John reached in and grabbed another one of the pills. Seeing the black pill towards the bottom, he only had one thought cross his mind. "Bigger penis," he smirked without bothering to look at the cheat sheet his uncle had given him. He quickly swallowed the pill and waited. And waited. And waited.
"Hmm?" John held his dick in his hand confused. "Weren't you supposed to get bigger?" he questioned as he rubbed his cock. Of course everything but that seemed to have grown. What had been fairly average to his 5'10" body, now felt tiny to his much larger form. He had to gently rub with his thumb and finger and couldn't quite get in a full stroke with his hand.
However, a knock on his door brought him back down to earth. "Shit!" he stumbled over himself as he jumped to his feet. There was no way he could answer the door in his naked self. He quickly went to his room to find some of the biggest and baggiest shorts he could find. They were still a bit snug around his massive quads and didn't even reach his knees. He was just glad he'd gone with the XXL t-shirt to sleep in. Though, it was still tight around his arms and chest. Every time he moved it felt as though it were going to tear away from his massive body.
Another knock at the door and he went running for it. He opened it to find Andrew on the other side. The 5'8" neighbor was always happy to come over and ask for help. "Woah..." the little guy said. Before the pill, he was only a bit smaller than John had been. However, now he barely came up to the giant's chest.
"Sup?" John tried to act nonchalant. He really wanted to try to lean into the more toxic elements of his masculinity. The way he tried to be dismissive of his neighbor made him let out a single laugh.
However, Andrew was anything but intimidated. The way he overtly ogled John's body made it obvious that he liked what he saw. His eyes traced the wide shoulders, went down over his thick biceps, around his massive forearms and then back up to his chest. Two heavy pecs pressed hard against a shirt that moments ago had been far too big for him just minutes before. "I was looking for John but you'll more than do!" he said excitedly.
"What do you want?" again John tried to act dismissive. It only seemed to make his pushy neighbor all the more excited. John didn't know how many times he'd been over to Andrew's to help him move a coffee table, couch, or desk. Then there were all the small little favors that Andrew had no right being so confident to ask for.
"I need help moving something. I'm sure it'll be barely an inconvenience for someone like you!" Andrew cheered. He was already walking back to his apartment before looking back to see John still in his doorway. "What are you waiting for? Come on!" he waved John over.
'What the Hell?' John felt this weird pang in his stomach. He knew he should just say, 'No,' but the word didn't feel right. Logically he knew he could just close his door and ignore Andrew, but the discomfort inside him only continued to grow. Words caught in his throat. Before he knew it Andrew had made his way back to him and grabbed his hand, pulling back to his apartment.
"Come on. It'll only take a minute or two," Andrew pulled and John followed. Despite being twice the man's size and probably being able to bench press him, John followed Andrew. He'd heard that lie so many times, yet he couldn't verbalize against it. "Perfect," Andrew said as he pulled John into his apartment and closed the door. "Now," he clapped his hands, "Let's get started."
Before John knew it, Andrew was ordering him all over his apartment. They started with the couches and moving the rug. He'd just bought a new TV and wanted the whole living room to be moved. It moved into the bedroom, where John ended up lifting the bed while Andrew changed the rug underneath it. What had been said to only be a minute or two quickly turned into an hour of moving furniture. John was sweating as he continued to have to lift, move and adjust himself as Andrew ordered him around.
"You know you can take your shirt off," Andrew smirked.
"Eh?" John felt himself blush. The flirty way Andrew said it made him feel odd. Though, the shirt was rapidly becoming more annoying. Sweat had seeped into it and it clung to his newfound muscles. Plus, the pang in his stomach returned as he tried to think of a reason to keep it on. It only took a few more seconds before he took it off revealing the hard muscles underneath. A forest of hair covered his chest and ran over his cobblestone abs. He took a breath and felt better again.
Andrew bit his bottom lip as he stared up at the giant. "You're huge..." he stated.
The blush on John's masculine face only deepened as he heard the compliment. "Thanks..." he scratched the back of his neck, raising his massive arm up and unconsciously flexing it. It felt good for someone to notice. John looked away, as he tried to figure out why.
"Come," Andrew commanded as he grabbed John's hand and led him back into the living room. "Sit." With the littlest of pushes, John fell onto the couch. Andrew ran off to the kitchen and filled up a glass of water. "I just wanted to say thanks for helping out. John's usually not this friendly." He sat down next to John and leaned in. His hand found it's way onto John's abs and parsed through the thick coat of hair on his abs. "You don't mind..." Andrew leaned in closer. "Do you?"
John shook his head. His breathing grew shallow as Andrew's face drew closer and closer to his. Their lips touched. More of Andrew's weight leaned onto John's body as they kissed. John felt his tongue inside of his neighbors mouth. Never in his life would he have thought this would happen. The pushy way he'd always been had been frustrating, now it was enticing. Each time Andrew told him to do something, he felt a strange joy after he was able to be helpful.
"MmmPH!" John gasped, breaking the kiss. Andrew's hand had found it's way onto his cock and gave it a tug.
"Someone's excited," Andrew mocked as he pulled again. He leaned in for another kiss. One hand was happily giving him a tug, while the other continued to gently explore John's body. John couldn't keep up.
The more Andrew forced onto him, the more excited John felt. A tingle started to form in his ass. His massive body squirmed on the couch only encouraging Andrew more. The feeling only grew as Andrew pushed him closer and closer to the edge. His body craved the touch of the other man. He couldn't stop it. Even the kiss had stopped as he was full on panting from the sexual pleasure of the touch of his cock.
"OOOMMMMMPPPHHH~~" John moaned as his body convulsed. Every muscle contracted all at once and he couldn't help it in the slightest. The sheer excitement from the climax was more than he could have imagined as the stain quickly soaked through his underwear into his shorts. "Oh... Fuck..." he groaned.
Andrew leaned his weight back onto John's body. He looked at him with a bit of confusion. "What's wrong?" he asked