"Forget it!" said Derrick angrily. "If you think I am going out there naked, you must be crazy!"
Bud shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
"Suit yourself. But I don't think your old clothes are gonna cut it anymore, not with the meat you put on those ole bones. I'll be outside the barn if you change your mind," said Bud, as he casually sauntered towards the barn door. Just before he left Bud turned and looked one last time at Derrick.
"You really got nothing to be ashamed of. You make quite the stud."
And then Bud was gone, leaving Derrick alone in the barn.
Derrick shook his head. The ranch hand was looney. Was this place really some kind of weird nudist camp or something? He shuddered at the thought of spending his vacation staring at his parent's naked bodies.
As he held up the tattered remains of his clothes, Derrick had to admit that Bud was right about one thing - there was no way he was going to fit into those things. Even if they hadn't been reduced to little more than rags, there was no way they could fit around his larger body. He was still unsure just how he had gotten so big. Was it steroids? Maybe an allergic reaction? Or could it have been just some kind of mind trick, like hypnosis or something? As Derrick massaged his large biceps muscle he had to admit he kind of liked it. Part of him wanted to continue working and get even bigger and more impressive. Another part of him really did want to show off his new body.
But not all of it, he thought looking down at his naked groin, at least not his parents and little sister. Now the girls he was originally looking for - well, that was another story.
Derrick stomped around the barn, looking for another set of clothes. Surely they had to have a spare set of overalls around here somewhere. His feet hurt little, specifically his ankles. He found it more comfortable to walk on the balls of his feet, and he wondered if maybe he had twisted his ankle or something. Derrick shook his head as he walked. His long hair trailed down his neck, almost to his back. He would definitely need a haircut when his vacation was over. But he thought he might keep it a little long. His hair has nice and thick, something he was sure the ladies would appreciate.
Derrick had looked through all of the stalls in the barn and come up empty. He was a little curious about why all the stalls were deserted, but figured that the horses must be out in the pasture. But he didn't dwell on it too much. He had more pressing concerns, like finding clothes.
Derrick was about to give up and just ask Bud for help when a voice startled him.
"Whatcha lookin' for, stud?"
Derrick turned and saw a stunning woman leaning against the door to the barn, smiling slyly and admiring his body. She was tall, in her mid to late 20s, with blonde hair tied in twin ponytails. She wore a checkered red and white shirt tied around her breasts, leaving her tight flat stomach exposed. Her thick thighs - no doubt packed with muscle from working on the ranch - were restrained by tight blue jeans, the cuffs packed away in dusty old boots. A long thin strand of straw dangled from her mouth.
Derrick jumped behind the door to one of the stalls, concealing his bare groin. The girl chuckled.
"Don't worry. You don't have nothin I haven't seen before," she said, still smiling. She moved forward slowly and gracefully, edging ever closer to the gate Derrick was hiding behind. "Although, I must say what you do have is pretty nice. Better than most I seen. You do make quite the stud."
Derrick flushed bright red.
The girl chuckled.
"Oh, a shy one. I like that. The tame ones are always so much nicer," she said as she continued to approach him. She leaned down on the gate and looked up at him, deliberately exposing her cleavage for him to see. "So how can I help you, stud?"
"Can you get me some clothes that fit?" asked Derrick nervously. "Something so I won't look out of place."
The girl looked down at his very well-endowed organ. Derrick tried to hide it, but even his unusually large hands could not conceal it from view.
"I don't know, " said the girl as she continued to examine it. "Seems a shame to cover up something so ..... impressive."
"Please, " said Derrick nervously.
"Oh, how can I say no to such a sweetie?" said the girl with a laugh. "Tell you what - you did some good work here, but we still have a lot of work to do around the ranch. Help me finish some chores and I guarantee you won't feel out of place. I'll find just the right thing for you to wear and you will fit right in. So what do you say?"
Derrick didn't know what to say. He needed some clothes, but he didn't like the idea of having to work for them. Wasn't he supposed to be the guest? Shouldn't she give him anything he wanted? Then again, what choice did he have? He didn't want anyone to see him naked. It almost like he was at her mercy.
"These chores... no one will see me, right? And nothing too weird?"
"Of course, " said the girl. "I'll keep you out of sight until we are done. And it's nothing 'weird' ... just normal ranch work, just like you were doing with Bud. You seemed to be enjoying that. What harm could a little more work do?"
Derrick considered it. He had enjoyed the work with Bud. He loved how it changed his body, and part of him wanted to change even more. But another part of him was a little worried. If the work with Bud had changed him this much, just how much more would the work this girl proposed do to his body?
"Well, what do you say?" asked the girl. "I haven't got all day. I got a lot of work to do, and if you aint helpin it will take me twice as long. You are welcome to join Bud out front if you like. I think he's jawin with your folks right now."
Derrick didn't know what to do. He could join his family, but it would be hard to explain his nudity. Or he could follow this girl and get some clothes in exchange for some more work. Or maybe he could just sneak out and try to find some more clothes elsewhere.
The strand of hay in the country girl's mouth twisted violently as she impatiently waited for Derrick's answer.