You lean back, enjoying the sensation of your new redneck friend massaging your dick with his tongue. "Awww, yeah. You enjoy country sausage, right boy?" you say in your thick drawl. Rich stops sucking enough to say, "Hell yeah, sir. We grow 'em down south!" As he takes your cock back into his mouth, you hear the door open and a voice in an annoying northern accent call out, "Hey Richard, what happened here? You throw a party in here? It looks like a pig sty."
Richard stops pleasuring you again and looks up, "Aw man, it's that damn Yankee I share this place with, Robert." An idea forms in your head, "Yo, Rich, I think we should teach this guy some manners." "Oh yeah," he replies.
Rich gets up and goes to the kitchen, as Robert had apparently entered through the back door. You hear Rich call to his housemate, "Hey, Bob. Howsabout you an' me wrassle?" You hear the sound of a struggle and Robert yell, "Who the hell are you? Get out of my house you sick freak? And what have you done with Richard?" Rich responds, "The name's Rich now, Yankee. Doesn't matter though, yer gonna' need to lose some of the northern aggression."
Hearing your cue, you head to administer the cologne, not bothering to put your clothes back on. They would just come off again soon anyway. You enter the kitchen and see Rob. He's a pale skinny twig of a man, a part of you remembers that he was in the IT department in your office. Looking at the nude beast of man walking toward him with a pronounced erection, Rob freaks out. "Get away from me you pervert! You too, you stupid hick!" he yells at the both of you, impotent rage the only thing he has left.
"That's enough of that," you say mockingly as you spray him with the last of the cologne. "I'll kill you, you..." Rob's voice trails off as he too passes out from the effects of the spray. Rich relaxes his grip on Rob, holding him up now instead of restraining him. Rob's clothes vanish, fully exposing his weak body. You take a step back as the changes begin. Rob begins growing, both in height and bulk, until he over-tops Rich. His muscles fill out along with his gut, until he has a firm, round belly. His skin rapidly takes on a rich tan. His dick regains a foreskin as it gains length and girth, his balls becoming pendulous. You think it's almost over, but then the hair growth explodes across his chest, shoulders, and back and down his arms and legs. His beard extends into a braid and a long ponytail reaches down his back. A tattoo of an eagle appears on his right bicep as a grizzly paw appears on the left. Finally, a leather vest springs into being around his torso as worn jeans and black, leather boots join it. You take a quick out the window and see a rugged motorcycle appear in the driveway. You look back at your newest friend, Bob. No wait, Bubba.