When the boys finally arrived home, Jamie prepared a hearty meal, knowing that Timmy would need the extra fuel to support his body. As they sat down at the table, Jamie served up generous portions, but he quickly realized that Timmy’s appetite had increased significantly since his transformation.
Timmy devoured his food with gusto, his plate emptying at an astonishing rate. Jamie watched in amazement as his little brother polished off not just one, but two helpings, leaving Jamie to wonder where all that food was going. “Wow, you’re really putting it away tonight!” Jamie remarked, chuckling as he pushed his own plate aside, feeling a bit full himself.
“Can’t help it! I guess I need to keep up with all this new muscle,” Timmy replied, grinning as he wiped his mouth with a napkin.
After dinner, Timmy leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile on his face. “I’m feeling pretty tired,” he said, stifling a yawn. “I think I’m going to head to bed.”
“Alright, buddy. Get some rest,” Jamie replied, not thinking much of it. He figured that after such a long day and a big meal, Timmy was just ready to recharge.
Once Timmy had headed off to his room, Jamie took it upon himself to clean up the kitchen. He washed the dishes, wiped down the counters, and put away the leftovers, all the while humming a tune to himself. The rhythmic sound of running water and clinking dishes filled the space, creating a sense of calm after the busy day.
After finishing the cleanup, Jamie decided to check on Timmy, wanting to make sure he was settling in for the night. As he approached Timmy’s room, he noticed something unusual. From behind the closed door, he could hear grunting noises—deep, strained sounds that made him pause.
Curiosity piqued, Jamie knocked lightly on the door. “Hey, Timmy, you okay in there?” he called out, his brow furrowing with concern.
The grunting continued, and Jamie’s heart raced a little. “Timmy?” he asked again, this time pushing the door open slightly. The sight that greeted him was unexpected.
Timmy's imposing figure was sprawled out on his bed, which now seemed far too small for him. His colossal body was completely naked, and his manhood stood at attention, the veins on it pulsating with each rough stroke. His muscles tensed and relaxed as he pleasured himself, a sight that was both awe-inspiring and slightly intimidating. The room was filled with the sound of his heavy breathing, a testament to his newfound strength and power.
“Timmy, what are you doing!?” Jamie exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock as he stepped into the room.
“I can’t help it, bro! My body is moving on its own!” Timmy replied, his voice a mix of frustration and confusion. He was clearly caught off guard, his expression a blend of embarrassment and disbelief.
Jamie's heart pounded in his chest as he tried to make sense of the situation. "What do you mean it's moving on its own? You need to get a grip!" he exclaimed.
Timmy shook his head, still lost in the throes of pleasure. "I don't know, Jamie. Ever since I started growing, everything feels different. It's like I can't control some of my impulses! I’m not purposely doing this!" he said, his voice strained.
Suddenly, he stopped mid-sentence and let out a low groan, his body tensing as he ejaculated. This time, the force was even greater than previous times, and his load shot straight up, splattering against the ceiling with a force that Jamie had never seen before.
The sheer volume of cum that Timmy released left Jamie in awe, questioning if it was even possible for a human to produce such an amount. He expected Timmy's arousal to subside, but to his surprise, his younger brother's member remained rigid and pointed straight up, as if eager for more.
Once again, Timmy's body began to undergo a transformation. This time, the changes were centered around his genital area. Blood flowed into his penis, causing it to expand and elongate. With each passing second, it grew larger and larger, until it protruded another two inches from his body.
Jamie watched in awe as his younger brother's penis continued to grow. It was now an impossible length of 14 inches, and its girth was almost as wide as a soda can. Jamie had never seen anything like it before, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of shock and disbelief at what was happening before his very eyes.
As Timmy's penis continued to grow, so too did his testicles. They began to swell, expanding like overfilled balloons until they were larger than grapefruit. The skin around them stretched taut, and Jamie could almost hear a churning sound coming from them as they worked tirelessly to produce more and more spunk.
As Timmy's genitals continued to expand to an extraordinary size, he did not cease his self-stimulation. Instead, he intensified his efforts, employing both hands to stroke himself with a fervor that Jamie found astonishing. Timmy appeared to have lost some control over his actions, his body seemed to have a mind of its own, moving and writhing with an uncontrollable urge.
Suddenly, Timmy's body tensed up, and he let out a low groan as he experienced another orgasm. Jamie watched in amazement as his brother's body convulsed with pleasure, the force of his ejaculation sending streams of spunk flying through the air and onto the ceiling.
The force and volume of Timmy's ejaculation had increased once again, leaving Jamie in awe. He estimated that Timmy must have ejaculated at least 200ml worth of spunk, enough to fill a regular water bottle. The ceiling was now covered in Timmy's spunk, and it looked like he had slightly damaged the roof with the sheer force of his ejaculation.
Despite the intensity of his orgasm, Timmy's penis remained rigid and engorged, as if it was still eager for more. Jamie couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of concern and fascination as he watched his brother's transformation continue.
And then it happened—Timmy’s entire body began to grow. It started subtly at first, with his glutes swelling and rounding, filling out the space beneath him. He could feel the fabric of his bed straining against his expanding form.
Next, his chest began to expand outward, the muscles stretching and thickening as his lats widened, creating a powerful V-shape that made his shoulders appear even broader. Timmy marveled at the sensation, a mix of exhilaration and disbelief coursing through him as he watched his reflection in the nearby mirror.
His biceps swelled, becoming more pronounced and defined, the veins snaking along his arms like rivers of strength. The valley of his abdomen deepened, transforming into an incredibly pronounced and impossible eight-pack that looked as if it could bend coins with its sheer definition. Each muscle seemed to ripple and flex with life, a testament to the incredible changes his body was undergoing.
Timmy couldn’t help but flex instinctively, feeling the power surging through him. He was both amazed and slightly overwhelmed by the transformation. It was as if he were becoming a living embodiment of strength and vitality, each muscle a testament to his newfound potential.
Timmy’s limbs began to stretch and widen, an exhilarating sensation coursing through him as he felt his entire body transforming. Each muscle fiber expanding and filling out with newfound bulk. He could hardly believe what was happening as he shot up in height, his frame growing taller and more imposing.
In a matter of moments, Timmy stood at an astonishing 8 feet tall, placing him among the ranks of some of the world’s tallest individuals. The room around him seemed to shrink as he towered over everything.
As his body continued to fill out with muscle, the growth felt more intense this time—each expansion accompanied by a rush of energy that surged through his veins. His chest broadened, the muscles rippling beneath his skin, while his arms thickened until his biceps were thicker than Jamie thighs, veins popping out like ropes as they flexed involuntarily. His back widened, creating a powerful silhouette that exuded strength and confidence.
Timmy could feel the weight of his new form, the sheer mass of muscle giving him a sense of power he had never experienced before. He flexed his biceps, watching in awe as they bulged and defined themselves further, the contours sharp and impressive. The sensation was intoxicating, a mix of exhilaration and disbelief as he embraced the transformation.
With each passing moment, Timmy felt more powerful, more alive than ever before. The world around him seemed to shrink as he embraced his new size.
As his growth started to taper off, he felt a rush of energy, a sense of invincibility that was both thrilling and daunting. He glanced at Jamie, who stood wide-eyed, taking in the astonishing sight of his brother’s metamorphosis. “This is unreal!” Jamie exclaimed, his voice filled with awe.
Timmy, who had been laying on his back, suddenly sat up, causing his rigid penis to point directly at Jamie. With a low groan, Timmy ejaculated for a third time in the past minute, this time with his penis pointing straight at Jamie. The intensity of the ejaculation was so powerful that a massive load of cum cannoned into Jamie's chest, robbing him of his breath and sending him sprawling to the ground.
Jamie lay there, dazed and bewildered by the impact. He couldn't fathom what had just transpired, and he struggled to regain his composure as he tried to make sense of the situation, with cum still dripping down his chest.
“Bro!” Timmy yelled, a wave of concern washing over him as he rushed to his brother’s side. His heart raced as he knelt down, instinctively lifting Jamie as if he weighed nothing at all. The sheer strength coursing through Timmy was both exhilarating and alarming, and he felt a mix of panic and urgency.
Once Jamie was back on his feet, Timmy’s expression shifted to one of deep remorse. “S-Sorry! I didn’t mean to do that. R-Really! I don’t have any control over this!” His voice trembled slightly, the weight of the situation pressing down on him.
“It’s fine, Timmy,” Jamie reassured him, trying to calm his brother’s evident distress. “I know this is all new for you. Just take a deep breath.”
Timmy nodded, his brow furrowed with worry. “I just… I didn’t want to hurt you. Everything feels so intense right now, and I’m still trying to figure it all out.”
Jamie nodded, his eyes widening as he took in the full enormity of his brother standing before him. Timmy had transformed into a towering figure, and the sheer size of him was both awe-inspiring and a little intimidating. His pecs were so massive that they jutted out like a shelf, creating a powerful silhouette that emphasized his newfound strength. The muscles were well-defined, and his nipples pointed downward, accentuating the impressive curve of his chest.
The recent growth spurt had significantly increased Timmy’s height, and as a result, his pectoral muscles now stood out prominently, creating an unexpected barrier between him and his brother. The muscular contours of his chest jutted out so assertively that they effectively obscured his view. Timmy found himself leaning forward slightly, straining to peer down past his own chest to catch a glimpse of Jamie. Jamie had to tilt his head back and crane his neck just to catch a glimpse of Timmy's face.
Jamie’s head barely reached Timmy’s impressive abdominal wall, placing him in awe of his brother’s physique. His eyes widened in astonishment as he took in the sight of Timmy's abs, sculpted like bricks, each one defined and pronounced with remarkable clarity. There were eight of them—an eight-pack that Jamie had never thought possible, a feat that seemed almost superhuman.
The crevices between each individual ab were so deep that Jamie could fit his finger up to the first knuckle between them, a testament to the incredible definition and muscle tone Timmy had. The way the light caught the contours of his abs made them appear even more striking, as if they were chiseled from stone.
Jamie's gaze continued to travel downwards, taking in the full extent of his brother's transformation. He couldn't help but notice that Timmy's dick was still rock hard, despite the fact that he had already experienced three intense orgasms. The churning that Jamie could hear from Timmy's balls suggested that he would be ready to go again in just a few moments.
“Timmy, are you—”
“Bro, sorry,” he replied softly, his voice now deep and resonant. “I don’t think I’m even close to being satisfied yet.”
Jamie nodded, recognizing that his little brother seemed to be struggling to gain control over his body at that moment.
“In that case, I’ll leave you to it,” Jamie said, a hint of concern in his voice. “Just try not to make too big of a mess if you can help it.”
“Thanks, bro. I’ll clean up after myself when it finally softens,” Timmy assured him, a hint of sheepishness in his tone.
Jamie nodded, feeling a mix of concern and understanding for his brother's situation. He understood that Timmy seemed somehow compelled to act, as if he had no choice in the matter, and he wanted to give him the space he needed while still looking out for him.
As Jamie exited the room, he gently closed the door behind him. However, it didn't take long before he heard the familiar sounds of pleasure emanating from within. Timmy's deep groans filled the air, accompanied by the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin. Jamie couldn't help but imagine the scene unfolding behind the closed door.
Over the next hour, the sounds of Timmy's ecstasy continued unabated. Jamie lost count of the number of times he heard his brother reach his peak, but it was clear that Timmy was on a mission to tame his unyielding libido. With each orgasm, Jamie felt a strange mix of arousal and curiosity, wondering just how far his brother would take things.
As the hour mark drew near, Jamie estimated that Timmy had reached his peak at least two dozen times, each release punctuated by a deep, primal groan. Finally, it seemed like Timmy had reached his limit, and Jamie decided it was time to check on his brother.
Quietly, Jamie opened the door to find Timmy sprawled out on the bed, his once-rigid member now soft and lying against his bulging abs. Jamie let out a sigh of relief, grateful that his brother seemed to have weathered the storm of his own making.
As Jamie approached the bed, he couldn't help but take in the sight before him. His brother's chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, a testament to the exhaustion that comes from such intense pleasure. Jamie felt a strange mix of awe and curiosity, wondering what it must be like to experience such overwhelming desire.
With a gentle nod, Jamie closed the door behind him, leaving the sleeping giant to rest and recover. He couldn't help but feel a newfound appreciation for his brother, and a sense of curiosity that he couldn't quite shake.