After Biology class, Clara attended her next couple classes, Physics and Literature, both of which were honors classes. In both classes, she noticed an overall lack of men. ‘Not surprising,’ she thought to herself, ‘The faculty probably think that no man would be smart enough for these kinds of classes.’
Then she had her lunch period, which was the first time she usually saw Jeff on a usual school day anyways. She grabbed her lunch and headed to the lunch room, excited to see Jeff for the first time. At the usual table that they sat at (now alone, Jeff was too shy to sit with others), she saw the well-muscled back of a man that seemed to engulf the chair he was sitting on. She walked around him and pecked a kiss on his bearded cheek, seeing her boyfriend for the first time.
“Hey babe.” She said and smiled as she sat down next to the enormous teen boy. Even with the beard, you could see Jeff’s face turn red as he looked over at Clara.
“Cl-Clara… this is- just… wow…” Jeff rumbled with his much deeper voice. He nervously fiddled with his opened lunch, packed for him by his dad - a massive piece of chicken on top of a pile of rice and veggies. Jeff could barely see it past the almost comically protruding pec shelf that adorned his chest.
“Pretty crazy, right? That program is pretty cool if it can do all this. What do you think?”
Jeff stuttered. “O-oh, uh… well do you like it?” Afraid she wouldn’t like the response, he deflected into asking her instead, and nervously ate a bite of his food.
Clara hadn’t noticed, her mind already subconsciously thinking of Jeff’s opinion as less important anyways. “It could use some fine tuning, but it’s pretty neat. I could live like this for a while.” She smiled as she ate into her meal.
“Yeah, sure.” Jeff responded. ‘If it’s good enough for Clara, it’s good enough for me,’ he thought, his male submissiveness in complete control. He squirmed in his chair a little at the thought of never being able to cover up again, no more shirts or pants, just this for the rest of his life. Clara looked over and noticed Jeff’s deep discomfort and frowned. His opinion may not matter as much as hers, but she still wanted to take care of her man.
“So,” Clara said between bites, “Wanna come over later and finish fine tuning this place? Then we’ll stay here a while and then try whatever you have in mind.”
“I uh… I can’t. I have to work tonight.” He pulled his work briefs out of his backpack, small black briefs that had an enormous pocket for his package, and outside of the pocket was the Pizza Jim’s logo.
“Oh right. I guess I’ll do it solo then.” Clara shrugged. “But if you have a note for me, now’s the time to share.”
“Well, uh… could I maybe-“ Jeff stopped himself. He wanted to ask for more clothes, but that wasn’t right. He knew it wasn’t in his gut. So instead, he stuttered and asked, “Could w-we have more muscle on our legs? It’s k-kinda hard to stand with h-how top heavy we are…” His face grew even redder as he spoke, his shyness getting the better of him this time.
The bell rang, indicating their lunchtime was over. Seemed like it wasn’t enough time to either of them. The both of them stood up, and Clara got a good look at the whole of Jeff - his waist and legs much smaller than his upper body, clearly inspired by the ‘cartoonish look’ she asked for, but Jeff’s legs were wobbling from the strain of trying to lift the heavy upper body he carried. Protruding out in front of the two stick-like legs was an impressive package sealed behind a straining set of briefs. Clara also noticed that, despite the muscle growth, men hadn’t grown any taller either, with Jeff still being an inch shorter than her. Still, she wanted to kiss her boyfriend goodbye, so she inserted herself between his massive pectorals and planted her lips firmly on his, exploring his mouth with her tongue while feeling his beard tickle her face. She pulled away and he was once again blushing, this time from arousal.
“I-I-I… Gotta g-get t-to Plumbing class!” Jeff stammered and awkwardly walked away, and Clara could clearly see the waistband of Jeff’s briefs fighting for its life against Jeff’s growing erection. She smirked as she headed to the rest of her classes for the day.