Cole finally finished his marathon session of jacking off and growing, utterly exhausted, yet energized at the same time. He stood, and admired his reflection in the mirror. He was so much bigger than before - big body, big muscles, big cock. He flexed and grinned as his reflection flexed back at him. "Fuck yeah, who's the man?" he grunted happily, winking at himself. He had been pretty big already. The first pill had made him huge. The second had made him massive.
Cole walked out of the room, his big member swinging between his thickly muscled legs. "Matt? Where are you, little bro?" he called out, putting emphasis on the word 'little'. He got no answer. He looked around for a few minutes, getting annoyed. Then he saw that Matt's car was gone. "Spoilsport..." he muttered. He had hoped to lord it over his younger, but formerly larger brother a bit more.
Instead, he'd have to find some other way to have fun. He itched to show off his new body. To find other men and have them stare at him in awe. Cole was horny as hell, and needed to get off. The sooner, the better.
Cole went back into Matt's room, looking at clothes. They were a bit bigger than his own, of course, but would be a tight fit on his massive new body. Grinning, he pulled on a pair of briefs. They barely fit over his round, thick ass, big thighs, and huge package. When he finally managed to stuff himself into them, he looked at his reflection and grinned. He looked obscene, standing there in too-small underwear, cock stuffed in front, looking like a model with help from an extra sock. But there were no socks in there - that was all Cole. Next he pulled on a pair of Matt's shorts. His huge thighs bulged beautifully in them, straining them. He'd prefer pants, but he knew he was too tall for anything Matt owned. He'd have to buy some. Finally, a tee shirt, which had been loose on Matt's muscular frame, but which hugged Cole's huge torso, completed the package. He slipped on some sandals, which were too small for his big feet, but it was the only thing he could wear. With a parting grin for his manly reflection, stuffed into too-small clothes, Cole headed for the door.