Author’s Note: Changing to Third-Person Point of View.
John Smith was your everyday typical guy, from his name to his appearance. He had short brown hair, that he usually brushed neatly before going to work, light brown eyes, fair skin, and stood at an average height of 5’ 10”. To be frank, John appeared to be the epitome of basic. Even his looks were nothing to write home about, he wasn’t ugly but he wouldn’t exactly call himself good looking either, with his lanky body, thin limbs, and lack of facial hair. John had always struggled with gaining muscle definition and growing body hair, most likely the result of his low testosterone production, but he couldn’t help it! It wasn’t his fault his package was so small!
Package? That reminded him…
John looked from the lack of a bulge at his crotch to his coffee table, leaning forward from the armchair he rested on to pick up the ziplock bag and jostle it in his hands, staring at the colored pills that rolled around. When he originally found the package at his doorstep in the morning, John imagined it to be the new toaster he had ordered, yet he was met with this instead. A box sent by his uncle with a ziplock bag of pills inside. Besides the pills, his uncle had only included a note stating:
These are the X-Pills we talked about a while back. Accidentally made an extra batch and remembered you wanted to spice up your life. Hopefully these will do the trick.
Sincerely,
Your Favorite Uncle,
George
John was unable to find anything else within the box, just the pills and the note, zero instructions to be found. Where were they? Did Uncle George forget them? John frowned. His uncle was a genius but he was also a scatterbrained jokester. John couldn’t be sure if his uncle had actually forgotten them due to his short attention span and messy lab or if he had deliberately excluded them to mess with him. Regardless, there was nothing he could do now. His uncle was currently staying at a cabin in the mountains and wouldn’t have signal for a while, completely unreachable by anyone. John could either wait to call him for help or experiment with them on his own.
John instantly opened the bag and began to rummage through it.
“They’re probably just some gag pills anyway,” John thought as he stroked his fingers through the small pills, unsure of which to try. That’s when John spotted a pill near the bottom of the bag that grabbed his attention. It was a cerulean blue that reminded him of his insecurities, his lack of masculinity, the pill the same shade as the male gender-orientated color.
“I bet Pierce is all the man you want, huh, Jennifer?” John said as he took the pill out and threw the ziplock bag back on to the coffee table, anger coursing through him. Instantly John popped it in his mouth and swallowed, noting the bland taste it had as he felt the pill reach his stomach. A few seconds passed as John considered whether anything was supposed to be happening. The rips of his clothing answers soon enough.
It was Saturday morning so John was still in his pajamas, his favorite pair as a matter of fact. They always helped him relax on the weekend with their comfortable fabric and roominess. But at the moment they felt as if they were several sizes much too small, constricting his body as it began to change. The clothing clung to his torso as his body began to shake, muscle definition increasing at an exponential rate. His arms and legs filling with strength as power began to grow within him, his muscle mass increasing. It wasn’t long before his pajamas were shredded, his boxers joining them as shards of fabric on the floor as his brawny body sat free and nude.
John was much more masculine now, his thin limbs replaced with thick legs and arms, large bulges protruding from his calves and biceps. That wasn’t all, his torso had become firm and packed with muscle as well, two sturdy pectorals bursting from his chest accompanied by a chiseled six-pack below.
John moaned as he felt himself continue to transform, his body implementing more masculine traits. John grew as his height increased, reaching nearly seven feet as his body adapted to his new stature. He gained a wider neck with a bigger adam’s apple that gifted him a deeper set of vocals that made his moans louder and more seductive. John’s face was next, his jawline becoming more chiseled as he became more handsome, two thick eyebrows and a nice bushy brown beard forming on his face. The hair spread as his forearms and legs became covered in hair, nearly every inch of his body growing thick brown strands. The hair ran from his hands through his arms and to his shoulders, fuzz all over his pecs and abs with a good treasure tail to boot. The same could be said for his under region, his legs and thighs just as hairy, his small bush of pubes expanded into a forest. There was also a light dusting on his back, his muscular bubble butt also covered in hair but just a small amount.
It was apparent the changes were coming to a close as they reached his privates, his member already erect and leaking pre-cum from the sensations his transformation was causing. He thrusted his hips as he dug his fingers into the armrests of his chair, desperately seeking gratification as his dick began to grow in length and widen, his balls filling up with seed as they followed along and grew bigger and heavier. They dangled lowly, his erect cock continuing to grow.
After John had gained a proper set of privates suitable for the masculine specimen he now was, the changes stopped, the blue pill done with its job but leaving John aroused and extremely horny.
John looked down as his line of sight was blocked by two large and hairy pecs on his chest, restricting him from viewing his new dick completely. However, with its new length and at full mast it still stuck out a good amount, allowing John to watch drips of pre leak on to the floor. Using both of his large rough hands, John enveloped his cock and thrust forward, lost in a newfound sense of lust.
John panted and moaned as his mind grew numb and lost a sense of rationality, only seeking more and more pleasure. His new body’s sex drive was off the charts! And John had no experience controlling it.
John continued to masturbate, jerking off madly as he strived for release. At last he reached his climax as waves of seed erupt from his cock, splattering the floor with a thick white load. Letting go, John’s cock continues to cum, his dick swinging wildly while his balls hung unfulfilled, barely drained of what they contained. John needed more. He needed to release some more cum and he definitely needed to feel more pleasure.
John’s mind was a mess as his head spun, his eyes scanning the room before resting at his coffee table. The opened bag of pills was lying on top, a few pills scattered on the table from his previous burst of rage.
“Will these… give me more… pleasure?” John thought as he grabbed a random pill of the table, bringing it closer to his mouth.