We sat down together on his sofa, my mind reeling with possibilities. It was still new to me to be in proximity with such a hunk, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of his amazing body. Phillip seemed to notice me staring, and decided to break the ice.
“Uh, sorry if I’m getting too weird with this,” he said with a nervous laugh, and started trying to stretch his tank top back over his wide, powerful shoulders. “Sometimes I make people uncomfortable, I get a little overexcited about my hobby...” He trailed off, seeming confused that his top wasn’t fitting over his new bulk. “What the heck? This thing fit this morning,” he mumbled to himself.
I frowned at the possibility that my staring was making him uncomfortable. “Oh no it’s perfectly natural,” I quickly reassured him without thinking. “It must be confusing to grow so much so fast.”
Phillip tossed the shirt aside, and started to examine his shredded arms more closely. “Now that you mention it, that was kind of strange wasn’t it?” He said, feeling himself over cautiously. My clumsy choice of words meant he was aware of the changes to his body now, and I inwardly kicked myself for making the situation more awkward. “You think I should go to the hospital or anything?”
“No! No, you’re fine,” I said, trying to calm him. I needed to think of a reasonable justification for the surge of growth. “I just... uh, that is, I meant to... well I bet it felt pretty good, something bad wouldn’t feel that good right?”
“Yeah... it kinda did actually,” Phillip agreed with a sheepish smile. “It felt... incredible.” He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the memory. I took the opportunity to sneak a peek at his lap, hoping to spot a bulge between his magnificent thighs. It could be risky, but I had an idea I couldn’t pass on.
“Phil,” I asked as casually as I could. “Can you describe what it felt like to grow like that? It was pretty cool to watch.”
Phillip’s brilliant eyes fluttered open. “It felt like... how can I explain it...”
“Like getting a hard-on,” I said, knowing I could only be right. “But all over your body.”
Phillip squirmed in his seat, seeming to hesitate admitting it. “Sorta, I guess,” he said. The tent in his pants proved it, even if he didn’t want to let on.
I decided to go in for the kill. “You should check your um... manhood,” I added. “I bet it’s about to catch up to the rest of you any second... it might even get bigger than that.” I was trying my best to play it cool, but the excitement in my voice must have been audible, since he smiled slyly at me. “I mean, definitely. It’s definitely going to get bigger than that.” I added, starting to get a little greedy.
“You... you really think so?” He said. With his muscles so pronounced, it was clear to see how tense with anticipation he was. Every fiber of his massive pecs, his bulging biceps, his thick neck, his whole beautiful body was flexed as he waited. Sure enough, I could see the vague shape of his cock slowly growing more defined, pulling his pants even tighter on his huge legs. It bent slightly, snaking down one of his pants legs, widening rapidly as it grew. My mention of it catching up to the rest of his body seemed to be specific enough that his cock thickened faster than it elongated, matching the overall shape of his short, wide body. After a few seconds, it looked like he was trying to smuggle a two-liter bottle in his pants.
Phillip beamed down at himself, looking like he’d just won the lottery. He was obviously aroused by the changes, and unconsciously petted his new swollen muscles. “This is like a dream come true,” he mumbled, then turned to look at me. “I really hope this doesn’t scare you off,” he said nervously. “This has never happened to me before, and... I already like you a lot, I don’t want to never see you again, but I feel... amazing.” He whimpered quietly, and clasped his forearms under his swollen pecs, hugging himself.
“No way,” I said immediately. “You’re fucking awesome.” Phillip was clearly having the time of his life, and I couldn’t wait to make him even happier.