Steve lay in the mess Eric had made in his apartment, exhausted, drifting in and out of consciousness. His body slowly absorbed the cum that had been pumped into him, and when all of that was gone, it began to suck up the cum that filled the room. All around, the creamy goo inched toward Steve's body, his skin readily absorbing it, using it to fuel the power Eric had forced upon him.
In his half-awake state Steve dreamt--or perhaps hallucinated. His mind was filled with visions of muscle. Muscles grew, flexed, hardened, and grew some more. And then there was dick. The shaft lengthened and thickened, became hard and veiny, a monstrous erection above a pair of softball-sized nuts. Steve moaned softly, his voice deep and rich, as his visions were filled with massive men fucking smaller men with their giant cocks.
With a start, Steve awoke. He blinked a few times, then turned his head from side to side, surveying the room. The cum was gone, leaving only a lingering odor. He looked down, and saw that his vision was blocked by two massive mounds. Over the past six months, Steve had become accustomed to having a nice set of thick, muscular pecs. But what he saw when he looked down was several orders of magnitude greater than anything he had before. He reached for them experimentally, and gasped as his fingers touched firm flesh--his own giant chest muscles. There was more than that though; he could feel his arms rub against his lats and chest, muscles fighting for space with one another. As he rubbed his huge pecs, he saw something else rise between them--a distant cockhead, looking massive, supported by a thick pole. He reached down, his hands reaching around his huge tool, and let out a soft moan, even as his huge pecs mashed together, hiding all but the very top of the tip from view.
Steve began to pump his giant tool, groaning with pleasure as he worked it over. Distantly, he realized that he knew exactly how big he was: eight feet tall, 550 pounds of solid muscle, with a twenty-inch erect dick to match. He concentrated, and felt his muscles tense up as they grew, becoming bigger and harder, taking him up to 600 insane pounds of pure beef. He let out a low, rumbling laugh, impossibly turned on by his new size and his new ability. With the power Eric had given him, he would be able to change how he wanted to: bigger, smaller, and everything in between. He pounded his meat furiously, insanely turned on by how he had just changed.