For the rest of the week, Evan was having the time of his life … mostly.
Evan had joined the football team the day after talking with Coach. His teammates really liked that he could already grow a beard. Evan was lifting even more each day, and he noticed that his shirts were showing some skin because they were too small. The girls especially like that his shirts were so tight, since the half inch of skin also display the hair running up from his groin.
His problems, though, seemed to be with the rest of his school day. Evan couldn’t concentrate, constantly distracted by the very girls complimenting him. He was visiting the restroom between every other class. Gym class, football practice, and his pre-school workouts, using dumbbells he had gotten his mother to purchase, helped to get some of the nervous energy out, but because of this, Evan had bombed a pop quiz that he had had in history, a subject in which he was making straight A’s.
The other major problem was his food intake and ever growing height. Having hit six feet and five inches, Evan looked like his body was somewhat emaciated. After his morning workouts, Evan would eat a dozen eggs, toast, a glass of milk, a bowl of fruit and more. This was just his breakfast. For lunch, Evan was piling his tray high and he would then go back for seconds and thirds. Dinner was similar to lunch. The only difference was that Evan was only having chicken, rice and vegetables.
Getting home Friday though, Evan was still high from practice. His school troubles were always forgotten while in the locker rooms. Evan turned out to be hairier then even some of the seniors on the team, so after dinner, Evan headed to his room to get in one last workout for the day. Walking into his room, Evan spied the potion on his desk where he had left it.
“If just a sip got me here, what would another do?”
Resisting, Evan picked up two dumbbells and started doing shoulder presses. But the idea just would not leave him alone. Looking into a mirror, Evan took in the hair that he already had on his body. The lack of meat on his bones did not take away from his joy of having a full beard and hair running from his groin up to his growing pectorals.
Finally unable to resist temptation, Evan put the dumbbells down and crossed his room. Taking the vial in hand, he tried to decide whether he should take a large amount or just a sip. In the end, Evan chose to just take a sip. Not sure how much hair he would be growing if he drank more, Evan was also worried that he wouldn’t be able to eat enough.
That weekend, the only activities that Evan engaged in, other then a quick trip to the store to get some larger clothes, was exercise and eating chicken, rice and vegetables. Evan had heard once that if you wanted to put on some muscle, you need to always feel full. If you did not feel like you were constantly stuff, you were not eating enough.
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The sip that Evan had taken over the weekend was definitely showing itself by the time school rolled around on Monday. The amount of hair that was growing on his pectorals had spread. Now instead of just having a smattering of hair, Evan looked to have the body hair of a grown man. The hair that was coming up from his groin along his stomach had also spread out, along with the hair on his arms and legs growing even more dense. Evan now had hair on the back of his hands and some on the top of his feet. The problem with taking the sip became evident the moment he arrived at school.
Arriving on campus, some of his fellow students were befuddled because he was carrying a cooler along with his book bag. Not wanting to continue to look like a living skeleton, Evan had brought extra food that he could eat throughout the day. This meant that he was eating at least a piece of fruit or a protein bar between every class.
Of course, the food that Even brought was not the issue that troubled him the most. Instead, it started the moment Evan laid eyes on one of the girls in the senior class. Immediately, Evan was rock hard and within moments starting to leak.
Rushing to the bathroom, Evan had his hands wrapped around his steel rob before he had fully pull down his pants.
“Damn, I think it’s gotten bigger.” Evan commented in an off handed manner. He was so focus on the pleasure radiating out from his groin to give it any more than a passing thought.
Moaning as one of his hands was covering in his lubricating juices, Evan’s other had messaged his low hanging ball sack. Groans of pleasure filled the restroom as Evan built up while trying to delay the release.
“Oh god. Oh god. Yeah. That’s the ticket. Fuck!” Evan cried out as he finally let loose. One orgasm was quickly follow by four more. Each one coating the stall in Evan’s thick seed.
When Evan at last felt that he could control himself, he stepped out into the hallway heading to his first class of the day while eating a protein bar. Thinking that he had gotten it out of his system and could control himself was the problem though, because as he turned a corner, Evan bumped into Julia, the head cheerleader. Evan was stiff before he even realized with whom he had collided.