I was so excited, I didn't drive to the gym - I ran. My new body was performing wonderfully - fluid and strong and swift. I arrived at the gym, two miles away, barely out of breath at all.
I strode inside, my first time at the gym. I paid the clerk the $10 one-day fee, and sauntered off to the locker room, as she watched my ass. Or was it my bulging crotch she was gazing longingly at? Who could tell? I certainly didn't care-I just loved the attention.
I grinned, looking at the sea of virility around me. I went into the locker room. I wasn't really here to work out, of course. I was here to find... subjects...
The first one entered two minutes later. I sat on a bench in the corner, and scanned him discreetly with the Chronivac. A big man, he has plenty of muscle to spare, and a mean streak that was known in the gym. Perfect. I had thought of only taking a little from each, but looking at his personality readouts, I knew I had to take more. I dialed the Chronivac up to remove thirty pounds from him, and give them to me. He'd still be big, but nothing compared to what he was now. I pushed the button on the Chronivac, and the device did its work.
As the man changed, he felt his clothes get looser on him, as thirty pounds of muscle slowly drained away. He didn't notice at first, but then began to pant and whimper in alarm, as he realized he was getting smaller. For my part, I was lost in a haze of pleasure, barely registering him. I felt the muscle flow into me, almost like solid energy, my body getting bigger, stronger, more massive. My clothes were getting tighter around my body, as I swelled to a powerful size. I looked down at the Chronivac readout, giddy.
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 160 lbs
Build: muscular
Penis: 7.5" x 9"
Age: 22
I loved the feeling of it all, but I wanted more. Much more. I looked over at the man. He was still at least 210 pounds of solid beef. I yearned for it, even as the man fought panic, bemoaning the loss of muscle, his pride and joy. I didn't care. I punched in the numbers, telling the Chronivac to take another 50 pounds, and three inches of height as well.
I pushed the button, and nearly screamed as I felt the energy hit me, sucked from the man's shrinking body, slamming into me with incredible force. I felt myself swell to a 6'2", 210 pound muscleman, ripped to shreds, my muscle thick and powerful, while the man shrunk down to a 5'9", 160 pound fellow, ordinary in almost every way. He ran from the room, screaming, while I stood up, feeling my new body, delighting in the way that my clothes stretched so tight over my now much larger frame. With a moment of giddiness, I pushed "save" on the Chronivac, laughing as I felt the changes settle into place.
Outside, drawn by the commotion, two of the man's friends came into the locker room, wondering what was going on. The Chronivac scanned them both, and I licked my lips, thinking of what to take next. "What the fuck is going on in here?" one of them bellowed, his deep voice gruff, but with a hint of uncertainty and fear in it as well. I grinned at them, an evil look on my face. They looked at me with confusion, not really understanding what they faced. But I was too giddy with my success, too drunk off of the thrill of taking power and size, to care about my actions. I commanded the Chronivac to take two inches of height, two inches of cock length, and seventy pounds of muscle from each of them.
I pushed the button, and they both cried out in alarm as they felt the rush of the drain come over them, sweeping them aside like a wave, their bodies shrinking, their clothes becoming loose and oversized. I, on the other hand, was growing magnificently. Getting taller, bigger, more powerful. I let out a bestial roar of power as I felt my shirt begin to tear, my huge torso pushing through it, as my shorts tightened around my huge legs, stretched to the max by my massive thighs, my powerful glutes, and my growing crotch. I breathed in deeply, loving the feeling of my new body, as I reached a new size. Like their friend, the two men fled, smaller and weaker than they'd been in years, while I looked in the mirror, flexing my huge arms, admiring my freakish reflection. My new stats were impressive:
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 350 lbs
Build: hypertrophied-muscular
Penis: 11.5" x 9"
Age: 22
I let out a roaring laugh, as I watched my reflection flex and pose, showing off my massive new body. I pushed "save" on the Chronivac, and that experience nearly made me cum on the spot, it was so exciting. I turned and walked out of the locker room, hornier and more confident than I'd ever been before. I wanted sex. And I was going to get it.