“Coach - I don’t understand - I - “
“Shh Tyler, just look into my eyes…”
That was the voice of the Coach, slowly but surely seeping his way into Tyler’s mind who looked up at him and could barely speak among the blubbering thoughts that screamed at him to run away, out of the locker room, drowned as drool slipped down his pink lips.
Tyler had only wanted to come to Coach and ask him why Drew was made to be captain of the football team this year and not him. But in his brash anger, he never paused to think why Coach would still be in his office, seemingly busy and bustling on a Friday night when so many students and teachers had already left at this late hour.
Now Tyler continued looking up, helpless to stare into Coach’s eyes, whenever he blinked, there was just the finest moment of clarity but when the eyes opened again, his cock throbbed.
He could see the handsome shirtless man with a dusting of silver hair sprinkled over his muscular body slowly began to approach him, the eyes growing larger and the black pools that formed pits that drew Tyler’s mind even deeper.
“Tyler I think you’d look better on the floor,” came Coach’s voice, his words reverberating around the room and growing louder, even the sounds of everyday paraphernalia simply being washed away by a tide of touch, as Tyler could feel his Coach’s fingers hooking under his jaw, forcing him to look up from the man’s eyes once again. He was being pulled so deep by his coach’s voice and those dark eyes that bore into his skull, that he felt his face reaching closer.
“N-No, Coach…I-I should…Uhh…” Tyler found himself moaning as he heard Coach’s deep chuckle coming on after, the fingers moving up to caress him as he felt Coach’s large hand pulling his head in closer. Already his hair was changing, as his cap fell off and his hair started to become shorter and turn darker from its usual blonde.
“Aww Tyler, no need to resist…Just listen to my voice…follow my eyes…” The Coach was so powerful. So strong. Tyler just needed to listen. Tyler just needed to follow those…eyes. “Maybe you should worship me on your way down…That’s it…A little closer…” Tyler moaned, murmuring as he felt his head being brought closer and closer slowly towards Coach’s sweaty and heaving chest. “That’s it. Good boy…Stick out your tongue.”
Tyler’s body followed Coach without even waiting for him, his tongue automatically sticking out as he began licking at one of Coach’s chest, the touch was electric, from the fingers that touched the back of his head to the tongue that swiped Coach’s nipple and caused him to moan and shudder, sending ripples of pleasure down Tyler’s body.
“Mmmfuck…Coach…” Tyler moaned, starting to sink lower both in mind and body as his own cock got harder as he grew closer to Coach’s own. The black shorts could barely keep back Coach’s bulge, as he felt his face fast approaching it. “Just…wanted to be…Captain…” Tyler moaned before he began licking at Coach’s crotch, fishing to get the length into his mouth through the shorts as it throbbed against his lips and Coach moaned, his grip growing tighter.
“Good…Tyler, just keep going,” grunted Coach as one hand began teasing with the strap of the shorts, beginning to lower it ever so slightly. “You ready for the real thing?”
“Mhm,” Tyler moaned, still licking and lapping at the bulge.
Tyler wasn’t ready for the shorts to suddenly slip away as Coach’s massive cock slipped past his lips and he began sucking it. All his surroundings darkened, fading away to nothingness as all he could see was himself and his towering Coach, on his knees and still continuing to worship Coach’s cock, feeling it throb in his mouth.
“Here we go boy, if you want to be Captain so bad, then have this,” said Coach as with one last throb, a wave of cum started to sprout out of the large head of Coach’s cock and it just wouldn’t stop, and it didn’t need to.
Tyler found himself drinking each and every drop that flowed through his throat and into his body, his swelling body that continued to grow more and more as he was powered up by the cum of his own Coach that made him feel so good. It was almost as if his eyes were like spirals as it started with his own neck, growing broader by every moment.
“Oh that’s it…You’re coming along nicely,” urged the Coach, as the cum kept flowing and Tyler continued growing, his muscles inflating slowly as if he was something that needed to be filled fully.
He continued watching as the hands that massaged Coach’s legs began lengthening, growing longer and able to wrap themselves around the man’s muscular thighs as his own biceps more bulbous. The electric tingling of Coach’s touch spread all around as with the more cum inside him, the more he felt Coach was touching him all over from the inside.
As he continued his great gargantuan growth, Tyler felt the instinct to be scared, to be afraid of what was going on as his heart thundered, his
He swallowed another load of cum and felt all his clothes creak as his shoes splattered from his large feet as the toes instantly decimated the front and the soles of his feet pushed through the soles of his shoes.
But god it feels so good…
So good to grow for Coach…
“That’s right, keep growing, keep listening to my voice.” Coach urged as load after load of cum continued to rocket itself down Tyler’s throat, wiping away his memory in some mind wiping away his name and all that he was, creating this blank canvas where his body continued to contort and grow.
The cum flowing down directly into his stomach where it almost burned with a passion as sweat trickled down Tyler’s chest and he groaned, still looking up into Coach’s dark eyes that allowed him to obey as his chest was dominated by nothing more than muscle.
The previous lean body of Tyler was no more, much like his own mind it was being cleared away and replaced with something far better as a ripple travels down his bare stomach and he can’t stop himself as his skin too stretches from his own growing torso that accommodates the great biceps and broad thighs that he now possesses.
“Coming along so well, Tyler…Just obey…Obey and grow…”
Tyler swallowed what felt like the final load.
Tyler felt the last of his new six pack of abs forming into his stomach, the ridges being carved and crafted so deep it felt impossible by human standards to have them be so perfect, almost as if some great carver or craftsman made them exactly that way. Proportionate enough to seem real but large enough to feel so fucking good, Tyler and Coach both thought at that moment, their mind syncing up as Tyler continued to obey and received the biggest reward for it as his face began changing.
His lips left the cock, as his face expanded slightly like the rest of him but never once showed any signs of fat, his jawline still staying intact and if anything only appearing more visible as his facial hair disappeared. His glazed eyes grew to a lighter blue, as his features all grew out and seemed chiseled to perfection much like his own musculature.
Coach helped him to his feet as he wanted to do nothing but grab at his own great length but saw how it was strapped in the remnants of his clothing that wasn’t torn asunder, a beautiful yellow thong.
“Now your name isn’t Tyler…”
“It’s Travis, and I think Travis you’re going to be a good Captain, aren’t you?”
Tyl- Travis felt his cock throb as Coach’s hand ran down his abs.
“Yeah…” Travis said absent mindedly.
“Good boy.” Coach smiled at that and snapped his fingers, letting the new captain Travis enjoy the best part. “Cum.”
Travis felt his cock throb and cum begin to flow over all over himself in his thong, already beginning to feel his body creak once more and start sweating as he could feel his muscles beginning to grow once more, and he couldn’t even begin to think as he started to grow another couple of inches and he could see his cock begin to tear his thong.
Travis was definitely going to to be Coach’s new captain now, and he couldn’t thank Coach enough
