocky guy, and one lanky tall guy, all mutual friends of the three roommates through their shared classes/clubs/intramurals—peered into the open door but couldn’t see or hear anyone. They had all been there before to watch games, study, play PS4, etc., so none of them felt awkward or had any qualms of just.. stepping inside.
They entered the home slowly and stepped into the familiar space. The air was rich with smells: those of cleaning products, those of baked goods, plus another one that was harder to pinpoint. Something sweet, but also sour, but also musky.
“Guys? Helloooo, we’re here? Guys?” the tall lanky guy called through the house.
“Hooooooly shit!” one of the twins called out.
Everyone came to see what prompted the reaction. Turning the hall, they could see that the kitchen floor was completely soaked with some kind of pink substance. Leaning forward they could see that the living room and its furniture was soaked with the stuff too. They carefully trudged through, noting it’s odd but familiar consistency.
The short and stocky guy stood over the kitchen sink and noticed a mixing bowl inside with what seemed to be batter for whatever it was they had baked earlier, judging by the smell. He lowered his face mask and stuck a finger in the bowl and wiped its walls clean, bringing his hand up to his mouth to suck his finger clean.
It was good! An odd flavor for sure, but still damn good.
He stuck his finger back inside, scooped another fingerful, and sucked it clean again. Then again. Then again. Then—
“What in the fuck?!” someone said at the door to the backyard. The short stocky guy pulled back up his face mask and stopped sampling the substance in the bowl and turned around to follow everyone else to the back door.
Several of them slipped and lost balance on their way to the door due to do the copious about of jizz all over the floor. As they each approached the door, they could hear a deep grunting and moaning building in volume.
Except for the short stocky guy, he was taking his sweet time heading to the door because he was suddenly overcome with an intense churning feeling in his gut and felt a hot, sweaty sensation sweep through his body. It’s like he was coming down with some stomach bug in a matter of seconds. What was in that batter?! He slipped and fell face first into the mess on the floor, grunting and groaning at the slight pain. He stood up and saw that the fronts of his large shirt and shorts were soaked with the pink stuff. He also noticed the consistency of the pink stuff was the same as the consistency of what was in the bowl. He stood up, but felt as he did that he was standing taller than he was before. Stranger still, he could see himself rising higher as he planted himself on two feet. He looked down to see the ground slowly falling further and further away from him. His body began to even out a lot more, his stocky build being distributed across his new height. Just as he started to panic slightly, another burning hot sensation overtook him, prompting him to immediately remove his soiled shirt and shorts, leaving him in just his knit boxers. For some reason, he had an erection that was straining against the fabric of his underwear, but his underwear began to feel even more tight as he felt his ass push against the fabric and round out more firmly and more perfectly. He lowered his boxers, freeing his cock and balls and dropping his jaw noticing his red, throbbing erection begin to lift higher, it’s hardness making its skin super tight, and finally stretching out further than it had ever been. Then more. Then even more. He held his balls and felt them churn and swell in their sack and groaned when he felt his chest twitch and bulge out further, firmed and rounded than it ever had been, followed soon by his arms.
“What the fuck is haaa—appening to meeeeee?” he asked to no one as his body sped up the process and started growing and bulging all over.
Everyone except for the short stocky guy had poured into the backyard, noting the broken doorframe and the cracked wall on the outside of the door. They stood together with their mouths agape as they watched the three giants writhe and moan against one another, sucking and slurping on every gigantic body part they could in a pool that was spilling over with the same pink stuff that was in the kitchen and living room. Their faces were sharp and angled and contorted in pleasure, but they all bared a striking resemblance to the three roommates of the house, Nate, Cory, and birthday boy Benji. Benji was without a doubt the largest of the three titans in the pool, but not by two much now at this point. Cory stood over Benji’s cock like a water fountain and eagerly drank the pink stuff that was cascading out of it while Nate was latched onto one of Benji’s perky, giant nipples.
Before they could say anything, the tall lanky guy felt heavy footsteps behind him and saw in his peripheral a hulking, bulging man’s yep up next to him. He looked over and came face to face with a voluptuous pec shelf. His eyes traveled further upwards and he swallowed dryly as he saw the face of the hulking man standing next to him: based on his eyes and his hair, it was undoubtedly their short stocky friend—though he was anything but that moments before.
“Holy fuck,” the tall lanky guy remarked breathlessly. The twins looked around and saw their hulking friend standing behind them. He was dreamy in every way now, and his body demanded to be worshipped. Their eyes traveled downwards and noticed his complete nudity, his new porn star cock drooling more of the pink stuff onto the ground. He simply threw his head back in greeting to the rest of them and bounced his pecs for them, loving how horny he knew he was making them. He looked at the giants in the pool, quickly recognizing them as his other friends, but even more quickly noticing the source of the pink stuff that was all over the house.
“Oh fuck yeah, gimme more of that,” he said deeply as he removed his mask completely and jogged over to the pool and hopped in. Benji, Nate, and Cory welcomed him in in an inadvertently bro-like cheer. He and Cory shared a deep kiss and he then lowered himself to wrap his lips around Cory’s swollen cock head while Cory continued drinking from Benji.
Benji turned and looked in the direction his friend came from and noticed the other guests standing near the house with their jaws hanging open.
“Guys, you made it!!” he boomed deeply with a feral grin and between moans. “Get the fuck in here! Y’all have a lot of catching up to do!”
