Derek felt a tingling senasation, on the screen the webpage loaded, there were new pictures of different people going through different transformations.
"Wow" Derek sighed, the site seem pretty ligit to him. "What all can you do here?"
"No time I need my man hood click there and there..." Ben yelled out his hands idly rubbing his privet less privates through his sweat pants. Derek did so and they both waited.
"You clicked start right?" be asked looking down his shorts.
"Yes, how long should this take?" Derek asked back.
"It shouldn't take long, it didn't the first time." Ben stared at the bare patch of skin where is dick should have been.
Derek started clicking through the page again, looking at all the options. he page for muscle-transformations caught his eye and began clicking through it. If Ben grew his dick back, then Derek would enjoy himself on this page, he began to get hard merely thinking about it. "this is taking too long!" Ben cried he reached out to take Derek's laptop away from him, pulling it up and out of both their hands. It fell to the hard floor with a flash of light, shattering into hundreds of pieces all over the living room.
Ben yelled in outrage at this turn of events. Derek instead wailed in confusion. His hard on was quickly growing out of hand, his dick now inching down his pants leg, his balls compressed in is tight underwear.
"Ben, whah? what is happening?" Derek cried out, his dick had reached hi knees. Ben stepped back in equal confusion, he was supposed to grow, not Derek.
Derek grabbed at his pants buckle, eager to remove the constricting cloth from his body. he found that his dick made it hard to pull off the legs, meanwhile, his balls grew, his testicles jolted with pain.
Ben gulped, Derek felt the same panic he felt when his own dick was out of control.
Derek wailed as his pants tore free, his underwear gave way, revealing balls the size of baseballs, and a dick the size of a bat to match.