“Jack?” I asked the tower of muscle and masculine power standing before me, “is that really you?” Jack had always been the bigger one of the two of us, dwarfing me in nearly every way. But I never had been jealous of him, our ideals were too different for that: He wanted to become a leading rugby player, I wanted to study physics. We had been friends since elementary school even though our differences were getting noticeable soon after we first met. But don’t get me wrong: Neither did he become just another stupid jock, nor I yet another geeky nerd. We compleated each other, me helping and enlightening him about the wonders of the universe, him getting me to work out at least so much that my physique could at least be described as “athletic”. We both even went to the same university later. The only downside of our relationship was that I just couldn’t bring myself to be honest about my feelings towards him. I could clearly see that he loved me (or at least had a strong crush on me), but I was only into girls sexually, making it difficult for me to handle those feelings. I didn’t want to lose my friend and if I had been gay I would have started our relationship as soon as possible, but that sadly wasn’t the case. Adding to that was my constant failure to get with girls I felt attracted to. They liked my body (and some even my mind) and I had an active sex life, but I never felt any emotional attachement to them and thus the sex got boring and repetitive fast until I just stopped having it altogether. To be honest, I only ever felt such a connection with Jack, thus I spend more and more time with him instead. But that slowly became equally unfullfilling in that I just couldn’t give him what he wanted and he was getting more and more desperate because of that. Finally we talked about it, argued about it and in the end he left my flat, clearly heartbroken after I told him just that, that I was unable to love him like he loved me. I didn’t hear from him for quite some time and he didn’t pick up his phone or answered my whatsapp messages. That was until today. Someone had surprisingly knocked on my door. But the only thing I saw when I opened it were huge abdominal muscles, shadowed by two massive pecs wider than the door frame. When I looked up I could barely make out an extremely handsome face that looked similar to Jacks but was harder, with a stronger jawline and a demanding, powerful look on it.
“Yes it’s me. May I come in?” His voice was much deeper and more sensual than I remembered. “S…sure, step in!” I said, stil baffled by the display before me. He wiggled his giant mass through the door, barely making it, then crashed on my couch, which nearly broke in half because of it. “What the hell happened to you?” I asked without giving him time to answer, “And where have you been? I’ve been trying to contact you for a month now!” “He didn’t answer, just made barely enough space on the couch for me to sit in and waited. I sighed and sat down besides his huge frame. His arms alone were thicker than my upper body. There also was his scent: It was thick and musky, but somehow entrancing. It made me feel slightly light-headed just sitting near him. He looked at me, now much more friendly than before and said: “Look, I can’t explain everything in detail, but the point is that I needed time to think about what you said. At first I came to the realization that it was pointless chasing after you and that I should probably stop seeing you. But then I found these” He showed me a bottle with red pills. “I found them on the internet and at first I thought they were just a total scam. But they provided free samples, so I thought: ‘Hey, why not?’ I only had to take the first sample to see the difference immediately. You know that I always wanted to be really muscular, right? And when I woke up the next day looking like a freaking bodybuilder I just couldn’t stop myself. I bought as much of these pills as my finances allowed and took most of them in a single day. The transformation was painful, but afterwards I looked like this, so it was all worth it. What I didn’t know then was that it had changed more than just my muscle mass: My cock and balls got bigger too. And how! Just look at this monster, even my trousers can’t really hide it. My testosterone levels must also have been increased since I couldn’t do much for the first two days after my growth but splattering the walls with all the cum from these huge bull nuts. I couldn’t stop myself. These muscles, this huge power, it was just too intoxicating. And then my mailman made the mistake to bring me the second set of pills I ordered directly to my door. I opened the door for him and really tried to contain myself, but once he saw and smelled me he just tore my briefs open and sucked on me as if his life depended on it. I just couldn’t help myself, I unloaded into him without much resistance. And that’s where I discovered that not only does my scent slowly but surely drive everyone wild (some faster than others) but my cum had changed too. I don’t know why, I’m not a science expert like you, but the mailman just exploded out of his clothes. He became nearly as much of a mass monster as I did. And while he was married to a loving wife (as he told me later on), he just couldn’t get aroused by her anymore. I don’t know what exactly happened to him afterwards, I guess he quit his job. But the point is that I found the solution to our problem. Ah I see that you have breathed in enough of my scent already. Don’t hide that erection, give in to your lust and we can finally…” Whatever he said afterwards was lost to me since I was already licking and sucking on his massive rod at that point. The only thing I do remember after that is the huge fountain of his cum pumping into me, changing me.
That has been three weeks ago. I can’t find any clothes that would fit me anymore, but I’m ok with that. Actually I’ve never felt better. Jack was right, this did solve our problems. We are both huge muscle freaks now with cocks as long and thick as our forearms, fucking each other senseless every other hour. And we love each other dearly, finally fully compleated by each other.
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