Looking at himself, Brandon suddenly realized how hungry he suddenly. Having not had breakfast and it almost being lunch, he decided to order a pizza, something he had not had in decades. Removing his pants so he could examen his legs, he was only in his boxers when he heard the doorbell chime. Not thinking about is current state of attire, Brandon walked to the door and open it.
What greeted Brandon was one of the largest guys he had ever seen. Close to seven feet tall and with shoulders as wide as a barn door, the shirt the man was wearing was painted onto his enormous torso, showcasing massive pectoral muscles and eight cobble stone abs under the fabric.
This ebony skin man leaned down, "You the one that order the pizza, or was it you friend?" He asked with a smirk on his face, taking note of Brandon's boxers being unable to hide the rock hard member between his legs.
"I think I would have preferred you." Brandon replied, still in awe of the Nubian Adonis.
"Well, why don't you let me put this pizza down somewhere and we can see about me finishing my delivery."
Stepping back so the man could come inside, Brandon watched as he ducked and turned sideways in order to get through the door. Placing the pizza a nearby table, the man turned around and with easy, picked Brandon up to kiss him forcefully. When he asked Brandon where the bedroom was, Brandon gave him directions before being carried and dropped into the bed.
"Turn around." The man demanded and his was unzipping his pants. Slipping out of his boxers, Brandon turned allowing the man to grab his rear and force his cock into Brandon's hole with one forceful thrust. Brandon at first gasped in pain and shock, but as the man slowing stated to pull out and then push back in, Brandon was flooded with sheer pleasure. Soon the man gave one final push before emptying himself inside of Brandon. At the same moment, Brandon released his own juices all over the bed.
Pulling out, "That wasn't to bad." The man said pulling his pants up, "If you want to do that again, just order a pizza." Gently slapping Brandon's spent butt. With that said, the man left the room leaving Brandon laying on the bed still leaking from his rear end and in shock.
What finally broke Brandon out of his stupor was the sound of his phone ringing. Brandon got up and walked slightly bow-legged to the phone and saw that it was Jannes calling. "What?" Brandon demanded.
"Well, hello to you."
"You experimented on me. What do you expect?"
"Fine, forget that. The reason I called was to inform you that I'm having some trouble finding a reversal. So you are going to have to stay as you are for a little bit longer."
"How much longer?"
"I'm not sure, but at the most I should have something soon. But aside from that you should also try to avoid any contact with other people. Apparently, the reversal will become more difficult with each new DNA sample added in, but if you wait for about three days, you should be fine."
Stunned speechless, Brandon hung up the phone and went to his bathroom. In the mirror, Brandon could see that his skin tone had darkened and was slowly growing darker. He still had blue eyes, but his hair was already again tightly curling. However, what had Brandon completely occupied was the fact that he could tell he was getting bigger. Not only were his muscle larger, but Brandon realized he was starting to grow taller.