After exiting my apartment, I began the descent down the stairs to get to the ground floor from my 3rd floor apartment. As I walked down, I felt my pecs, ass, and package bounce in my clothes. I had to admit, it was a strange, but enjoyable, feeling. By the time I reached the bottom step, my crop top had ridden up my pecs and revealed my nipples. Not that it would’ve been a problem with the changes ai made, but au pulled the hem back down and under my pecs, where it sat clinging tightly to my… I guess you could call it underboob. I walked to the sidewalk, looking both ways to see where I wanted to head, and decided that I wanted to walk by the construction site next to my apartments. They were building another complex next door, and I’d seen the usual guys that worked there, they were all pretty big guys. I was curious if they would become gay, or if the straight ones would be smaller because of the change, so I started walking that way to check it out for myself.
Instead, I saw an almost entirely new crew of guys, and by their dress, it was easy to tell that all of them were gay, or at least bi. The only guy I recognized was Brian, one of my neighbors that I had a small crush on. I assumed he was straight, but now there he stood, wearing only one of those orange safety vests, showing off his now even larger pecs and biceps that made me swoon a little. His exposed chest and stomach were shaved, but he wasn’t completely hairless either. His already toned abs became incredibly pronounced, turning him from looking like a gym regular to a pro bodybuilder. He was actually probably just a bit bigger than me, so he was probably bi, not that I minded. Sweat dripped down his body, causing his already attractive muscles to glisten in the sunlight… I could feel my dick stiffen and strain against my tight shorts. I think he noticed when he looked my way, because when he did, he smirked, gave me a wink, and flexed a bicep for me, resulting in a softball sized mound on his tanned arm. If I wasn’t rock hard before that, I definitely was now.
I took a mental note to talk to Brian after work and went back to just trying to observe the changes at large. I’m doing so, there were two other guys that caught my eye on the construction crew. First was a rather large guy, with a rotund stomach, wearing a stringer tee that was tight around his midsection. He was definitely overweight before the change, but it seems that his gut turned into something of a muscle gut. His stomach still jiggled with each step, but his muscular arms and legs forced a intimidating gait that gave an air of self-confidence and strength. He was also rather hairy, making him overall look like a bear. The other was short, probably no more than 5’4, and he was wearing a mesh tank top that was plastered to his torso, showing a completely hairless torso, and his jeans had patches with rainbows and doodles on them. He looked young, probably fresh out of high school, and his hair was long on top, with pink highlights. What was strangest was that despite his young and innocent appearance, his body looked like that of someone who just stepped off a wrestling mat. His pecs stood out far past his face, and his biceps, even unflexed we’re the size of cannonballs. Through the mesh, you could see his stomach looked absolutely shredded, clear 8-pack abs and his skin was taught against his obliques. His lats were wide, causing his upper body to almost double in size from his thin stomach and waist. Between his legs was also a python of a dick, reaching down almost to his knee. It was easy to assume that this boy was formerly a twink. The twink was carrying around a girder in one arm, and he didn’t look too strained by it.
That’s when I realized that gay men having bigger muscles made them so much stronger. I didn’t think of it at the time, it should have been obvious in retrospect, but I was more focused on the aesthetic appeal of it than the practical use. So now gay men were probably much preferred for physical labor jobs like construction, as they could do much more than any straight man could.
I got some ideas for some more changes I could make, but I had some other things I could do to.