Almost instantly, he felt a tingling sensation and saw in his mirror that some light hair had
begun to push out above his upper lip. He pulled his clothes off as quickly as he could,
stripping down so he could witness the changes in their entirety.
The light hair had also pushed out of his chest, crotch, pits, legs, and a few strands poked
out on the tops of his feet. He moaned and noticed his voice was deeper, and watched his
entire body stretch an inch taller, then two, three, four inches taller. In mere moments, he
shot up to 6'2" tall. As he grew, he noticed his chest, legs, arms, everything getting thicker
with lean muscle, like that of a swimmer, except with wisps of hair everywhere but his
crotch and pits, where the hair was kind of bushy. His face had a stronger jaw line, looking
more like an 18 year old. His cock and balls had kept up proportionally with his instant
aging, and at 5" flaccid, complemented his new mature body perfectly.
For a brief moment he appeared to be a perfect specimen of man, like he just fell out of an
Abercrombie & Fitch catalog. He rubbed his hands over his body in disbelief, letting out a
little moan that sounded more like a deep grumble than he expected. Then his
progression into freakdom began.
His cock became incredibly, painfully erect, the head extending further and further from
his crotch with each wave of pain, matching each beat of his heart, getting thicker every
other beat to keep up. As it lengthened, its skin color slowly turned from pink to a
jaundiced yellow to green. Once it had extended out to 15", his balls began to follow suit,
hurting so incredibly bad as the color of his scrotum changed to green and his testicles
inflated to insane proportions, forcing his scrotum to become tight, almost as though it
would tear, before it too began to grow. Trevor had fallen to his knees, hands against the
wall supporting himself, gritting his teeth against the worst pain he'd ever felt in his life,
stared down in disbelief as his balls and sack inflated and hung down until it rested on the
floor. Once the pain subsided somewhat, he stood back up, having to push his feet apart
to allow his balls to swing freely between them. He tried to walk and had a hard time
keeping his balance since his watermelon-sized balls would swing back and forth,
throwing off his center of gravity.
He stepped back in front of the mirror just in time for the final changes to begin. He felt
wave after wave of warmth coming from his crotch as his balls began flooding his every
cell with testosterone. He could smell his own manly musk emanating from his crotch and
pits, and watched as his pubic hair exploded out to a 8" long bush, which then continued
up his flat stomach, spreading out 5" wide and 4" long between his square, wide pecs, and
getting narrower and shorter as it passed his collarbone, went up over his adam's apple,
covered his chin and stopped at the bottom of his lower lip as the perfect goatee. He
rubbed his hands through his treasure trail – no, his treasure highway – and felt something
between his arms and the sides of his torso.
Lifting up his arms, hair was sprouting from his pits, growing to 12" at the longest and
shorter as it spread down to about nipple level on the sides of his torso and about halfway
between his shoulder and elbow on the inside of his upper arm. He swung his arms as
though he were walking, noting the sensation of rubbing and pulling on the silky soft
strands.
He looked down to his feet, knowing that that was all that was left to change. As he
watched individual strands of hair push their way out of his skin, he took stock of the fact
that his legs were also much hairier than they were prior to his entry to freakdom. In fact,
there were other changes that were occurring that he hadn't programmed in. He looked at
his face and saw that his jaw was even bigger than it was moments before, and his
forehead had grown a ridge protruding out from under his eyebrows, which had also
become thicker.
Concerned, he went back to the computer, having a much more difficult time arranging his
cock and balls so that he could lay on the floor to see the computer screen. The display
showed a split image of his body before the transformation and its current state, along
with some of the vital stats and most dramatic differences pre- and post-transformation.
He noted that his testosterone level as about 20 times that of his previous body, and
surmised that the higher level of hormones was due to his super-sized testicles, and that
was what was causing the additional changes. Even using the computer he found other
unexpected side effects of watermelon balls – his hands and fingers were incredibly thick
and strong, using the computer keyboard and mouse for comparison they had to be at
least four times bigger than his former self.
"Well, looks like it works," Trevor said to himself in a baritone that seemed to be getting
deeper as time passed. What else could he do?