Simon turned back to his mirror, wiping at the cum that is hanging on the hair of his chest. Rubbing at it with a tissue, he is amazed at the wonderful sensation of manly hair. "God, I'm really starting to love this hair" Simon said, softly.
"I was gonna axe you dat" Ricky says, noticing his different accent. "Whut did ya' do to your body befuh I got here?"
"I made myself older and hairier" Simon said, a bit taken aback by his friend's new voice. He looked back and up at his 6'1" friend. "Why? And how come you seem to have an accent?" Simon asked, coming over to Ricky.
"Ah don't know, but Ah ain't gunna complain none" Ricky smiled. He sat his toned athletic body, feeling the ebony skin rub against the leather seat. "Ah think Ah've got an idea for us now" he continues, rubbing the black stubbled jaw. Ricky was appreciating how masculine his friend was, standing before the mirror with his too-tight briefs and too-small socks. Typing in the computer, Ricky says "Stand the fuck by, mofo!"
Simon watched his older friend hit enter and felt the warm tingle spread out to his extremities. "Oh fu..." Simon moaned, as he felt his body start to shift, the bones in his body starting to restructure. Simon's eyes watered, as he saw his friend come out and over to him. Slowly, the dark brown eyes grew closer until Simon watched them look him dead straight and then get lower. "Oh... I'm taller?" Simon said, his voice cracking.
Ricky watched and nodded slowly, as his friend grew taller and taller, stretching out into a lanky man, a head taller than him. Ricky smiled, looking down just slightly at the hairy collar bone. "That's part one" He growled, as Simon's eye grew wide.
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"Part one?" Simon started and then clentched his gut, as an unseen force kicked him straight in the nuts. Moaning, Simon tried to steady himself on his friend, only to find he couldn't move. "What...the..."Simon grunted, as his voice grew deeper.
Ricky watched in awe as pound after pound started to grow on his younger friend's frame, plumping with muscle and fat. A small ball gut started growing, pushing his briefs waistband outward. Forearms, biceps and chest bulge thicker with muscle, as Simon's neck grew thicker. Legs plumped up until they were larger around than Ricky's waist. Calves blossomed out, making wearing jeans a new problem Simon would have to deal with. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Simon stopped groaning in pain, feeling his body's growth spurt subside, but not noticing the after affect.
"Fuck man, you's gonna be chasin'd da girls away... if you'd swung dat way" Ricky smile, as the sound of fabric ripping fills the room. Looking down, Ricky watched as his friend's formerly 5" soft cock was swelling bigger, now hitting 8 and a half flaccid inches. Then, surprisingly, it started to thicken, growing in girth until it hit the size of a Coke can. The head was swollen and prominent, like a small apple. Behind it, two large oranges had pushed forward, stretching the hairy sac out and down.
Simon looked down at Ricky, still woozy from the growth spurt. His voice started to speak, but then the final part hit him. Slowly hair start to crawl across the thick ball belly and over the mountainous pecs. After he'd been regressed to 16, Simon had a small trendy goatee at the chin, but now... thick stubble grew over his cheeks, darkening them. Simon's mustache slowly grew denser and spread out and over his upper lip to connect with the rapidly filling beard. Hair grew over the shoulders, down the arms and across the wide span of his back. With a last spurt, two final things occured. A tattoo grew in dark ink of a bear claw over a Texas flag on his right bicep, and Simon felt something bulge out inside his lower lip. Peeling it back, Ricky saw a thick dip of Copenhagen. Simon let the lip snap back, as he worked the dip with his tongue.
"Whut did ya do ta me, Dawg?" Simon asked in a thick Texan drawl. The sound of it made Ricky's black cock twitch.
"Well, Ah made you a big bear of a 16 yr old redneck man" Ricky smiled as his friend explored his new body. Thick, large hands rubbed the hairy expanse of Simon's gut, as he watched in the mirror.
"Fuck man, this is sheeet-hawt" Simon growled in a deep bass, as he pulled a coke can out and spat into it. "Ah'm so damn big" Simon smiled as he looked back, realizing something important. "Ah'm how old?"
"You be a fucking HUGE-ass 16 year old bastard!" Ricky cheered, slapping his huge friend on the shoulder. "You be a dippin, tattooed, hung ass sum-a-biatch"
Simon looked over at the large palm sized tattoo. He spat again, rubbing the large dip in his lip with his tongue, absent mindedly packing it like a pro. "Ah sure as hell don't look no 16" Simon chuckled as he rubbed his now inch thick circle beard and noticed the sideburns that grew down to the jaw. "How big d'ya think I'd be at yer age?" He asked.
"Well, that'll be something to find out next change, eh?" Ricky replied, as he got up and let his friend back behind the computer. It was humorous watching his friend struggle to fit the small chair. His butt had outgrown the seat by four inches on either side.
A small grin creased Simon's hairy face, as he looked over at Ricky. "Ready for yours, boy?" he growled, spitting in his can, as he hit enter.