Bruce turned to wink at Andrew.
"I want to see him blow himself. And I want him to drink every last drop."
The bodybuilder's dick stopped growing in front of his mouth. Suddenly he was hit with the urge to lick and suck himself. He parted his lips and engulfed his member which was rapidly stiffening and inflating to the size of an arm. Bruce laughed and realised he should adjust his balls to match his shaft. The body builder's ball sac erupted from his work out shorts, past his knees as it hit the floor, the size of two beach balls. The impact sent the body builder over the edge and his shaft trembled as he shoot his load into his own mouth. He struggled to swallow the endless torrent of cum.
Bruce laughed again as he saw what the effects of swallowing so much spooge had on his victim. The body builders belly was rapidly inflating and was soon trapped against his shaft. As his scrotum seemed to slowly decrease in size, the rest of his body seemed to increase, absorbing the fluid like a sponge. His ass cheeks were growing ahead of the rest of his body, which was beginning to soften and turn into bulk rather than lean definition. By the time he finished, his gut was 44 inches round and his body was covered in hair that had sprouted during his feasting. He spat out his dick and looked at the damage. He poked his chest and felt a hard layer of muscle under a thick layer of spongy padding- to springy to be just fat. He turned to the boys, knowing they had something to do with this...