I held my phone up to the mirror and took another selfie. Already I was getting tired of this shit. As I looked at my photo, I noted my skinny arms and weak chin. I had a flabby stomach and nonexistent pecs. I deleted the photo and decided to try again, but decided against it. Taking in a sharp breath, I exhaled a shaky sigh and felt my eyes burn.
I was a 19-year-old gay virgin who recently downloaded Grindr on my phone, and I actually got several hits from attractive guys. We talked a bit, but when each hot guy asked for a pic, each rejected me because I didn’t have enough muscles. Pretty devastating.
Now I had another chance with a guy. A total stud named Alexander. I wanted him so BADLY! He looked like a man who could give a good ass pounding.
But I felt nervous about my chances. I felt he would instantly reject me, so here I was struggling to take a good selfie. It wasn’t working. I decided to lie:
“Sorry, can’t take a pic ATM. At the gym. Lifting weights.”
“Oh, that sounds hot,” he texted. “Bet you have solid pecs.”
I felt myself getting hard. Even if I couldn’t meet Alex, then at least we could still have fun. “Yup. Also got biceps you couldn’t wrap your hands around. Not that you’d want to. I’ve got a 9 inch cock begging for attention.”
“Oh? I wouldn’t mind feeling up your muscles as I suck at your pecs, dude. Shit. I’m getting hard. Let’s meet up now. I really want to get down on your cock Send another pic”
Shit, I thought. Just then I felt a strange power surge in me. I looked down and saw my arms swell and my shirt strain at the hem. My pecs grew and I felt my muscles tense and I began to lose sight of my growing bulge as meaty pecs blocked my view. I ran my hand down my stomach and felt a hard core and the beginnings of abs. I started to say “What the fu-“ but stopped when I heard my voice come out as a deep teen hunk. Totally unlike me.
“This is me bro” I texted. I looked back at my reflection and couldn’t really believe what happened. I flexed and watched my biceps bulge and grow. I lifted my shirt and saw a growing trail of hair going down to—what I believe was a 9-inch cock—a bulge of meat continuing to swell and snake down my pant leg. My phone beeped as I got a new message.
“Dude, is that you? You’re hot, but I imagined someone with more muscle. Someone absolutely BEAST. Someone with a 13-inch cock like a horse and thighs like a mule. Veins bulging from your arms and from your Adonis belt. Someone who could make me a thirsty cum slut.”
I felt my heart drop as I read the message. Despite a miracle literally happening, I felt like I was about to lose everything I build so far (admittedly nothing I couldn’t get with my new body, but Alex seemed in need of a good fuck in his boipussy. And I wanted to be the type of guy he wanted to fill him up. So I texted back:
“Yeah that’s me… from a few months ago. I actually got bigger. You should see me now. I gained like two feet of height and an extra six inches of biceps. I spend almost everyday at the gym. I could wrestle you down and make you sniff my jock straps. Bet a bottom like you would like that yeah? If you don’t believe me let me show you. I’ll make you want to ride me like a cowboy on a horse.”
Again, I felt a tingling ebb and flow of energy tickle me as I wrote the message. I looked at the mirror and instantly took a selfie on my phone. I watched as I started to stretched upward and sideways with muscles. My biceps strained against the sleeve hem. My shirt lifted and show my stomach packed with muscle. I heard fabric tear but that was fine as I looked down at my pecs completely obscure my growing bulge in my pants. I felt my member grow all the way down to my knee. Shit, I thought, I must be at least 12 inches long. My balls hurt as my jeans cramped them. I unzipped and pulled out my cock and began pounding ferociously at my moose cock. I heard my moan as a deep and sexy growl. I came with a grunt and my muscles tensed, showing off my six pack abs and neck muscle.
“This is me bro. Wearing my shirt from a few months ago. Told you I’m not shitting you. Hurry up over here. I just came and I need a thirsty slut to clean my cock.” I looked at the mirror and smiled. Alex texted back, “Yes sir! I’m gonna be a good bottom bitch and worship you. I wish you hadn’t wasted your cum!”
Life’s is gonna be good I thought.
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