Danny woke up in a white room akin to purgatory.
As he got up to his feet, the cold hard surface of the floor tickled his naked toes. His head ached and his eyes felt sore, as if getting over a hangover. As they adjusted, he looked down to see his t-shirt and jeans he was wearing had been replaced with a soft, grey jumpsuit with a long black zip running along the centre. The outfit hugged the 20 year-old’s skinny frame, and was especially tight around the groin. He was embarrassed when he realised he wasn’t wearing any underwear.
Dan fruitlessly scanned the room. He couldn’t find a door, nor any means of escape. However, when he turned to his right he saw someone else in a grey jumpsuit standing just a few metres away, looking as confused and delirious as him. Danny recognised him straight away. It was Kieran, who sat next to him in his Maths lectures at Starlingsea University. He was slightly shorter than Danny and just as thin.
“Hey!”
He called out to Kieran, who turned around, rubbing his eyes.
“Who’s there?”
“It’s Danny!”
“Danny? From Uni? What’s going on? Where are we?”
“I don’t know, I-“
Then, like a bullet, two pedestals shot up on the other side of the room. A large button stood on each and both glowed dark red as the two students suddenly heard a soft, robotic voice coming from every direction.
“Before you are two buttons. The first one to press his button will be granted their freedom, but be warned, each step will be harder than the last.”
A sharp red line dashed across the colourless floor, just a few inches from Danny’s feet. He assumed this was the starting line. The voice continued.
“You have 5 minutes. Begin”
And so a giant digital clock was projected on the wall ahead of them, with the counter already whittling the seconds away. Danny stared at the button, then at the line by his feet, his eyes watering as the reality of the situation finally hit him.
“What the FUCK!? This is insane! What are you doing?”
He noticed Kieran inching closer to the line.
“Kieran, do not cross the line.”
“What else am I supposed to do!?”
“You don’t know what happens if you cross it.”
“Time to find out…”
“Kieran no!”
Kieran took one small step over the line, bracing himself for anything. But, much to their surprise, nothing happened. Kieran breathed a huge sigh of relief and turned back to Danny.
“Come on! I think there’s a way for us both to win!”
“A-are you sure?”
“Yeah, if we both press the buttons at the same time, then we would both win, right?”
“This is crazy!”
“Dan it’s either that or losing! Just take a step!”
The robotic voice returned, slightly louder than before.
“4 MINUTES!”
Danny worked up all of his courage and, putting one foot out, stepped over the line. Nothing happened to him either. He couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
“I’m fine! Nothing happened!”
“Then let’s go, but slowly! Stick to the wall, in case a pit opens up in the middle or something!”
The two cautiously crept along opposite walls, getting closer to their buttons step-by-step. They were relieved to see nothing yet, but we’re on guard for the worst. With 3 minutes left, they were almost halfway.
“Nice job Dan, keep going!”
“Okay!”
The tightness of the jumpsuit was starting to bug Danny, as he tried to stretch the fabric around his crotch to make room. But then, his eyes widened.
“Woah.”
He said to himself as he cupped his bulge. It felt much bigger than, well, ever. And as he took another step he felt it grow slightly under his palms.
“Oh my God...”
“Are you okay Dan?”
Kieran looked rather perplexed at him. Shit, should he say anything?
“Yeah, I’m good.”
“We’re almost there!”
Despite the end being so close, each step felt longer and longer. With each one his cock grew and his balls swelled in that tight fabric. After a few steps he could see Kieran catching on, holding his own hefty package with both hands. He grunted as they took another step.
“What the hell is happening to us!?”
“I don’t know but I think it’s gonna get worse!”
“Worse?!”
“The voice said ‘Each step will be harder than the last’!”
“Fuck!”
Kieran fell to his knees, hunched over his bulge as if trying to push it down. Danny could see the man’s dick getting bigger, and thicker as it writhed about in the jumpsuit.
Holy shit, Kieran was getting a hardon.
“2 MINUTES LEFT!”
His now monstrous cock began to straighten slowly. Kieran’s heavy breaths and groans filled the room as he hoisted his member close to his chest. Still only semi-hard, it continued to slither upwards past his belly button, until it eventually stopped at his chest, bulging obscenely. His forehead glistened with sweat as he got back up to his feet, trying to fit his massive balls in the palms of his hands.
“Fucking hell, are you alright?”
“I’m huge! Oh God, they feel so full!”
“We can’t stop now, come on!”
Danny had taken over as cheerleader, but his head was running wild with lust. Watching Kieran’s manhood swell to inhuman proportions awoke his own, and he could feel it harden in his jumpsuit. The urge to rip his clothes off and start jerking off was getting more prevalent by the second, but he knew time was running out.
The pair took another step, both groaning as their cocks swelled again. By now they were enlarging greatly with each step. Danny was worried what would happen once they reach the end. Kieran could see his was getting closer to his neck, the jumpsuit now so tight it was near impossible to walk. The outline of their balls were clearly visible, and the tight space around them was beginning to feel painful.
“ONE MINUTE!”
“Just..a few more…steps!”
Kieran yelled as his member swelled, reaching just below his chin. A large dark wet patch had formed by his neck. He tried to move his legs but they were too constricted by the jumpsuit. The soft fabric tightly caressing his beastly shaft as it throbbed sent shivers across his body.
“So..big! Can’t keep…moving!”
Another step, another foot added to his length, as it peeked out of the grey fabric, reaching his mouth. Huge spurts of precum leaked onto his chest, with some drops hitting his face.
Kieran never realised how good he tasted.
He gazed at the swelled head of his member, hesitating.
“Kieran you have to fight it! Come on!”
“30 SECONDS!”
“Fuck it.”
Kieran said as, in one quick swish, unzipped his jumpsuit, causing his cock to spring out incredibly quickly. Before he could relish the feeling of being free from that tight fabric prison, the momentum of his manhood pulled him a few steps closer to the button, and he fell onto the floor. The jumpsuit laid tangled at his ankles, but he didn’t care. He screamed in pleasure as he watched his cock almost double in size.
“FUUUUCK YEAH!”
As it grew, he wrapped all four of his limbs around the shaft, which was so thick his hands couldn’t meet. He hugged his now gargantuan cock, trying everything he could to get off. He could feel a seeming less endless waterfall of his seed trickle down the length, drenching him. His naked, wet body writhed about in ecstasy. His launch forwards had sent him within arms reach of the button, but he had completely lost any interest in pushing it, and instead wished to remain in that state of intense pleasure forever.
Danny could only hear the moans and shrieks of lust from the other side of the room. He felt so helpless, yet more turned on than ever. His cock throbbed, yearning for stimulation. He looked at the button, which was still a few steps away.
“10 SECONDS!”
He thought the same as Kieran. Fuck it. He wanted release. He needed release. However, before he could unzip his jumpsuit, he felt the wall open up, causing Danny to fall through into a mysterious, dark hallway. As the wall closed behind him, he could hear voices murmur.
“Quick! Jab him!”
Danny felt a sharp pain in his neck. As he tried to frantically get out of his jumpsuit, he noticed his cock getting smaller, eventually calming down to his normal size. He could feel his balls do the same, and his lustful urges had disappeared as fast as they arrived. He felt out of breath as he got to his feet, but almost gasped as he saw a large group of University students and his Maths professor, all in jumpsuits, stare back at him. One holding a dart gun reached out his hand.
“Welcome to the break-out party.”