"ARGH!" You shout as you give yourself a big stretch. Every pulsing nerve in Sam's body felt like so much more life than your old body had. The sheer weight of muscle that encapsulated Sam's body felt like one pulsing piece of pleasure after another. You smiled again, a wide, cocky, arrogant, proud smile as you looked back in the mirror. Sam had a dusting of blonde hair over his sharp, edged face, and the thick curls of blonde over his head made him look like some kind of accomplished California surfer. You bit your lower lip as your glistening white teeth showed through, cracking another smile and admiring the jock's beautiful and handsome face, bright blue eyes, and intensely masculine muscle on this body -- now your body -- that you held.
You knew everything about Sam, his history, his personality, his skills. You were in control, in complete possession, but you had all the tools in Sam's brain to be able to perform as him perfectly.
"First thing's first," you told yourself as you lifted up your arms so your biceps were parallel to the floor. Flexing upward, you watched your muscle bulge against the t-shirt, stretching the fibers as they gave outward. Crossing your arms you flexed again, admiring your new forearms with whisps of blonde hair covering them. Your chunky, thick hands had fingers of steel, well cut fingernails and thick, callused palms.
You couldn't help yourself, you had to see what was underneath. Who the fuck cared if someone walked in. You quickly pulled the t-shirt off as you stepped out of your tennis shoes. Dropping the t-shirt your smile widened as you saw your new, broad shoulders and thick pecs. You traced your hand down your abs, rolling the tips of your fingers over the valleys of muscle as you reached your belly button. There, a thick puff of hair concentrated down to your waist underneath your underwear band. You turned to admire your backside where your lats rippled down your back and your thick shoulders were apparent up against your thick neck.
"This is too fuckin much!" you whispered. Checking yourself out, you couldn't help but notice that your dick was hardening with every second.
You had to see it.
You unbuckled your belt and unzipped your jeans before shoving both the jeans and grey boxer briefs down to your ankles. The breeze of air hitting your loins caused your dick to jump. You looked down and chuckled as your newly-acquired dick hardened to full mast. The stock of meat was massive, a pulsing seven inch hard monster. Your balls were equally huge and despite being pulled up into your body they were like huge eggs waiting, begging to be touched.
You quickly stepped out of your pants as you turned back to the mirror, moving between a full frontal and a profile angle, admiring the massive football bubble butt and bulked quads that Sam's body owned. As you looked at your ass, you slid your hands down your abs once more and cupped your balls, shuddering as a new wave of orgasmic pleasure rippled through you. "Ugh," you whispered. Sam's balls were churned full and ready to explode. You weren't sure if it was caused by the ring or if Sam was always like this.
Sitting nearby the radiator in the bathroom sat a couple of freestanding cinder blocks. You lifted each with one hand and practiced curls and then presses with your arms, staring at the mirror and admiring the fine contours of muscle bulge and twist with each move. Your dick started to leak pre with each press, and you knew you had to give it the attention it deserved.
You sat the blocks down and traced your fingers across your dick and balls, feeling them carefully as they cocked into your body and ready to release your new seed.
One hand around your dick and another cupping your balls, you began to pump, each successive thrust brewing a greater and greater orgasmic ripple, a greater wave of pleasure, a greater feeling not only of masculine sex but one of extreme satisfaction, you were now Sam, you were now the star receiver, you were now everything you had wanted and you can live this life for as long as you want.
But that wasn't all, you held what you thought was the most powerful ring of eternity, something that could allow you to literally manifest anything and everything you could imagine. What else would you do with it? Who else would you become, who else would you possess and influence and seduce. "Umm," you whispered as all these thoughts swirled in your head, you could feel yourself brewing closer and closer, each pump a greater feeling of pleasure than you had ever felt before.
It was time, you knew it was here. Ready to release, you aimed your dick at the mirror in front of you, "ARAGH!" you shouted, a deep guttural moan of pleasure as your dick cocked and exploded. The first shot hit out with such ferocity that it slapped the largest splash of cum you had ever seen, shooting all the way to the mirror in front of you.
Your body rocked in pleasure as a wave of goosebumps and a spasm of pure delight rocked your body, warm cum rolling out of your dick cock and cock like a waterfall spilling a puddle in front of you.
"Ummm, fuck yeah!" you said as you continued to pump, More and more and more until, finally, it slowed.
You shook your hand to fling off the spooge that had caught onto your hand. Deep, controlled breaths as you reflected on what was the most powerful orgasm of your life.
"I can do fuckin' anything!" you realized again, smiling at yourself in the mirror. You stretched and turned again to see your dick fading back to its flaccid but extremely impressive state.
Just then you heard footsteps approaching the door. "Whoever is walking in here is in for a sweet surprise!" you told yourself.