Even didn't even bother answering Dylan's question. He just continued to serve the Alpha in front of him. Even on his knees, he had to look up to reach the massive dick before him. Evan could barely take it all in at once, but he couldn't bring himself to stop. And why would he want to? The Alpha needed serving and Evan was happy to serve him.
As Even continued to suck, Dylan one of his now powerful hands down and grabbed the back of Evan's head, pushing it forward as hard as possible. Evan thought his eyes might pop out of his head with the intense pleasure he felt. His own enhanced dick was as rock-hard as possible. As Dylan came, Evan felt something strange, he grew slightly as the cum entered his waiting mouth. It wasn't much growth, as he could never be bigger than the Alpha God in front of him, but he felt his muscles get bigger.
Dylan also seemed to notice. "Stand," his deep voice rumbled.
Evan didn't even think, he stood to await his next command from his new master. Dylan looked down at the lesser man in front of him over his massive pecs. To test his new strength, he reached one hand out and grabbed Evan's throat and lifted him off a foot off the floor. Dylan laughed, enjoying his new power. Both men were rock-hard again despite the fact that they had both just cum. Dylan put Evan down. He reached a massive hand out and placed it on Evan's now relatively small chest. He massaged his nipples, teasing Evan, who couldn't even move.
Evan was lost in ecstasy. Dylan's new pheromones were so intoxicating that Even couldn't think of anything else. Every inch of the man, no, God, in front of him was the absolute definition of male perfection. His large feet, his thick thighs, the abs and pecs that stretched on for days, all the way up to the bearded face of the most attractive man to ever exist. The potion had clearly mixed with Dylan's already superior genetics and made him into the Alpha God he was now.
Dylan loved his new power. He loved looking down at his older friend, being bigger than him, all of it. He knew in his heart that all other lesser men should serve him. It was his right as an Alpha.
Dylan grabbed his phone, which now looked tiny in his hand, and sent out a dozen messages to his friends to get over to Evan's house immediately. "We're going to test out this new body," he told Evan.
Evan looked up at Dylan, "Should we try to find you clothes?"
"Why the fuck would I ever cover this body?" Dylan boomed. "I am perfect. It would be a sin to cover myself. Besides, who could possibly stop me from walking around naked like this if I want to?"
He was right of course. No man alive was as big or as perfect as Dylan was now. And even if some of the lesser men tried to control him, they'd just drop to their knees as soon as they saw him.
Dylan and Evan walked downstairs to await their guests. Dylan sat down in a chair, his massive hairy thighs spread wide for all to see. Soon, there would be a dozen muscular, hairy, men, all worshipping their new Alpha God.