Eilorow

I write gay muscle growth transformation stories, but not very often, so bear with me

[eilorow]

Horny Hunk - Bedroom

Trey walked up the stairs to his apartment door, still tired from today’s shoot. He was looking forward to slumping down on his couch and winding down. He loved his job, but it did mean having to sit through a few long, exhausting days every now and then. As he stepped through the door, his boyfriend called out to him from the living room. “Hey babe, how was work?” He got up from the couch to greet him at the door. “Fine,” Trey replied, going in for a kiss. “The photographer was a bit annoying, he kept asking me to re-do this one shot that wasn’t even that important.” “He must’ve wanted to keep you longer. Can’t blame him,” his boyfriend replied with a smirk.

Trey smiled at the comment. Chase always knew how to cheer him up. Most of his friends were surprised when he told them they were dating: a model, with an average-looking office worker? The truth is, they were both Hunks. Trey still remembers how he met him at the bar, how he was attracted to him even if he wasn’t really his type. That changed quickly though, as when he brought him home and they both turned, they had the hottest sex he’d ever had. That was over a year ago, and they were now happily living together in their flat.

“I think I know what would cheer you up,” Chase whispered, going in for another kiss. “Not tonight, I’m really tired,” Trey replied. “I’m gonna take a shower then order us dinner.” “But you want to, don’t you?” Chase smiled as he grabbed his package. “This is telling me you do.” Trey was already feeling his cock stiffen at the idea. He loved when his boyfriend got cocky, and Chase knew it very well. “Chase, these are designer clothes, be careful-” “Doesn’t that make it hotter?” Trey pulled away from him, already feeling something stir inside of him. “Goddammit, Chase.” He could hear him giggling behind him.

He made his way towards their bedroom, head already getting cloudy. He had a very high libido, which was often an issue with his condition. It barely took anything for him to start turning, especially when his body felt the need for it, which seemed to be right now. He felt his neck and shoulders tense up, slowly stretching as his transformation began. His walk got unsteady as his legs stretched too, adding some height onto his already tall 5’11 frame. He looked down as he felt his feet cramp up, and saw his boat shoes stretching slowly. He hurriedly kicked them off and moaned slightly as his feet lengthened further on the floor. He moved his right hand to his ass, feeling it enlarge, becoming the signature hunky bubble butt. Meanwhile, he moved his left hand to feel his left pec blowing up, teasing his sensitive nipple through the fabric of his tightening shirt. “Oh fuck!” he whimpered, shakily unbuttoning his shirt, starting from the top, to avoid it ripping in any way. His thickening and lengthening fingers struggled to move the tiny pieces through the holes, but he did manage to free his heaving pecs.

He stumbled through the door to their bedroom and quickly stood in front of his full length mirror. He ran a hand across his huge pecs, feeling how soft yet firm they were, giving a little bounce. The show off mindset was already setting in. He brought up one of his arms, flexing his growing bicep. He cupped it with his other hand, moaning from pleasure. However, as he lowered his eyes again, he saw the bottom of his abs poking under his shirt, the lower half of it stretched along his thickening core. He quickly unbuttoned the remaining buttons, letting his sculpted upper body breathe freely. He took off his shirt completely, his large hands and forearms barely squeezing through the sleeves. As his shirt fell to the floor, he felt another pain, this time in his lower half, and saw the button of his pants strained against his growing erection. He undid it before it could rip through, letting his underwear and cock spill onto the front of his jeans. His member seemed to be at 6 or 7 inches already, and it wasn’t even fully hard yet. Below it, his thighs were getting bigger and bigger, straining his pants so they stopped well above his ankles, although maybe that was because of his new height of 6’2. He slid them down slowly, careful not to accidentally rip them with his powerful legs. As he stepped out of them, his dick flopped out of his underwear, the swelling head forming its first drop of pre. Pulling down his briefs, he looked up at his already handsome face in the mirror to see the last of the changes, his jaw getting squarer, features smoothening, eyes becoming clearer, hair settling into a perfect slightly messy hairstyle. If he modeled with that face he’d make a fortune, but he couldn’t, for obvious reasons. Being permanently horny on set would be anything but professional. Like any other Hunk, he became practically feral when he turned.

He was already starting to lose his senses, his thoughts replaced with sex and hot guys, one in particular. As his underwear landed on the floor and his transformation subsided, T, the Hunk, turned towards the door to his bedroom to see Chase waiting for him, completely naked and smirking at him. T’s dick was pointed right at him, 8 and a half inches of pure man meat drooling pre-cum on the floor. T lunged at him and pulled him towards the bed, hungrily kissing him. Chase was kissing him back just as strongly, as if impatient for his own transformation to begin.

T grabbed Chase by the shoulders and pushed him on the bed, crawling on top of him. Chase flipped himself around, smirking slightly while propping his ass up, inviting his boyfriend to come inside. T wasted no time, positioning his large tool over it, rubbing it over the hole a few times before entering it softly. Tightly gripping the sheets, Chase was breathing heavily, feeling heat swell inside him. His already hard 5-inch cock started leaking pre-cum onto the covers while becoming ever so sensitive, head swelling bigger. He could hear T’s soft moans in sync with their repeated motion; pleasure overwhelmed him as his body started changing. With each of T’s pumps into his ass, he could feel his body stretching taller, his meager 5’8 slowly becoming 5’9, then 5’10 and 5’11. His ass became plumper, tightening the grip on T’s cock and getting him to moan more intensely. Below that, his legs kept inching longer, thighs getting thicker, small feet blowing up and lengthening, toes creeping closer to the edge of the bed. Chase kept squirming slightly to allow his torso some room while his back stretched upwards and sideways; his shoulders broadened in the process, the weird feeling causing Chase to let go of the sheets. He grabbed them again soon after, though, as his arms ballooned with muscles, growing biceps, widening forearms and swelling hands clutching the sheets hard, almost ripping them off with his newfound strength. Chase used his new powerful arms to prop himself up, allowing him to look down at his pecs while they grew, swelled into two round peaks of muscle. He also saw the start of his abs forming below. Meanwhile, T got a nice view of his back muscles, sculpting in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, something shifted in the energy between them. Chase’s asscheeks grew bigger again, but got hard with muscle, essentially squeezing his boyfriend’s dick between them. T was no longer pushing forward, it was Chase that was pulling him in. Chase’s face shifted with his expression, jaw getting squarer, features getting brutish and handsome as a naughty smile slipped on his plump lips, knowing full well he was moments from being in control. His legs were still stretching, thighs growing to become huge tree trunks below his boyfriend’s legs, which were looking less and less threatening. His feet were now bigger than T’s, still swelling with powerful muscle. As his torso stretched again, letting him reach a height of about 6’2, the same as T, he rose up all of a sudden, arms growing bigger again to allow him such a feat. He dislodged his boyfriend from his ass right before he could cum, using his surprise to turn him around and pin him down in front of him.

Chase’s, or rather, Chad’s hands were on T’s, fingers still swelling to give him a stronger grip. Getting on his knees to allow his lengthening feet to dangle off the bed, he positioned his own cock above his boyfriend’s ass. As if it knew, it grew from its regular 5 inches to 6, then 7 inches, pushing out pre-cum in the process, which landed on T’s ass. The Hunk shuddered in pleasure and anticipation, being so close to cumming and yet now desperately needing Chad’s dick inside him. Chad’s face finished shifting as he leaned next to his boyfriend’s face, whispering in his ear: “It’s my turn now…” He promptly jammed his cock between T’s soft asscheeks, yet managed to be delicate. He started softly humping it forwards, feeling the missing length being added little by little, with it reaching 7 and a half inches, then 8 inches, causing both of them to moan out loudly. His body wasn’t done growing, as each thrust forwards added even more height to his impressive stature. His thighs were monstrous by then, his pecs were heaving up and down and his abs were almost done forming into an 8-pack. As he finally reached the height of 6’5, and a penis length of 9 inches, he finally felt close to release. T was overwhelmed with pleasure at this point, as he always was when they switched like this. Chad kept thrusting, feeling his dick grow, edging slowly towards release. Finally, as Chad’s cock reached its final size of 9 and a half inches, both Hunks bellowed out their loudest moans as they came simultaneously, Chad pulling out instants before in order to cover T’s back in his cum, while T sprayed the sheets below with his own. Then, the two spent Hunks crumbled on the bed, Chad putting his arms around T and forming the big spoon around him.

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Trey and Chase kept spooning for a little while longer while they turned back, gradually shifting their position until Trey was the big spoon instead. As both of their dicks finally softened, Chase turned to look in his boyfriend’s eyes, still smiling from their encounter. Trey chuckled slightly, running his fingers through his hair: “You gotta be careful, you know. One day, you might actually get me to rip through something important.” Chase kept smiling as he answered: “I gotta keep you on your toes! Always expect the unexpected!” He was still joking, but his expression darkened a bit, his smile slowly slipping off his face. “Sometimes, I worry you’ll get bored of me if I don’t.” Trey cradled his hand under Chase’s chin, propping his head up so he stared into his eyes. “I could never get bored of you. You’re the only part of my day I look forward to.” Trey might not be a poet, but he knew how to get Chase’s smile back. “Now, how about that shower? We can get cleaned up and then eat somewhere nice, what do you say?” Chase nodded, knowing their nice evening together was just getting started.

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Horny Hunk - Shower

Johnny opened the bathroom door and slowly stumbled in, still groggy. He splashed cold water on his face, hoping it would wake him up, but it wasn’t enough. As he stared into his own blue eyes, he heard quiet steps behind him. His boyfriend, Ricky, threw his arms around his chest and gave him a kiss on the neck. “Good morning,” he whispered in his ear. Johnny smiled; nothing felt better than waking up with Ricky every day. The couple got ready, shaved, brushed their hair, until they were ready to make breakfast.

However, as Johnny was about to exit the bathroom, his boyfriend grabbed him by the hand and stopped him. He pulled him back in slowly, giving him a naughty smile: “You know, we have a bit of time, maybe we could…” Ricky started, and was cut off by Johnny: “No! You know I have an important meeting this morning.” Although his voice was forceful, his body language was telling the opposite story; he let himself sink into Ricky’s arms. “It’s been forever since we did it in the shower. And you never have time anyway.” Johnny knew his boyfriend was saying the truth, and he did miss their morning ritual. “All right, but let’s make it quick,” he eventually said, with a naughty smile of his own.

Both guys hurriedly undressed before hopping in the shower together, kissing slowly, but with more and more vigor. It wasn’t long until the steamy heat of the shower got both their dicks up to full length, Johnny thrusting his 5-incher in the direction of Ricky’s girthier, but shorter 4 inches. He got closer to his boyfriend, twitching with anticipation. They looked into each other’s eyes, waiting for the fun to begin.

It wasn’t long until, through the dull noise of the shower, Johnny heard Ricky’s first groans. The beginning was always his favorite part; it felt like his boyfriend was getting ready to give into his animalistic urges. He felt Ricky’s hands grip tightly around his shoulders, fingers thickening, becoming more powerful. Ricky kept groaning; he tilted his head forwards, shuddering, as his back expanded and stretched simultaneously. They were about the same height before, so Johnny could well see his back muscles pulsate as they grew, becoming smooth and detailed. Ricky’s growth kept going into his shoulders and arms, cramps forcing him to let go of Johnny. His chest, bent forwards, kept heaving up and down while his pecs formed and his abs flexed, outlining the beginning of a 6-pack. Johnny, his arms freed, took the opportunity to feel his boyfriend’s new bouncy mounds of muscle and fat.

As his growth continued, Ricky’s groans slowly transitioned into moans, synching with the way his body was moving back and forth. He stumbled slightly, his legs stretching unevenly, while Johnny held him upright; the Hunk sometimes needed a bit of help before his thighs and ass ballooned outwards to support his increased body weight. His feet finally grew as well, stabilizing him while his toes sprawled along the floor. Ricky brought his head up to look at his boyfriend, his eyes full of lust and unbound excitement; he was now a few inches taller than him, standing at 6’1 compared to his 5’10.

Johnny grinned broadly; he shot a glance down at Ricky’s dick, pushing forwards, almost double its original size now. He grabbed it tentatively, stroked it a few times, then brought his hands back to his boyfriend’s chest, ready to feel the rest of his transformation. Ricky pushed out a few guttural moans, getting deeper by the second, as his neck thickened and his face started restructuring, getting more handsome. His usual round and rosy cheeks were now sporting very noticeable dimples, outlined by a sharp jaw. His lips twisted into a cocky smile as he flexed both his arms, the desire to show off taking over his calm self. His biceps grew even bigger, rivaling those of most adept gym goers in a matter of seconds. His pecs also kept growing, his nipples becoming hard, pointy and sensitive. Johnny wrapped his lips around one, licking it, while running a hand over the deepening crevices of his boyfriend’s abs. Ricky, or Rick, at this point, grunted in pleasure, uttering a lustful “oh yeah” before grabbing Johnny’s head with one hand, pushing him in further while his hands grew again, fingers grabbing at his boyfriend’s wet hair.

Johnny felt Rick’s cock poke at his crotch; the Hunk had grown taller yet again, reaching 6’3 and easily towering over him. At this point, both of them were oozing pre-cum, mixing with the warm water of the shower. Hornier than ever, Rick used his powerful hand to bring Johnny’s face into his crotch, inviting him to suck on his throbbing member. His boyfriend obliged, lips wrapping around the thick dick he knew wasn’t even at full size yet. As he got sucked, Rick felt the final dregs of the transformation hit him full force, his thighs and ass getting nice and plump, his face finishing its remodeling by adding a bit of stubble on his chin. Johnny was sucking like a pro; years of experience with a Hunk had nullified any gag reflex he used to have. As he felt his boyfriend’s member reach its final size of 9 and a half inches, he spat it out, standing back up and getting his hand ready to finish jerking his own cock. Rick was faster, however; his two hands grabbed one dick each and pumped expertly, feeling climax coming. The boyfriends leaned into one another, meeting for a lustful kiss as they both came simultaneously, cum washing over their bodies and flowing down to the drain below. Rick smiled, finally spent, holding Johnny with one hand and pushing out the last drops of cum out of his cock with the other.

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After Ricky got back to normal and they both finished cleaning up, Johnny turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. As he grabbed a towel, drying off, he looked in the mirror again and couldn’t help but chuckle. He always thought shower jerk-off sessions with Rick were the weirdest way to start the day, but they were so hot, he couldn’t help doing it again. He went back to their bedroom and got dressed, feeling way more energized than earlier. As he made his way to the kitchen, he heard noise coming from the bathroom. “Weird,” he thought. “We were done showering like 10 minutes ago, why is he still in there?” Johnny opened the door and saw Rick, fully hunked out, admiring himself in the mirror. He looked at him and gave his typical cocky smile, stepping closer…

“Ready for round two?”

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Gym Selfie - Working Together

Jacob was sitting at his computer, scrolling through Tumblr, waiting for time to pass. He shot a quick glance at the time: 10 minutes late. He opened his work one more time, double-checked every detail, making sure everything was good. He checked the time again: 15 minutes late. He sighed, annoyed. Went back to scrolling. Eventually, he got tired. “Where the hell is Bryce?!” he thought. “We agreed on 10, and it’s almost 10:30!” Then, right on cue, his phone lit up with a notification. Jacob hurriedly grabbed it, hoping for news from Bryce, but what he got wasn’t what he was expecting.

Bryc- Bryan had sent him a selfie in what seemed to be a locker room, shirtless with his pants down, showcasing his toned body. Jacob was shocked at first, but that feeling quickly faded, and he saw nothing unusual with the picture.

“What are you doing at the gym??” he replied, annoyed. “We said we’d meet at my place at 10 for homework!” “My bad bro, had to get a quick workout in,” Bryan answered.

Jacob was about to send another angry reply, but a tight feeling in his stomach stopped him. He sat there with his phone in his hands, wondering what he wanted to type. “Whatever,” he thought. He put his phone down and went back to his homework. He started working on Bryan’s part; he might as well do it, if the other guy couldn’t. In university, grades were really important, so he couldn’t let himself be dragged down by an incompetent teammate.

However, unbeknown to Jacob, the tightening he felt was from his abs slowly growing, forming into a six-pack. It made its way upwards, chest pushing slightly against the constraints of his button-up shirt. Jacob still didn’t notice, even though he had to move his elbows away from his body to accommodate his widening shoulders. His torso also stretched a bit longer, forcing the formerly 5’8 student to lean forward to see his screen properly. His arms cramped up as his biceps grew and his hands widened, rendering him quite clumsy on the keyboard. After making an embarrassing amount of typos for a minute or two, Jacob went back to Tumblr. There, his thicker fingers didn’t have to do much. His legs started growing too, thighs and ass expanding in his slim chinos. They lengthened slowly, taking more and more of the small space beneath his desk.

Jacob kept scrolling, unbothered, but moved into a slouch to accommodate his longer legs. As he sped through his home page, posts about books and movies slowly got replaced with posts about fitness and working out, with pictures of guys showing off their progress. Jacob’s mind filled with gym knowledge, and his muscles kept on growing. The first button of his shirt popped as his pecs grew rounder; his sleeves rode past his wrists and up his forearms as his biceps bloated, showing a noticeable peak. Ripping sounds could be heard as his thighs grew so large they tore a first hole in his chinos, then a second. Meanwhile, his feet were lengthening, toes growing into powerful digits that were stretching his socks to their limit. 

Jacob was out of breath at this point, feeling hot from the intense transformation he couldn’t even notice. The posts he was scrolling through kept updating, turning into pictures of models and hot guys in underwear. Instinctively, the uni student reached a hand into his own pair, feeling his hardening dick reacting to the pictures. His usual 4 and a half incher was actually growing past that, reaching a good 6 inches long and getting thicker by the second. His growing bulge sent the button of his pants flying, hitting the desk with a thud. More rips and tears could be heard as his muscles kept on straining his clothes, torso popping another button or two, thighs almost completely turning his pants into shorts and toes creating a few holes in his socks. He absent-mindedly pulled his free arm into a flex, bicep completely tearing through the sleeve. His fist grew bigger and more powerful, while the fingers around his cock grew longer to better pleasure his sensitive member. Pre-cum started leaking from it, flowing down his hand. Suddenly, a louder rip could be heard as his ass inflated and tore a vertical hole through the seat of his pants. Jacob looked down for the first time, grunting annoyedly at the sight of his tattered clothing. He pulled his hand out of his underwear and brought his arm up, flexing his back muscles and popping the rest of the buttons off his shirt. He pulled at its remains, easily ripping it off, before grabbing the top of his destroyed chinos with both hands and pulling them off.

The 20-year-old, slouching on his chair in his underwear, was completely horny by now. He plunged his hand back into his briefs, using his other hand to look up porn on his laptop. His mind was on autopilot, looking up muscular guys fucking each other, showing their power and dominance. He jerked off faster and faster, cock growing past 6 inches, reaching 7, slowly ebbing to 7 and a half. As Jacob stroked, his body followed his cock by adding more muscle onto his gargantuan thighs and chiseled arms. He stretched even taller, just barely reaching 6’1, as his big toe tore another hole into his old socks. He pulled his throbbing member out of his underwear, watching it thicken to match the girth of what he was seeing on his screen. As the student got closer and closer to climax, his face started reshaping, jaw getting sharper, lips getting puffier, brow getting tougher. His features rearranged into a handsome but dumb-looking face, as if all he did with his time was go to the gym and run his hand through his naturally perfect hair. The sparkle of ingenuity in his eyes dimmed as it was replaced by a dull stare that would never go away. Finally, Jac- Jake came all over his chest, shooting ropes of the gooey liquid across his perfect pecs and abs. He panted, spent, and began cleaning up.

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Throwing the last tissue into the bin, Jake picked up his phone again and saw the picture his friend sent him a few minutes ago. He spun his office chair towards his full-view mirror, lifted his arm above his head and took a selfie of his own. He sent it to Bryan with the text: “Y didn’t u wait for me, I thought we were gonna workout together bro.” Bryan immediately replied: “Im not done yet, wanna join me?” Jake smirked, ready for a hot workout with his bro. “Bet,” he quickly typed, before getting his stuff ready to go. As he did, however, he got a text from a name he didn’t recognize. He didn’t bother to read it, he simply clicked on the conversation and sent the selfie he just took. “That’s a good one,” he thought. “Should post that one on Insta later.”

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Werebro - Part 1

Aaron packed up his books and walked out of the university’s library. It wasn’t the first time he studied so late in the evening; it was quite common for him, actually. However, as soon as he stepped outside, he shivered due to a sudden gust of cold wind. “Brr, why is it so cold already, it’s only sunset,” he thought. He shot a glance at the dark pink sky. The full moon was already there, a big glowing orb illuminating the horizon in front of him. “I better take the underground tunnels. Guess I’ll look for werewolves another time,” Aaron whispered under his breath, chuckling. It was a recurring joke between him and his roommate.

The university student went back inside the building and made his way down to the tunnels, a slower, but warmer path to the parking lot. Walking through the dusty passageway, he could hear someone’s footsteps ahead. Running into someone at this hour was unexpected, but he wasn’t worried about it; it was probably another student just like him, staying late to prepare for the upcoming exams. Sure enough, as he turned the corner, he saw a small young man walking in front of him. Although they were going in the same direction, Aaron could tell he was carrying a pile of books in his arms. He seemed to be struggling with them, though: for a second, he looked as though he lost balance, then he dropped the heavy books on the floor all around him. The young man cursed under his breath; he seemed stressed, almost panicked, so Aaron went over to help him. The student definitely looked like the type to struggle with heavy objects: his oversized polo shirt failed to hide his skinny arms, and his jeans accentuated his spindly legs. His round face made him look shy, and his embarrassment only made him seem weaker.

“Hey, need some help? Those look heavy,” Aaron said, bending down to collect the books. However, the second he did, the other boy took a step back and started apologizing: “N-no, don’t bother, it’s okay. No, really, leave it, I should be fine.” Even if he said he didn’t want any help, his weak voice betrayed him. Aaron collected all the books into a neat pile, picked them up (they really were heavy) and handed them to the student. Weirdly enough, from up close, he didn’t look so weak; his arms filled his sleeves nicely, and his protruding Adam’s apple jutted out from the collar of his shirt. Standing in front of each other, they were at the same eye level. “Thanks, man,” he said, in a clearer voice than earlier. “No problem, good night!” replied Aaron, happy he could help.

The other student started walking again, faster than before. However, he didn’t make it ten steps before he dropped his books again, letting out a loud scream. Aaron rushed to his side, but something was definitely wrong this time: the other guy was holding his head between his hands, showing a surprisingly toned bicep. His jeans, almost baggy earlier, were tightly wrapped around his legs, and riding up towards his calves. Aaron finally understood what was going on: he was growing. The guy shot him one last look and managed to groan “Get away!” before his body shot upwards: his pecs grew noticeably bigger, popping the first button off his polo, and he grew taller, so that his shirt no longer covered the lower part of his abdomen. The first signs of abs could be seen below it. Aaron just stood there, mesmerized by the transformation unfolding in front of him. The man started fidgeting with his belt buckle, his thickening fingers making it more and more awkward. Finally, he managed to unfasten his belt, letting his pants down and revealing his powerful thighs underneath. His underwear also seemed to be tightening by the second, with a growing pouch at the front and a ballooning ass at the back.

The growing man clenched his fists, showcasing his powerful knuckles. He let out a deep groan as his shoulders broadened and his arms grew even bigger; the second button of his polo popped as his upper arms completely destroyed its sleeves. His chest was pushing outwards, his pecs taking up even more space under his shirt, until it ripped apart, hanging loosely on his lean but muscular frame. Aaron could see his chiseled abs, now fully exposed. As he was staring at them, he heard a loud noise and looked down: the hunk’s feet were slowly ripping through his shoes, laces snapping and seams bursting, letting his socked feet stretch slowly along the ground.

Grunting again, the changing man lifted his powerful legs and stepped out of the remains of his pants and shoes. While he stepped forward, he easily ripped off the remains of his shirt too. With another loud groan, he suddenly slammed both of his arms on the wall, leaning against it for support as the last part of his transformation began. His once round and shy face was reforming, becoming square and handsome. Stubble appeared along his sharpening jawline, and his brows furrowed. As his fingers elongated, palms stretching on the wall, his underwear showed signs of pressure. His dick was hardening and growing at the same time, visibly testing the limits of the piece of cloth. With a final grunt, his transformation came to a stop.

As the man opened his eyes, Aaron could tell he was not the same shy student he just helped with his books. The man turned his head towards him, and as he looked him in the eye, Aaron felt an unsettling feeling take him over. He quickly turned away, looking at the ground as he swiftly made his way towards the parking lot. “Hey man, what’s wrong?” the guy said, in a much, much deeper voice than earlier. “Come on, bro, I just wanna talk.” Aaron was tempted to trust him, to turn around, but he decided he wanted nothing to do with whatever was happening there. However, as he walked forwards, he could hear muffled footsteps behind him: the bro was following him. Aaron quickened his pace, hoping to make it to his car in time.

Entering the underground parking lot, Aaron quickly made his way towards his parking spot. It wasn’t that far away, but with someone following him, it seemed like miles. However, just as he spotted his car a few lots away, he also saw another guy in front of him. “Help!” Aaron shouted, desperate for any help he could get. “Get him away from me!” he continued, waving in the approximate direction of the hunk following him. However, as he got closer, he noticed the man was leaning forward against the wall. Around him, haphazardly scattered on the floor, were a pair of shoes and a pair of socks. Horror struck Aaron as he realized what was happening, just in time to see the man, with a grunt and a loud noise, bend forward and rip his shirt down the back. Aaron stopped dead in his tracks, not knowing where to go, and just stared at the second hunk as he, too, began his transformation. This one was smoother, as if he was used to it. He used his enlarging hands to grab the front of his t-shirt and rip it clean off, showcasing his already huge arms. His legs were filling up what seemed to be loose-fitting jeans, which somehow made his thighs look even bigger. His bare feet stretched along the ground, toes thickening slightly like the rest of his body. The second hunk then turned around to look at Aaron, who seemed to be stuck in place. He gave him a sly smile as his jaw sharpened, gaining handsome features that made it even harder to look away. 

Aaron was lost in the guy’s eyes, experiencing feelings he’d never felt before, resigning to the situation he found himself in. The man’s pecs heaving up and down with every breath, he slowly made his way towards Aaron. Before the guy got to him, however, Aaron felt a warm hand on his neck. He didn’t feel like running away anymore. He turned around, facing the first bro and his penetrating eyes. “Come on, bro,” he said. “You know you want it.” And Aaron did want it. His mouth was agape, staring at the handsome man in front of him. The bro delicately undid Aaron’s belt buckle and let down his pants and underwear, exposing his throbbing cock to the cool air. Aaron, as if he knew exactly what was expected of him, kneeled in front of the man and slowly slid his underwear down. As the hunk’s huge dick sprung out, he simply stared at it, lips inches away from its throbbing tip. As he felt the bro’s hand on his neck again, Aaron hungrily started sucking his cock. “That’s it, bro, keep going,” he vaguely heard him say. As he kept going, he felt the other bro’s dick entering his ass, from the back. Caught between both, he felt more pleasure than ever, as could be seen by the amount of pre that was leaking out of his cock. However, noticing that is what pulled him out of his trance, as he realized what was happening. He quickly spat out the first bro’s dick just as the guy came, cum landing all over the floor and, a little, on his Aaron’s shirt. Aaron also felt the second bro’s cock slide out of his ass, the moans behind him indicating he was also cumming. However, the student quickly managed to slide his underwear and pants back on, wipe off what he could from his shirt, and make his way to his car. As he drove out, he shot a glance at the two bros through his rearview mirror: they seemed to be flirting in some way, feeling each other’s muscles and performing various strange handshakes. Aaron didn’t have more time to analyze their strange behavior, though, and he made his way home as fast as he could.

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As soon as he entered his dorm, Aaron took a shower to wash off anything that could still be on him from the two bros. He wondered what could have made him want to have sex with them; it was unlike him to go for random hookups, and with guys? Never. It was weird, though; ever since he came back, he had the weird feeling it wasn’t going to be the last time…

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Horny Hunk - Car

Caden was sitting in his car, exhausted after a workout with his best friend Thomas, who was way more athletic than him, but would always go out of his way to bring him along and give him tips. That sweet attitude might be the reason Caden had a pretty big crush on him, though he would never admit it. Thomas was a chick magnet, and wasn’t shy about it. So, Caden was happy just being his gym buddy, and tried to stop himself from checking him out too much in the changing room.

He saw Thomas making his way to his car. “You’re in a hurry,” he said, getting inside. “Well, I didn’t know your showers lasted 20 minutes,” Caden shot back playfully. “Hey! The girl at the reception was checking me out, so I went and got her number,” his friend replied, showing the little piece of paper. “I see, so you’re just desperate to get laid.” “Maybe you should try, you know, your dream guy isn't gonna just show up, you have to talk to people sometimes,” Thomas said with a smirk. “All right, shut up now, before I leave you on the sidewalk.”

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They had been riding for a few minutes, not saying much, until Thomas pulled out his phone and started admiring himself. He never took pictures, but he did love looking at himself, especially after a workout. Caden glanced to the side as he was styling his hair up and looking into his own eyes; he couldn’t help finding it attractive. “Dude, check out these biceps,” Thomas let out with a chuckle. He was flexing his arms repeatedly, showing his noticeable progress, glistening with sweat. Caden tried not to look again, but couldn’t help sneaking a peek. He loved how big they were, and yet still defined…

“Shit!” Caden thought. He was starting to get an erection, and this was not the time nor the place. “Stop doing that,” he said. “You’re being weird.” “You’re being weird!” Thomas replied. “You’re not even complimenting your friend’s awesome gains.” Caden kept his eyes focused on the road, but felt more and more uncomfortable in his seat. “You should feel them, bro, they’re so tight-” “Stop that! I am not touching you!” Caden snapped, though he was blushing slightly. Thomas grinned even wider, finding his reaction funny. “Come on, man! You don’t like it when I do that?” He grabbed his friend’s wrist and brought his hand to his chest. “Feel that, dude. Real muscle.” “Dude, stop!” Caden was actually getting horny now, and had to quickly turn his flasher on and pull over to the side of the road. “Cade, why are we stopping? I’m just messing with you!” Thomas said, playfully punching him on the shoulder. But Caden wasn’t paying attention anymore. He grasped the arms of his seat, a familiar feeling stirring inside him.

Caden tentatively glanced down at his crotch, and saw what he expected to see: his boner was straining against the front of his shorts, visibly getting bigger. He groaned as his transformation began. His hands widened slightly, gripping his seat even tighter, while his arms started packing on muscle rapidly. He tilted his head back, making a whining sound that slowly got deeper. His throat thickened slightly and his chest widened, better adapting to his large arms. Caden groaned again as he felt himself getting taller and felt his pecs filling up, his loose tank top now barely reaching his waist. A hint of abs, more than he ever had, was peeking from under it. His legs stretched too, his thighs getting bigger and his calves gaining definition. The young man, feeling his feet pushing against the front of his shoes, pointlessly tried taking them off by rubbing them together. He then had to spread his legs apart to make space for his bulge and his growing asscheeks.

Thomas was watching the scene, bewildered, and started getting scared, not knowing what was happening to his friend. At this point, Caden was almost as big as him, if not bigger. He tried exiting the car, but his door was locked. As he tried reaching over him to get to the lock, his friend grabbed his wrist with his right hand, his fingers thickening and strengthening his grip. He brought it down to his chest, and slid it under his tank top, on top of his pecs. “You should feel them, bro,” Caden said in his new deeper voice, smirking cockily. Thomas couldn’t help but admire the two mounds as he felt them ballooning under his touch, growing full of powerful muscle. He looked up at the growing man’s face, seeing his friend’s boyish features hardening into squarer, more manly shapes. A hint of stubble also covered part of his face. At this point, Caden was fully enjoying his transformation. He grunted and flexed his arms as he grew again, arms becoming powerful rods of muscle and shoulders bulging outwards. His shredded 6-pack abs were clearly visible just above his widening waist and remarkable cum gutters. He had to pull his legs up slightly as he grew taller again, his thickening thighs making it somewhat difficult. Two loud tearing sounds could be heard as his feet burst out of his training shoes, now several sizes too small. A third ripping sound was heard as his ass grew into a large bubble butt, tearing his shorts right down the middle and freeing his large erection that was nearing 9 or 10 inches now, by how it was tenting the front of his underwear.

Just as Thomas thought the growth was over, Caden let out an even deeper groan. His neck became incredibly thick, his shoulders broadened to the point where he barely fit in the driver’s seat, and his pecs blew up again. It was a miracle his tank top was still intact; it was stretched out over his chest and powerful back muscles, and his pecs were jutting out from the sides. It didn’t even reach his abs anymore, stopping right above his chiseled 8-pack. His legs, already confined in the small space, lengthened one last time, bringing him easily over 6’6. Below them, his feet finished their steady growth, tearing apart his short white socks. Finally, a last ripping sound was heard as his underwear gave way and his enormous 12-inch jock cock erupted from its confines, pointed straight up, the swollen head already leaking pre-cum. Thomas stared at it, feeling his own erection straining his shorts, almost against his own will.

Cade, the Hunk, horny in an almost feral way, grabbed Thomas by the back of the head and shoved him on his throbbing member. He struggled to even fit the thing in his mouth, because of how long and thick it was, but he started hungrily swallowing and licking it, experiencing the salty taste for the first time. Cade closed his eyes in bliss, pushing out deep moans from his enlarged throat. It didn’t take long before he pulled Thomas off and shot ropes of cum, again and again, all over his dashboard, tilting his head backwards and bellowing out a last groan. Thomas, seeing his friend’s humongous dick spurting cum with such intensity, came on the spot. They both panted, out of breath after their simultaneous orgasms.

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Caden sighed, using yet another tissue to clean the cum off his dashboard. He was back to normal now; it never took him too long. He shot a disgruntled look at Thomas, who still seemed a bit shaken and out of breath. “When I tell you to stop, you have to stop. You understand why, now?” Thomas nodded, looking at the stain at the front of his shorts. “I can’t believe you had to find out about this,” Caden added, annoyed, but blushing slightly. Thomas looked over. “When were you planning on telling me?” he asked. “Never!” snapped Caden. “It’s not the sort of thing I bring up in the middle of a conversation, you know. I don’t tell anyone that doesn’t need to know.” Thomas looked at him again, a smirk on his face. “Well, now that I know… Could we do this again sometime?”

[eilorow]

Civic Transform - Ball Playing

Robert was jogging down the street, like every morning. The 24-year-old had taken that habit from his father, who encouraged him from a young age to start the day with a good amount of exercise. Ever since he moved out of the house, and into his new apartment, he kept the habit of going out for a jog every morning. He usually liked to go to Canjel Park, just around the corner, since there were a lot of trees to shield him from the sharp sun rays.

Although being active everyday, Robert didn’t quite show it. He wasn’t small for say, but was still skinnier than most guys his age, and his lean muscles weren’t fit for much more than cardio. Being 6 feet tall also made him look thinner than he really was. The young man didn’t own any proper sportswear, so he usually just wore some old baggy clothes. Today, his outfit was composed of his dad’s old shorts, too big for him, some shoes he bought thinking they would adjust to his feet, but remained just a little too big to be totally comfortable, and some old design shirt that was hanging loosely on his skinny frame.

As he turned and entered through the park gates, he noticed a sign that wasn’t there before, nailed to the washroom building wall. It read “No ball playing in this area” in capital letters. He chuckled to himself, as he couldn’t help but imagine the sign trying to prevent people from fondling their balls. He knew that’s not what they meant, but it still made him smile.

Robert kept jogging as he took a side path in the park, as per his usual routine. With trees on both sides and a few benches to rest on, it was his favorite. However, a few minutes later, a weird feeling started spreading through his body, like apprehension mixed with a tingling sensation. He maintained his rhythm with ease, although he felt itchy in his crotch area. He tugged at his dick to reposition it, and was surprised to see it instantly raise up to half-mast. He let go of it instantly, not wanting to embarrass himself in public, and kept going.

However, as the young man kept running, he started getting horny, and caught his hands drifting towards his cock. He was trying hard to stop himself, but as he grew itchier and itchier, he couldn’t help but grab it for a few seconds. He then looked down to see his 4-inch dick fully erect and poking at his shorts. Disgusted of himself, he let go immediately and turned around, wondering why he had so much sexual energy all of a sudden.

The jogger focused on ignoring his cock, no matter how horny he felt. He breathed heavily and managed to keep his focus for around half of the way to the entrance. He felt his crotch becoming tighter and tighter, but never dared to look, until he couldn’t stop himself anymore. He stopped dead in his tracks when he looked down, as his dick was a good inch longer than usual.

He stared at it for a few seconds, bewildered. Looking around, he saw a park bench and decided to sit down, to catch his breath for a moment. He sat there, staring at his 5-inch dick, and wondering why it made him feel so horny. He was resting his hands on his laps, though his fingers kept moving slightly, as if slowly trying to reach his cock. He kept them in place, though his resistance was falling, little by little. Eventually, he couldn’t hold it anymore; his right hand gripped his dick and started slowly stroking it. Robert threw his head back in pleasure, moaning softly, before looking down at his cock. Its head was shooting upwards, moving further every time his hand stroked its length. He remained in this sexual daze for a short while before another wave of apprehension hit him. He shivered slightly and got back to his senses, letting go in a panic when he saw his cock jutting out a good 6 inches.

The young man stood up, his mind focused only on getting out of this place. He didn’t know what caused his situation, but he needed to get out. He started running towards the entrance, faster than before, but struggling more, as his member grazed the side of his thighs from time to time, bringing back a bit of pleasure. He kept his thoughts anchored on the exit, following the path he knew like the back of his hand. However, as he kept running, he kept thinking back to the sign at the entrance. “No ball playing”. He shook his head, but just couldn’t stop thinking about it. He felt more and more pleasure in his crotch area, and looked down to see a 7-inch cock caught between two thick thighs. He was getting bloated, even though he’d only been running for a little bit. He could also feel the first drops of pre-cum leaking, staining his underwear. The sensation of his dick rubbing against his thighs was making him crazy and horny, but he kept his fast rhythm, heading towards the exit.

As he turned past the last patch of trees, he finally saw the exit, in front of him. He slowed down a bit as he finally felt relieved, safe, and about to be out of this mess. However, as he was approaching it, thoughts of the sign kept coming back into his head. Almost against his will, he slowly turned his head and looked at it again. Suddenly, he felt his balls inflate, growing slowly in size as his dick pushed out more pre-cum. Robert looked down at his wet 8-inch cock and could not resist gripping it with both hands. He stroked it slowly, moaning softly, and stumbled his way to the wall the sign was nailed to. He pressed his back against it and started stroking faster. As he did, his muscles started growing again, getting much bigger than they had ever been. His pecs jutted out, slightly pushing the front of his shirt, as his shoulders broadened. His biceps and forearms grew into powerful arms that let him jerk off even faster. His hands also grew, his fingers thickening and the palms of his hands broadening. Meanwhile, he was also getting taller, his torso stretching as he developed a 6-pack of abs that were showing under his now tight shirt. His legs started thickening as well, his thighs and calves pumping up, finally showing some sort of progress after his training. His feet lengthened, filling up his large shoes. Then, his legs started stretching as well, bringing him to around 6’3. Finally, his facial figures changed, his face getting wider as his jaw squared up, his chin and nose pushing out in the process. He now was more of a 34-year-old than a 24-year-old, and he sure felt like it too. As his moans kept getting louder but deeper as his voice matured, he finally came, shooting ropes repeatedly on the grass in front of him. 

Robert put his now 9-inch cock back in his pants and took a good look at himself. His shorts now stopped above his knees, and held his large buttocks tightly in the back. His shirt, now too small, was lifted in a way that made a bit of his abs visible. His feet were slightly cramped in his shoes that barely fit him now. The man grabbed his balls through his pants, jiggled them and chuckled, thinking of the sign. “Well, I never was one for rules anyway!” he thought, before standing back up and walking home.

[eilorow]

Civic Transform - Nude Beach

It was a bright and sunny May day when Loïc decided to spend his afternoon at the beach. He still had to study for his finals, but liked to do so in the sun whenever possible. He put on a plain blue T-shirt and jean shorts, along with his sandals, and hopped into his car. The student always wore a shirt at the beach, not that he was ashamed of his body, but simply that he disliked showing any skin to strangers. Even wearing shorts and sandals was a whole ordeal, and he was actually looking forward to fall, when he could safely wear his beloved long-sleeved shirts. Although he wasn’t ashamed of it, his body was still average, at most. Pale and relatively skinny, he never really did exercise, being busy with his college classes. He had semi-long messy brown hair, wore glasses and, at 20 years old, stood at a middling 5’8. Finally, his 3.5-inch long dick, hard, was just enough for him.

When Loïc arrived at the parking lot, it was already halfway filled with cars. “Busy day,” he thought. As long as he could find a cozy, quiet spot, he would have a good time anyway. He grabbed his towel and the book he was planning to read, and headed out to the coast. As he stepped out onto the sand, he saw a clear area with very few beachgoers and no-one splashing around and making noise in the water, which was perfect for him. However, as he was walking towards it, he spotted a big sign only a couple dozen feet away, and went to check it out. It read: “BEYOND THIS POINT YOU MAY ENCOUNTER NUDE SUNBATHERS”. He grunted, annoyed, at its sight. He definitely didn’t want to be next to the “freak zone”, as he called it, but as he looked around the clothed side of the beach, he really saw no other good spot other than the one he was headed to. He decided to go there anyway; he would simply have to permanently look the other way. Loïc eventually laid down his towel on the warm sand and took out his notebook. He made sure to sit down facing the opposite way from the nude beach, and tried to forget that it was even there.

However, as the young man was going through the pages, he found it progressively harder to focus. Something was nagging him at the back of his head, but he couldn’t figure out what. He shuffled on his towel, annoyed, and thought about the nude beach again, and how unpleasant it was to be near such freaky people. He kept trying to read, not noticing how his cock had gotten hard at the thought. It was of no use, though, as the image of the nude beach sign popped up inside his head. His dick started stretching, reaching up to 4 inches long. The words were jumbling up inside his head, letters mixing until he couldn’t read anymore. Loïc got really frustrated; he really needed to review these notes for the upcoming exam. His cock, now thicker and 4.5 inches long, was promptly tugging at his crotch. Feeling pressure in his pants, he looked down and gasped at his bigger meat that was begging for attention. Pretending to ignore it, the student decided to take a break and walk around for a few minutes.

He made a few shy steps around before heading confidently, if unwillingly, towards the sign. As he walked, he started feeling hotter and hotter in a way that became almost uncomfortable. Also, his shirt started clinging tightly to his torso, more so than it had ever done before. It was hugging every curve in his pecs and biceps, which were clearly bigger than earlier. Loïc did everything to keep his privacy, and his clothes on; he disliked those show-off dudes who were always prancing around with their shirts off. However, after tolerating it for a while, the junior simply couldn’t take it anymore; he hurriedly took his T-shirt off and threw it on the ground with no further regard. Finally freed, his muscles grew even more. His biceps and forearms bulged while his shoulders broadened. His torso expanded out to support his inflating pecs, as his abs tightened into a six-pack. His back also grew out and stretched, gaining 2 inches and bringing the growing young man to 5’10.

Still hot, but feeling much better, Loïc still paid no attention to his muscular upper body. It was natural, after all, to be shirtless at the beach. He felt something tight at his left hand, and looked down to see he was still wearing his watch. His wrist, larger since the growth spurt, was now too large for the instrument. With a carelessness he could’ve never had towards it before, he unclipped it and let it fall to the ground. As he did so, he watched his fingers slowly thicken, elongating in front of his eyes as his hands broadened and stretched. He, however, had to quickly thrust them behind his head; he bit his lip as he watched his dick stretching half an inch longer, reaching 5 inches long, and making it especially difficult to keep his bigger, powerful hands away from it. The growth subsiding, he relaxed his arms back to his sides.

Although no longer feeling hot under the sun, Loïc still felt something wasn’t right. “Why am I wearing shorts on top of my swimsuit?” he thought, “I’m at the beach!” As he said that, muscles started growing in his legs, his quads and ass plumping up and tightening his legwear. Undoing his belt and slipping the piece of clothing down, he revealed what was under it; a tight, almost skimpy, white and red striped stretchy swimsuit he definitely didn’t put on that morning, that showed every detail of his new larger bulge. The bathing suit seemed perfectly usual to Loïc, who didn’t notice it, nor his legs growing further, his quads enlarging while his ass was blowing up and his calves were thickening. As he stepped out of the jeans, his legs stretched 2 inches longer, bringing the confused student up to 6 feet.

As he kept walking, he felt the need to remove his sandals. What was a good day at the beach without feeling the sand between your toes? Without hesitation, the 20-year-old boy slipped off his footwear, leaving his sandals behind him, half-buried into the ground. As he did so, his feet started elongating, arching slightly as his body grew another inch, bringing him to 6’1. The now fit student kept walking towards the nude beach sign, almost becoming eager to reach it. The young man barely had any clothing on, at this point, but as much as his body had changed, his face remained practically untouched. 

Seconds later, Loïc was fidgeting with one of the last things he still had on: his chain. It was a present from his parents, who gave it to him when he started high school as a good-luck charm for his studies. He had never removed it as part of a tradition, and also to take every chance he could to be successful. However, now, he felt confused as to why it was so important to him. What was the big deal about studies? Sure, it could help you get a good job, but those jobs were usually boring; the real world was out there, meeting new people, not crammed in some classroom learning about cells and stuff. Playing with the lock, at the back, he clipped it off and watched as it fell on the warm sand. He raised his shoulders and kept walking, not noticing his thickening neck. Suddenly, he gulped loudly, feeling his larger Adam’s apple bob. As he brought up his right hand to feel it, he also lifted his left hand towards his face to feel the changes happening. His nose straightened up and poked out further, his lips plumped up, his cheekbones rose up slightly, his chin pushed out a little, and his jaw broadened. He now looked objectively handsome, with straight white teeth and a sneering grin to match. While his hands were still busy feeling his face, he brusquely let out a deeper groan as he felt his body cramp up again, his muscles thickening up slightly while his spine stretched out an extra inch, bringing him to 6’2. He also let out a weak moan as he felt his dick lengthening slowly, girthing up as it slowly grew an inch longer and reached 6 inches long, leaking out pre.

The growth having finally subsided, Loïc, feeling slightly dazed, stumbled on the sand and caused his glasses to slip off his wider face. As he bent over to look for them, he blinked a few times and noticed he could see perfectly without them. Nonetheless, when looking on the ground, he spotted a pair of colored sunglasses that he recognised as his. He swiftly picked them up and put them on, readjusting his eyes to a more comfortable level of sunlight. The glasses also caused a few changes to his body, spreading a tan over his skin and a dusting of hair around his arms and legs. A well-kept stubble grew out around his jaw while his hair styled out, retracting back inside his head while fluffing up at the top. 

His body and mind truly those of a beach jock, he finally reached the sign at the limit of the nude beach. “Well,” Loïc thought, “there’s only one thing left for me to take off.” The fit 20-year-old quickly took off his bathing suit as he had done dozens of times, pulling it off in one swift motion while keeping it in his hand. He gripped the post as he moaned deeply, his dick going through its last growth spurt. The former A-grade student shuddered slightly as he watched his cock slowly stretch out, while also thickening and plumping up, becoming slightly chubby as his balls dropped down. After a few seconds of slow, pleasurable lengthening, his dick reached 2 inches further. Loïc barely had time to take a breath before he started cumming repeatedly on the sign.

With an 8-inch long cock of seizable girth, Loïc was well equipped to get any guy he wanted. The 6’2 fit, tan and handsome guy definitely didn’t care about school anymore, or about hiding his body. He stood, catching his breath next to the sign. “Whoops,” he thought. “I’m not quite on the nude beach yet.” He put his swimsuit in front of his genitals, more as a tease than anything else, and looked over the area. “I won’t miss this side of the place. I don’t know why I even went there in the first place, through all the boring people. The real fun’s on this side!” he thought again, grinning widely before turning back to join those he used to call freaks, exposing his plump backside for the whole place to see.

[eilorow]

Family Bond - Part 1

Tyler was a 19 year-old teenager who lived alone with his dad in their small home. His mother had passed away in an accident a few years ago, so he and his father stuck close together. They would usually play board games or look at science magazines, spending entire weekend afternoons with quality family time.

However, Tyler was not a happy boy. Standing at 5’7, and very skinny, he attracted the attention of his school’s football team, who enjoyed making his life a living nightmare. As a puny sophomore, there is nothing much he could do to prevent them. What added insult to the injury is the fact that, deep down, Tyler had always wished he could be one of them. He was longing for popularity and friendship, two things he was never able to obtain.

One day, Tyler was walking home after a rough session of bullying. The football team had pushed him inside his locker and locked him in, meaning he had to bang on the door until the janitor went and fetched a metal cutter to set him free from the lock. He was feeling even more down than usual, so when he passed by the local sports supplies store, he couldn’t help but feel sour. He kept thinking “why couldn’t that be me?” As he was about to go past it, he got an idea. He went inside and bought a football; he had never tried before, so how else would he know if he had some kind of potential? Feeling a little ashamed of his spontaneous purchase, he continued walking towards his home.

“Dad, I’m home!” Tyler yelled, while stepping through the front door. No answer; his dad must be out getting errands done. He slumped his way to his room and dumped his bag and football on the floor. He then sat on his bed and held his head in his hands. Still thinking about his day at school, he pouted at the ball next to him; it was a stupid idea to even buy it in the first place, but he might as well do something with it. He decided to take it outside and try it out; he put on a red t-shirt, black sweatpants and his white and red running shoes.

As he was walking towards the back door, his attention was suddenly driven towards the garage. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly why, but he had a sudden urge to go there instead. In the back of the room, he saw his dad’s old workout furniture. There was a stationary bike and a bench with some free weights. Tyler had never wanted to use the weights, but felt like trying something new.

The teenager moved over to the bench, apprehensively, and dropped his football next to it. He then grabbed a couple of weights, got on his back, and started lifting. That was when he started growing. As he was bringing his arms up and down, they were getting slightly bigger, his biceps inflating until he had an easier time keeping the weights up, and his hands enlarging until he could comfortably wrap them around the dumbbells. His chest and pecs puffed up slightly as his shoulders started broadening, filling his once loose t-shirt until it fit him snugly. His back also broadened and stretched, making him grow from 5’7 to 5’9. Then, his legs bulked up slightly, tightening his sweatpants who lightened to a dark grey color.

After dropping the weights next to him, Tyler got up from the bench, not noticing his tighter clothes or increased height. As he headed towards the stationary bike, he grabbed his football from the floor. Once on the bike, he cranked the knob to make it a bit harder for himself. When he started pedaling, he went much faster than he normally would’ve. Then, as his legs were gaining speed, they started growing as well. His thighs and calves swelled bigger and bigger, until his sweatpants were tight enough to ride above his ankles, as they turned a medium shade of grey. His ass started plumping up, slightly raising his vantage point. His feet were twisting in his shoes, lengthening until they took up the whole space, hurting slightly from being constricted. His legs also stretched until he grew two extra inches, bringing him up to 5’11. Then, as if an old habit was coming back, he started throwing the ball up and catching it, while pedaling on the bike.

After stopping the bike and stepping off, the now fit young man went towards the bench again, still not noticing his changes, in spite of the fact he was slightly unbalanced due to his 4 new inches of height. However, after dropping his football next to it, he decided to do some push-ups instead. He walked a few steps over and positioned himself on the hard ground. He did one, two, three in a row, not even stopping to catch his breath in between each one, going up and down easier than ever before in his life. Suddenly, after a few more push-ups, he got a searing pain in his stomach, as if all his abs had cramped at once. He immediately dropped on the ground, writhing in pain all over, and started growing again. He felt as if he was being stretched from all over, groaning as all his muscles grew at the same time.

As the pain started to fade, Tyler felt his cock getting erect, pointing up its fully hard 4 inches. He propped his arms forwards, trying to stabilize himself into getting back up, but was distracted by the feeling of his neck thickening. He pushed out a deeper groan as his face started changing slowly, his nose and chin pushing forwards as his jaw hardened. His hair also lightened from dark brown to a lighter brown as his meager body hair receded back into his skin. He tried to get up again, only to watch his hands grow, his fingers stretching and thickening against the ground, his palms and knuckles broadening. The growth moved up to his forearms, biceps and shoulders, bulking and bulging until both sleeves ripped off of his t-shirt, leaving him in some kind of tank top exposing his muscly arms.

The exhausted and groaning Tyler finally managed to prop himself into a sitting position, only to feel a sharp pain mixed with pleasure coming from his crotch area. He looked down in bewilderment to see his dick poking out further, as it grew from 4 to 5 inches. He then felt a heaving at his chest as his shirt ripped to bloating pecs, broadening shoulders and an expanding torso. He looked down to see his abs chiseling, forming a bulky 6-pack above a muscly pelvis. He then put his buffed arms forwards again, using them to prop his legs up into a kind of push-up position, trying to stand up again. He was interrupted by the feeling of his legs growing again, looking between his arms to watch his thighs and calves bulking up into meaty legs while his ass was puffing out again, causing his pants to ride up to just under his knees, as they turned an even lighter shade of grey. He suddenly let out a moan, as he watched his dick start to grow again in girth and in length, reaching 6 inches, the pleasure causing him to buckle and fall on his knees. Feeling a sharp pain at his feet, he looked back to see them push out from the front of his shoes, until the soles eventually gave out. The destroyed shoes falling on the ground, he could see his white socks tightly stretched across his huge feet. He then felt another wave of pleasure, arching his back and moaning deeply as his dick grew girthier and longer, reaching 7 inches.

Out of breath, and finally feeling the transformation subside, he propped a leg up and stood up. He felt unsteady at first, thrown off due to him reaching 6’1 during his last growth spurt. Pre was leaking from his dick as he made his way back to the bench, wobbling slightly, only to fall forwards onto it, grabbing both sides to steady himself. As he was wincing in apprehension of the coming growth, a rich tan started spreading on his skin as his face changed again, his brows furrowing, forehead pushing forwards with his widening nose and hardening chin, his cheeks and jaw muscling up, his lips plumping up as his now blonde hair receded into his head, giving him a short buzz cut. As his neck started thickening, he pushed out a deepening groan as he started contorting. His hands grew and strengthened his grip on the bench, his arms bulked up, his torso stretched up and expanded, his back pumped up, his pecs and ass blew up, his thighs and calves bulged and stretched out, and his elongating feet arched upwards to support his new height. His pants rode up to his knees, became white and turned into some kind of stretchy material. Ultimately, he cried out a deep moan as his dick girthed up and stretched to an impressive 8 inches, making him cum on the spot.

Tyler remained there for a few seconds, his head down, a dumb, sweaty, panting, 6’3 buffed up jock in white stretchy pants that showed his muscly ass and thighs. After catching his breath for a bit and letting his dick soften up, the athlete lifted his head up, looking down below the bench, not noticing the new white and red wristbands he was wearing, and saw his football and a cap he recognized as his. He picked up the first and put the second on backwards, then leaned on the bench to cool down further. When he was done fully catching his breath, he got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

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Tyler is now a senior in college. At 21 years old, 6’3 and 240 pounds, the star player of the football team feared no intimidation or bullying. As for friends, he was the one choosing who to decline, as he was one of the most popular guys in school.