(Here’s a longer one for y’all! It’s been burning a hole in my drafts since the GrowingGuys dump. Consider it a Thanksgiving treat)
I ran my fingers through Diego’s slick, sweaty hair.
“Too easy,” I said in his deep, Mexican accent to the rest of the group. They whooped and cheered, impressed and admiring my work. Several of them had to adjust their swelling cocks.
Spending time the sauna has always made for some amazing times. My body always took on interesting characteristics whenever it was in steamy and slick and hot and sweaty environments, becoming elastic and malleable in all sorts of ways; I’m pretty sure I could do just about anything if I wanted to if I focused hard enough. Going to the gym was always great because 1) I’d be able to tone my body to get better and better dudes to come home with me, but 2) the real fun began in the sauna. The rest of the guys liked it, too—it was something new, interesting, and unique and provided a hell of a show and some good entertainment while they lounged in the steamy heat. We’re all pretty well built, some of us athletes, some of us natural body builders, and then people like me who just wanted to maintain a fuckable appearance. We were also fresh from our workouts, so the hazy room was thick with our combined musks, aglow with our combined pheromones, smelling like pure sex and manliness. I guess you can blame that for what happened in the following hour.
I started out this particular sauna session by showing the 5 other guys how I could easily stretch my arms from one side of the room to the other, and how I could bend over backwards to feed my upper torso through my legs and back around again. What really got them going was when I pulled my cock out and out and out, like a clown pulling scarves out of his mouth, until it piled up high like a garden hose, showing off my impressive elasticity. After some compliments and praise, the guy now laying down behind Diego spoke up. I’d seen him here before, as well as Diego.
“Come on man, we’ve seen all this! What about some other tricks? Do you… I don’t know, think you could enter into somebody else?”
An anticipated silence fell over the room.
“What, like a possession?”
“Body suit, possession… Whatever you want to call it. Just… going into someone’s body and walking and talking like them?” he adjusted himself, clearly turned on by his suggestion.
I shrugged, unsure of whether or not it could happen, but willing to try anything. I looked over at Diego, a regular at the gym and an even more frequent regular in my sauna sessions. He was irresistibly hot, built like a mack truck, and it aroused me like hell to know that I was the one he thought was hot. Granted, I’ve got a good swimmer’s build, but I’ve got nothing on him. He seemed to love watching me do my little tricks, and I was so looking forward to incorporating him into my playtime.
I bucked my chin up at him, “Whadya say, Diego? Be my test dummy?”
His voice caught in his throat and he brought his hands down over his waist, trying and failing concealing a boner under his towel. And why!? That’s not an issue for me, I love it when I make dudes hard.
He sputtered excitedly, “Absolutely, man! Go for it.”
I smiled at him, my brave Latin Adonis, willing to try anything. I stood up, shivering as I willed my cock to slurp back into my body, retracting like measuring tape until it hit its standard length, my arms sucking back into my body and stopping at their usual length. I slowly approached Diego, who licked his lips and took in shallow, excited breaths. I knelt down in front of him and threw off the towel covering his waist to whoops and hollers of support from the onlookers. He grinned up at me as his huge cock sprung up and slapped his sweaty abs. I grinned back at him and crawled over him, squatting over his torso and letting my cock brush against his abs. Being so close to him, I could smell his powerful aroma more strongly and inhaled deeply, causing my cock to harden and lift up to slap my own lower torso, bringing a webby trail of pre from his abs to mine. I reached behind me and guided his hard cock towards my asshole, which I focused on to stretch open to accommodate his wide girth, then tightly squeezing it back to wrap around his manhood once it was fully inside me. His breathing shuddered and he looked at me with lustful eyes. I started riding his dick, bouncing up and down and letting sweat drip off my face and hair and onto his body.
As I rocked, I asked in panting breaths, “You sure about this, bro?”
“Fuck yeah, bro. Just do it.” he panted back.
“This might feel strange,” I warned with heavy breaths. “But don’t worry, dude, I’m not gonna hurt you. At some point I may need your help so just look out for my signal.” he just nodded, breathing heavy and looking down at my chistled body as I rode his horse dick. I squeezed his pec and pinched a nipple and he gave out a pleased vocalization and looked back up at me, still bucking, “Thanks for trying this out with me, dude. Just breathe through the nose. Ready?”
“Ready!” he cried breathlessly, clearly already thoroughly enjoying himself.
As he bucked his hips up, driving his meat deeper in me, I planted a wet, sweaty kiss on his equally wet, sweaty mouth. He welcomed the kiss eagerly, so I stuck my tongue in, making it stretch deeper down is throat. He gave off a few choking sounds but I put my hand to his cheek, reminding him to breath through the nose. The guys around us were silently watching, and he and I could hear wet fleshy slaps, knowing a bunch of sweaty, hunky gym rats were getting off from our display. ‘Alright, going in!’ I thought as I rolled my eyes back and allowed my head to compress.
I plunged my head into his mouth, hearing the muffled sounds of the guys shouting, not expecting to see what they saw. Diego just kept uttering deep, muffled grunts, continuing to thrust into my asshole and trusting me to do what I needed to do. I wiggled inside his mouth, coaxing my neck, shoulders, and chest to compress too, making myself as thin and narrow as I could, understanding that Diego unfortunately did not share the same elastic qualities as me. At this point, I felt his cock dislodge from my asshole with a *pop* as I plunged deeper into Diego. As I neared my waist, I used a free hand to pat Diego’s chest. Thankfully, he understood the signal as he held me from my waist and lifted my legs up in the air, making the rest of my journey a straight shot down. I let gravity do most of the work now, only having to make my waist and legs slender and narrow. Diego’s gut had been growing before, but now it started to look distended and impregnated as I coiled into his being. I kept my cock it’s standard size, thinking it would’ve been a treat for Diego to let him completely swallow my slick, erect dick and sweaty balls at their full, erect size. Diego groaned and grunted as the last of me slipped into him with a wet slurping sound and I could feel his throat muscles pushing me down into him as he swallowed heavily.
As I landed in his guts, writhing and finding my positioning, I could feel the fleshy warm walls around me vibrate thunderously as he forced out a massive, deep belch to the laughter of the guys. ‘Show off,’ I thought while inside him with a cheeky grin. I could hear muffled talking and his deep panting breaths as the rest of the guys asked how it feels. He was on the verge of telling them how goddamn good and surreal and orgasmic it felt to have me inside him, but I decided to spring into action immediately, so as to not hang out in the corrosive juices of his gut for too long. I knew that his world was being rocked right now as I quickly started to reposition myself within his body. I felt someone remark that he looked like he was pregnant with a den of snakes to the laughter of the other guys as Diego convulsed and allowed me to make myself comfortable. I shoved myself into all of the right positions of his body, feeling myself stretch larger and taller to fit the mold of his body. I shot into his head and opened his clenched eyes, breathing in a loud, heaving gasp and panting heavily.
I looked around at the slack-jawed, silent crowd, waiting to hear whether or not I was successful or if something bad had happened to me. I ran my fingers through Diego’s slick, sweaty hair and decided to break the suspense.
“Too easy,” I said in his deep, Mexican accent to the sauna crowd. They lost it.
“I’ll be goddamned.” the man sitting behind Diego said under his breath, openly stroking himself off. I turned around and fondled his balls and winked at him.
“Wait, if you entered through his mouth…” some football jock finally spoke up from the corner of the sauna, “then what was the point of letting him fuck you at the beginning?”
I blushed, trying to think of a lie but coming up empty, “… Look, can’t a guy just have some fun?” I asked jokingly but honestly to the laughter of the crowd. Diego and I had probably secretly wanted to do just that since I first met him several weeks ago. The jock grinned and shrugged his shoulders understandingly, looking back down at the cloth covering his bits. I could feel Diego’s turgid cock (which, incredibly, hadn’t yet burst) swinging in front of me as I watched the jock. Big guy, cute guy. I bet it’d be nice to fuck him, my new biology told me. It’s no surprise that Diego is a top.
“So how do you get out of him?” another in the audience asked—a beefy black man who did stunt work, from what I’ve heard.
I pondered over the question, honestly unsure of the answer. I was having a terrific time, and so was Diego’s consciousness, which I could feel in the back of my mind, but it was clearly also wishing to have control over its own body once again. Guess I should pack it up and head out. One last thing before I do…
“Not sure, man, figured I just find the exit somehow,” they all laughed at the cavalier response. I chuckled a bit too and glanced down at Diego’s mouthwatering cock and balls. I scooped his junk into my hand and admired its weight, jostling his bits around a little. “But before I give it a shot, I want to… lemme just…”
I gripped onto Diego’s hard cock and started pumping. I could feel his consciousness giving its approval and enjoying the sensation, too, so I went into it with more fervor. I closed his eyes and I beat his meat at a more rapid pace, lost in the ecstasy of the moment, feeling up his chest and abs with my free hand and yanking rhythmically with the other. I lifted up his pits and buried his face into it, inhaling deeply and grunting deeply. FUCK, he had such an intoxicating stench… I couldn’t believe this was the body I now occupied, that I was jerking off. I just let myself get lost in the ecstasy of all of it.
I slipped into habit and did what I normally do during these stretchy sauna sessions. I yanked his meat up, making it stretch upwards but retain its thickness and hardness, and put it into my greedy mouth. I was too lost in the moment to hear the group around me gasp at the sight. I kept pumping and sucking, making my lips stretch down and wrap around the entire length of the absurdly long cock, bending my head down to take in the full length of it and allowing the cock head to press up against the back of my throat, allowing the back of my neck to stretch out with the lump of the cock head protruding underneath it. The guys continued to marvel at what was happening, all of them stroking their own meat.
Still stuck in habit, I did what I normally did and blew hard into the tip of the cock, making its length, girth, and his pendulous balls balloon larger in size. I moaned, oblivious to both my actions and the disbelief of the onlookers, as I continued to do what I could to amplify the intensity of my self-pleasure. Habit kicked in once again as I plugged my nose with my free hand and tightened my lips shut, blowing into my mouth hard, as I normally do in the sauna sessions, Diego’s already massive muscles and body doubled in size all over, as if inflating. I could also smell Diego’s stench amplifying, pervading his nostrils and sending me deeper into feral, lustful mindlessness. The guys were stunned and staring, all of them almost blowing their load just at the very sight of me. I wrapped both of my massive hands around my absurdly enlarged cock, neither of my fingertips meeting, and pumped more ferociously, nearing myself towards completion with my eyes tight shut.
“UUUUHHOOOOOOHHHHHhhhhhh” I moaned deeply up at the ceiling and bucked my hips, ropes and ropes of cum the size of water from a garden hose came firing out of me, splashing against the back wall, the ceiling, and spreading across the floor, splashing against the guys who then lost it and fired their own loads into themselves, mixing with the copious volumes of my own.
As I opened my eyes, still gushing lighter spurts of cum, Diego’s inflated extremeties began quickly deflating back to their normal, albeit still giant, size as I moaned and caught my breath, pushing my hands through Diego’s hair to get it out my face and subsequently drenching his sweaty hair in his own cum.
I looked over at the guys who sat stunned in silence, their cocks spurting the last of their seed, and coated in Diego’s jizz, along with most of the sauna.
“Sorry boys, guess I got a little carried away!” I remarked humbly as I stood up, Diego’s jizz spilling off his torso, slipping slightly on the gooey, slick floor but catching my balance. The guys were still staring at me slack-jawed.
“What?! It’s not like y’all aren’t used to it. I mean, last week I—…” I stopped with realization. It wasn’t that they weren’t used to this type of display, it was that they weren’t used to someone else engaged in this type of display. I looked down, not only realizing I was still in Diego’s body, but that I had manipulated his physical form in the exact way I could when I wasn’t occupying him. How could this be possible?
“Holy shit,” I remarked quietly in disbelief. ‘Holy shit!!’ I could feel Diego’s consciousness echo with much more enthusiasm.
It was then that I could feel my true body losing control and beginning to retract and find an exit from Diego’s body. His eyes went slack and his body stood limply as I reverted back to the thin, snake-like form in his gut, once again ‘impregnating him with a den of snakes,’ as one of the guys so colorfully put it, and searched for a way out. I snaked through him through a coiled, twisting, fleshy tunnel, quickly realizing where I was.
Diego’s consciousness snapped back to reality in its rightful bod and he stood up straight taking heavy breaths. He look around at the guys wide-eyed with breathless laughter, fully aware of what had just transpired. His moment was short lived, as he noticed his gut was still swollen with a writhing mass, quickly descending lower down his abdomen. He groaned and grunted and bent over, suddenly feeling like he was going to shit himself in front of everyone. He put his hands on his knees and groaned deeply and loudly, clenching his eyes tightly closed.
“HHHHUUUURRFNNNGGUUUHHHH….” Diego grunted and groaned as the first of me—my head, neck, shoulders and chest—emerged from out of his asshole with wet squelching sounds. I continued sliding out of him as his knees and legs shook. It felt to him like an absurdly long shit was coming out but also feeling incredibly aroused as I slid over his prostate, making his cock hard as he bent over. I continued to wetly spill out of his hole, coiling on the ground and quickly inflating back to my usual swimmer’s build-size, my coiled body thrashing around and unfolding like an inflating life raft. The last of me—my hips, cock, legs, and feet—excited his hole with a wet, slurping, squelching *pop*, and landed against the floor with a wet slap, making juices and mucus pour out of him like a woman’s water breaking.
I finished inflating back to my regular size. I sat back on the ground, panting, soaked in the mucus and the juices of his body, staring up at him with an open-mouthed, wide smile. He looked back and me with a blank, orgasmic expression and stood back up straight, rubbing his ass a little bit at the incredible yet slightly painful sensation. The room remained in stunned silence.
“That’s the most incredible fucking thing I’ve ever felt in my life,” Diego broke the silence with aroused amazement.
“Likewise, dude,” I said standing up clumsily, sauntering back over to where I was originally sitting, slapping his ass along the way.
I plopped down on the bench, toweling myself off and catching my breath, while Diego stood composing himself. He seemed… off… like something was new, or something was left over inside him. He kept looking down on himself, studying his body. Rafael noticed him too and spoke up.
“Yo, Diego, you good?” Rafael asked with father-like curiosity and concern, sitting nude on his bench. His cock still turgid from.. well, everything. “You’re looking at little comatose.”
“Yeah, man, it’s just…” Diego answered, still looking over himself.
“Just what?” Rafael proded.
“I feel like… feel like maybe I could…” he didn’t finish his thought and instead pointed an arm towards Rafael, seemingly concentrating very hard. Rafael looked around the room, wondering what the deal was, not really sure how to respond, when suddenly, the impossible happened.
Slowly, Diego’s arm began extending at the shoulder. It retained its normal, beastly musculature, but was unmistakably getting longer and longer, picking up speed as it reached across the room towards Rafael. Rafael looked at it approaching with a blank look on his face, in complete disbelief at what was happening. Diego looked back at me and giggled like a child, overwhelmed with the exciting discovery of this new ability. I could only stare at him and gawk.
His hand landed on Rafael’s dick, making Rafael gasp, and started pumping from across the room. Rafael looked up and chuckled amazed and breathless at Diego. Diego took full advantage of the moment and started sending his hard cock across the room, drifting stiff and rigid through the air as Rafael caught it and plugged it straight into his mouth, immediately getting to sucking.
“Yeah, suck that cock, you greedy fucking hunk,” Diego growled at Rafael, who responded by flexing his arms, not letting the cock drop out of his mouth as he bobbed his head forward and back. Diego looked back at the group, lifting his other hand from Rafael’s cock to his face, driven with lust like an incubus. “I’m going in, gentlemen,” he looked back at Rafael, “suck me down, dude, don’t stop.” Rafael winked at him, still bobbing on the cock.
Diego let out a shuddering sigh as he stretched his other arm out and held onto both sides of Rafael’s face. He pulled himself in towards Rafael, feeding his cock down Rafael’s throat and not stopping until his shaved groin was pressed against Rafael’s sexy face. I, like everyone else, couldn’t stop aggressively jacking off at the sight of this. Diego rolled his eyes back allowed himself to be fully fed into Rafael, moaning loudly, and feeling his body thin and descend into Rafael’s sucking maw. Rafael scooted forward and sat at the edge of the bench, gripped the undersides of the bench with his meaty paws, making his sweaty balls and hard cock hang off the edge, and started sucking with more fervor. Diego’s slack, thinning mass started slurping down with more speed into Rafael’s gullet. Diego whooped and hollered as the rest of him was slurped into Rafael, making him swallow hard and catch his breath. His stomach distended and his cock leaked heavy globs of pre onto the cum-soaked floor.
As Diego made himself comfortable in Rafael and started stretching and expanding Rafael’s mass with horny giggles, the guy laying down on the bench, covered in a layer of his own cum from earlier, shook my shoulder. I turned around at him, and he had a pleading look in his eyes. “Please, please, man. Do me next. Please.”
Then I felt a hand land on my other shoulder and I stared up the at the sweaty, impressive torso of the stunt man.
“Nah, come on, bro, do me. I’ll make it quick for you, I promise.”
He rested his big, hard, leaking cock against my shoulder. I looked up at him with excitement in my eyes and joked, “Promise?”
“Promise, bro…” he grinned down at me seductively. I could see Diego-in-Rafael stretching taller and wider in the background, laughing maniacally with his new abilities as the football jock watched him nervously but greedily.
I looked back up at him, bearing my teeth in a wide, sweating grin and looked down at his cock oozing pre that started to slide down my chest. I slowly listed a hand up and gripped his cock. I looked up at him with approval as he threw his head back and moaned, “Mmmmm, fuck yes…”
I looked back down at his cock and shrugged thinking, ‘What the hell, why not?’ to myself. I brought my other hand up and pushed a finger into his cock slit, as it opened up to welcome me. He grunted loudly and looked down on me with concern. I grinned back up and slowly shoved more fingers in, then my hand, then started sliding my arm into his expanding cock slit. His look of concern slowly turned to acceptance and finally release, as he allowed what was happening to happen. I slid the rest of my arm in and was now up to my shoulder in his expanding cock. Inside, I felt my arm dip into his scrotum, as it started expanding, too, getting ready for the massive delivery it was about to receive.
“Fuck, dude, I’m about to give you a sleeping bag of a nut sack,” I giggled up at him, feeling him tense up at the words, and warm jizz sloshed around in his growing scrotum. I giggled up again at him and then plunged my head into the cock with a sharp grunt from him. This must be sheer fucking heaven for him, I thought as I wormed my way through his cock, which had now stretched to the length and size of me. I slid down into his scrotum, marinating myself in my growing fleshy pool of jizz, frothy and hot, now growing deeper with my presence. His testes were clearly now working on overtime. All of these fucking guys’ balls were, it seemed. What can I say? I guess it’s my effect. I rose up in his body to take over his consciousness and I looked down at my silky, sweaty bod and monstrously huge nut sack and sagging, stretched out shaft. Holy fuck.
I heard a massive fart rip as I turned around and saw Rafael gripping the bench and squatting, grunting and groaning heavily, buckets of cum still firing out of his cock. From out of his ass, I watched Diego come sliding out, still getting used to his stretchy, elastic capabilities, and inadvertently growing back to his standard size around the point his chest was out of Rafael’s ass. Thankfully, Rafael had already acquired his abilities and was able to survive Diego’s clumsy dislodging, as Diego landed heavily on the cum-soaked floor with raucous laughter, prolapsing Rafael’s asshole. Rafael groaned and made his asshole revert back to his normal tightness as he laughed and swore down at Diego in Spanish. Diego replied in his own native tongue as he stretched up his meaty arms and wrapped them around Rafael’s waist, pulling him down on top of himself and laughing heavily. Rafael played along and stretched his own arms around Diego to flip him over and pin him down, playfully shouting more Spanish taunts at him. The two carried on, play-wrestling with each other, rolling around with expanding, twisting, tangling limbs and more on the cum-covered ground, yelling playful insults at each other in Spanish and laughing like children.
‘Jesus, what a delightful fucking zoo this has become,’ I thought to myself with a grin.
I focused my attention back on the man who first asked me to enter him. Can’t leave my fans waiting! I cast a seductive look over at the man laying against the bench and approached him slowly, the stunt man’s hanging nut sack almost dragging against the floor.
“How’re we gonna do this, bud? Ass, cock, or mouth?” I asked, stroking the stunt man’s shaft, getting it ready to plunge into wherever he told me so I could deliver my actual body into this man.
“Oh, easy question,” he rolled over on the bench and propped himself up on his hands and knees, yanking his towel off and exposing his hole, his hard cock and pendulous balls dangling below. He had a gorgeous, rippling back, huge, toned legs, and an enviable, rotund, firm ass. “Get up inside there and tell me this isn’t the best ass you ever had.”
“Looking forward to exploring it, stud,” I grumbled as I squeezed his ass and plunged the stunt man’s cock in, all in one thrust. I bucked several times, making sure he was nice and wide for me (plus really fucking enjoying the tight warm walls of this dude’s bussy—he wasn’t lying that it would be the best ass I’ve ever had!) and then allowed myself to drop back down into the stunt man’s sagging nut sack. His thrusting stopped while he was returning to consciousness, clearly surprised to see that he was buried dick-deep in this guy’s asshole. I didn’t leave him a moment to recover as I fed myself from his nut sack into his shaft, stretching myself and pushing myself through his cock slit. I could hear his muffled groans and grunts and he started bucking his hips again into the man’s ass as I quickly started to invade this dude’s body to pass my gift onto him like everyone else. The stunt man’s breathing caught in his throat as he fired a torrent of jizz into the man’s perfect asshole. The man bending over cried out in surprise and immense pleasure as his guts were flooded with a ridiculous amount of cum, much of it forcefully spraying out of his asshole around the stunt man’s cock, as I was forced deeper into his guts by the pressure of the flood behind me.
Diego and Rafael continued thrashing around on the floor play-wrestling and tangling with one another with combined raucous laughter and playful jabs, each of them positively soaked now with sweat and cum, their bodies swelling and stretching in each and every direction. Only one now remained who wasn’t sharing in the revelry.
The football jock, definitely a linebacker stud was the only one left without this fun new ability. He’d been pretty quiet and was doing his best to maintain the appearance of being a tough-to-crack, straight football bro. He liked pussy, right? His harder-than-ever cock was just a fluke, right? It was just the musk in the air and the potent, powerful pheromones in the steam… right?? With a shuddering sigh, he gave up the illusion and tore the cloth away from his crotch and started pounding away on his rock hard meat, casting his eyes to and from everyone, drinking in the impossible orgy around him. “He guys, *grunt* I’m next, okay? Promise—*grunt* promise me I can go next? My teammates would really *grunt* get a kick out of this.” He moaned in intense pleasure, imagining being able to have a time like this with his bros. Fuck, maybe he was bi.
Diego and Rafael heard his request and stopped their playtime, both looking up at the beefy jock from the floor. They separated and unraveled from each other as quickly as they could, each standing up and stumbling a bit, their extremities retracting their ways back to normalcy.
“Sure, bro, we’ll help you out!” Rafael answered confidently.
“Yeah, dude, no man left behind!” Diego interjected with a giggle.
The football jock grinned nervously at them and rubbed his swollen groin, “Uh, thanks guys! …So, uh, how do y’all want to do this?”
Diego and Rafael started stepping in towards the jock, their bodies thinning and elongating as they walked. The jock gulped deeply.
“Open up, bro,” Rafael ordered down to the sitting jock in a gruff voice. The jock slowly, nervously lifted his head up and opened his mouth. Rafael gripped onto the jock’s lower jaw, prying his mouth open wider. Diego was standing close to Rafael, rubbing back and ass, encouraging his friend. Rafael pushed his head toward’s the jock’s mouth and plunged in, making the jock utter out small choking sounds. He started pumping his cock again as it was happening—Diego, too.
Not wanting to miss out on the fun, Diego giggled and reached for the jock’s cock, interrupting the jock from pumping it. He looked up at Diego with a furrowed brow and Diego simply winked at him in response. Diego knelt in, pointing his own stiff cock towards the jock’s. With a loud muffled groan as Rafael continued to snake down the jock’s throat, Diego threw his head back and moaned as his plunged his thick, erect cock into the jock’s widening cock slit. Diego moaned long and loudly as he fed himself into the jock’s monstrously stretching shaft, making his scrotum begin to sag heavily as Diego filled it up, his legs and waist slipping into the warm, sloshing sack. As the last of Rafael’s feet slurped down into the jock’s gullet, making him swallow heavily—the massive lump in his throat finally shrinking—and groan, his belly now globular and writhing as Rafael settled in, the jock looked down over his belly at Diego as his chest, shoulders, and neck slid into his cock. Diego looked up at the jock and let his tongue stretch down to wrap around his huge cock several times and give it a few pumps as the jock moaned down at him. He knew he would’ve blown his load right then if a literal fucking person weren’t corking his cock. Diego’s head slipped inside and his wrapped tongue uncoiled itself from the jock’s dick and slid in behind him, thus making the last of Diego disappear into his body.
The jock felt positively stuffed, his belly engorged with one body builder and his nut sack swollen and distended with another—what a fucking night! He slightly regretted his decision to as the two to bestow this ability on him, seeing how they were getting way into it on the sauna floor, but he was racked with such intense fucking pleasure that his engorged discomfort was barely a concern. He felt his body shifting and churning as the two guys started to convene in his belly—making it writhe and balloon out impossibly large—but started to quickly spread throughout his body. His breathing became rapid and began to do exactly what he was wishing to do for the past several minutes.
He moaned and laughed maniacally as he started to stretch higher and his muscles began to swell. He flexed with animalistic grunts as he continued to stretch higher and his body swelled larger and wider. His cock pulsed larger and larger and as his head began to graze against the ceiling of the sauna room. He continued laughing like a madman—fucking amazed by what he was doing—but his breathing started to get more rapid and more shallow as he steadied himself against the wall of the sauna.
As if building up incredible pressure, his cock ballooned larger and larger and larger, far out-sizing the rest of his body, and his laughter turned into rapid groans. He braced himself and then shot a fire hose’s amount of jizz on the other guys and the rest of the room. The walls were painted white with his jizz and the swamp of jizz on the floor began to grow deeper and deeper. Suddenly, it was as if a cork stopped the torrent of his jizz as a lump appeared from within his cock. He shut his eyes and focused on his pelvic muscles to force out the blockage, and Rafael came firing out, laughing and splashing down into the ocean of jizz on the floor. Another blockage. He grunted with force again as Diego followed firing out his cock as well, landing on top of Rafael, sending the two jizz-soaked body builders into hysterics.
The jock began rapidly deflating in size, his cock spurting out remnants of cum—still easily a gallon per spurt—and collapsed back down onto the sauna bench, panting and laughing in breathless disbelief at what he had just done.
He looked up and saw that the man on his hands and knees on the bench started expanding and swelling, too. Looks like the party wasn’t over.
The door to the sauna swung open, as a large, sloshing, sludgy wave of jizz spilled out all over the locker room floor from inside. From inside the steamy haze, trudging through the swamp of semen, emerged six laughing, sweaty, jizz-covered muscle studs. Their bodies, limbs, extremities, and junks retracting back to their standard sizes in the cooler, dryer air of the locker room. They entered the showers and started cleaning each other off, remarking on their experiences and laughing some more.
After they dried off and got dressed, they made arrangements to meet back again tomorrow in the sauna, same time.
