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Chronivac Version 4.0

The bike rumbles an excitement in Chris

added by sprsizeme 5 years ago BM S

As Chris feels the changes occur Chris had no visual on the chronivac as to what would change.

Chris felt his frame become bulkier. Chris's shoulders widened but he didn't become any taller. And at 5'6" that started to make him look like a fireplug.

Hi legs thickened with some genes replacing his slacks. He had some leather chaps running down his legs.

He felt his belly surge out a good foot in front of him maybe more. And a totally new sensation. His cock felt like it was encased in a soft place.

His pecs inflated like balloons and then he felt himself seated on a big Harley Davidson. This tended to push his belly up even higher and really made his pecs perk up.

That was when he felt the rumbling of the engine. And god was that stimulating.

His now encased cock was feeling the rumbling and he could feel it growing thicker but it didn't seem like it was escaping it's encased sheath. It wasn't getting much longer.

He reached down to try to find it but his reach wasn't long enough to get around his expanded girth.

He rode for awhile until it got so intense that he had to do something about it. He pulled into a biker bar and headed to the door. He not only waddled but his bow legs made him look more like he was a cowboy.

As he came in the bartender looked at him. Seeing the damp spot as his crotch yelled at a boy by the name of Timmy.

Go help Mr. Chris with his problem.

It seemed as though Chris was a regular here. Everyone knew him.

Timmy took him by the hand. He was quite the twink. And took him to a back wall. He seemed to know that seating Chris would really hide his cock.

He loosened Chris's fly and got on his knees and began to pleasure Chris.

The bartender brought a pitcher of beer to Chris which Chis rested on his belly shelf. He had lost sight of Timmy but he sure felt his work.

As he drank Chris filled his girth. He was enjoying this.

Timmy finished sat Chris at a booth. One too tight for Chris to fit in and wedged him between the seat and the table and ran for Chris's regular meal. Well feast.

Chris thought damn I could get use to this.


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