Mike walked behind you holding the tiny black bottle in his left hand, and tightening the knots binding you to the chair. As he makes his way around, tweaking each knot, he comes around, and gets to the robe that secures your waist to the back and seat of the chair.
"Gotta make sure you don't wiggle out wimp" he grumbles and slaps your cheek.
He then looks over at the other two jocks who had been standing around with sly grins on their faces.
"Alright you two. I believe you know what this dork needs to be one of us! C'mon The faster we finish the faster we can get him in the gym!"
Bill and Rick both grunt and pull down their shorts, revealing 2 stuffed slightly yellow jock straps. Mike see's your awestruck reaction as the two strip down, and start stroking their 11 and 12 inch pythons.
"Uugh really you faggot, I guess we've got a little more to deal with than I originally thought." He says in a disgusted tone "But this just might make it easier for this here formula to work!"
He rips your shirt off, then your jeans,leaving you in your black and pink boxer briefs. He runs his hand down your flat sickly stomach, and brushes against your already half hard 5 incher making you gasp. As the other two moan and grunt, speading up their jacking, Mike takes the bottle and hold it up to Ricks's dick. with his other hand, he starts fondling Rick's egg sized balls, which instantly makes him shoot 8 thick loads into the bottle. Panting slightly, Rick puts his clothes back on, sits on one of the benches, and waits.
Mike walks over to Bill, who was furiously jacking his pole, and does the same, but this time, Bill takes a few minutes to shoot. He also dresses and sits, now waiting to see what will happen next.
"Alright so I guess I should explain the process to you fuck head" Mike says. "So the formula needs some jock seed to really get the precess going. Otherwise it could take months. Now I've got about 13 or so loads of my two mate's seed here, and the loads I stroked out before we got you makes 17. We also worked out hard as hell, sweating and collecting it, so you've got the formula, jock sweat, and seed, and now we need one last thing. We would have been done right here if you were straight. But now I gotta get some hoe to cum so it'll make you crave pussy! Good thing I had Jenna here waiting just in case."
He walked around the corner and bright out a beautiful girl of about 20. 5'9" of perfectly smooth tanned fuckability stood in front of you, yet your previously rock hard bone was now deflating fast. She had 34C perky breasts and dark brown hair streaked with sunkissed gold. Stunning green eyes and perfect pearly white teeth. She stood there in nothing but her black lace bra and panties, which you could tell where all but soaked from hearing the boys jack off.
Mike, with a tiny flick of his beastly hands tore her panties off and immediately plunged 2 of his meaty fingers in causing her to scream in pure ecstasy! Fingering her hot wet cunt and manhandling her breasts, she was getting closer and closer to climax when he stopped. She looked like she was about to jump on him when he guided her over to your chair, and forced her crotch over the handle where your hand was tied. He took your wrist and twisted it so that your hand was now on her dripping sex, you could feel it throbbing for attention, she was still moaning. But you couldn't stand it and turned away, trying desperately to pull your hand away.
"Don't worry, in a little while you'll be beating yourself up for not taking this opportunity!" Mike said slyly and forced your fingers into her.
Making you pump in and out as she moaned and bucked, he held the bottle to her cunt, and sucked her nipple throwing her over the edge. She arched her back and ground her pussy into your hand squirting her fluids all over you, then slumped over gasping and lightly caressing her body. Mike walked her over to the door that lead to the girls lover room, kissed her quickly, and then came back.
"Alright now I've got all I need. Formula, jock seed and sweat, and some cunt cum. Ready for this?"
You were squirming like mad trying desperately to get free, as Mike got behind you, held your head back, nose shut, and force fed you the liquid, then held your mouth shut. You tried frantically to spit it out. the taste was awful. Slightly salty, musky, with a sickeningly sweet undertone. But he held on till finally, deprived of air, you swallowed. The minute he let go you tried to vomit, but he gagged you with the girl's panties, making quite sure you couldn't. Sitting down on the bench with Bill and Rick, all watching intently as your struggling and whining started to die down, they wondered if this was actually going to work. Truth be told, Mike had found out about this only a few weeks before, and hadn't tried it out yet. Staring at your now limp body, they waited. Until after a few minutes, they noticed you stir.
As you started to feel something in your stomach, you noticed that you were getting hotter. it was like your belly was on fire, spreading heat through out your scrawny geek body. Like your stomach acid and the formula was boiling. You could almost feel it bubbling. When you suddenly felt pressure.
"What did you do to me!!" you scream out in pain!
Your stomach was starting to bulge out, just a little at first, but as the bubbling got worse, you notice with great discomfort that your belly is now pushing out. Extending till you had what looked like a beach ball jutting out from your once thin flat stomach. It felt like you had been filled with air, and was very uncomfortable, but the bubbling had stopped. You could hear the contents sloshing around with every move you made, until unexpectedly, you belch! A long, Low belly belch deflates your stomach, you can taste the formula for a second time, and the firey heat starts again.
"What the fuck did you fuckers do!" You yell out, your voice cracking and you don't realize you've just cursed.
Mike Bill and Rick stare dumbfounded, and Mike yells out with pride,
"We have IGNITION!"
You look down at your feet, which are now cracking and reforming from your previous size 7s, until they reach a mighty size 16. Your legs follow suit, lengthening as you scream in pain, until you reach 6'7" a good foot taller than you were. The pain travels up to your waist, that widens out to size 34, stretching your briefs to the limit. They feel incredibly tight, almost suffocating. That is, until you feel like you've been kicked in the balls, and your tiny limp dick bones up and grows. 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 inches until it finally stops at 12.5 of rock hard meat, and increases in girth to the size of a toilet paper roll. Your balls are quick to follow. Inflating like water balloons till they reach the size of large chicken eggs.
You start to yell out at the Jocks as your body reacts to the formula.
"Fuck what is this! My, my body uuuuugh god! You douchebags are dead when I get out of this!"
The pain and muscle contractions reach your torso, as you watch in horror as it lengthens to match your now long legs. You feel it in your arms also, bones cracking and twisting to regrow and lengthen. By now, you look like a bamboo tree, long and thin. But the jocks know whats coming next.
"Fuck you guys! Dudes! Serously what the fuck is this! I'm a fucking string bean!I'm gonna kick your fucking asses when I get free!" You bellow, your voice now clearly a few octaves lower. Still not the sultry deep tone of a jock, but getting there. And you still don't realize that your language has changed dramatically. And you've picked up a slight Cali boy accent.
The Jocks watch in wonder as your eyes roll back into your head and your body convulses. Pulsing with your increasing heart rate as pounds and pounds of pure muscle are added. Your legs beef up from twigs to tree trunks of powerful muscle. Your butt puffs out into the perfect muscle bubble butt. Perfect for football and baseball pants. Your abs tighten and tone with each beat of your heart. From a 4 pack, to an 8 pack. seeing that ever so sexy V forming. Pointing to your already huge package. Your pecs balloon up and your nipples point downward and jut out as your back and shoulders crack and break forming into the beautiful torso if a California Surfer and sports freak. Your neck also thickens and your head gets larger, as your voice box grows dropping your voice down to its final, ultimately sexy tone.
Right now, the jocks are awestruck. Right in front of their eyes, a scrawny little book worm has transformed into a god. But the changes are still yet to be over.
"Dudes what the fuck is up with my voice! You fuckheads need to let me go! I swear I'll fucking kill you!" You bellow. Now realizing the power and force behind your manly new voice.
Just then, your hair lengthens and turns dirty blond. It curls slightly, and stops at your shoulders. Your face transforms from that of a sickly looking nerd, to the perfect example of male godliness. and a light dusting of stubble grows on your new powerful jaw. You feel a slight itching under your arms as dark brown bushes of curly hair push out, even with your arms tied to your sides, the hairs poke out quite alot. Not a single follicle appears on your chest or abs, except for a thin blond treasure trail leading up from your beautiful hard dick to your outie belly button. A light dusting on your legs finishes off your transformation. And you sit there, a 20 year old Adonis tied to a chair panting slightly.
Little did you know that along with your physical changes, the formula also altered your mind. Unfortunately for the jocks, the results weren't exactly as planned.
"So Andrew looks like we got what we wanted! Now, I'm gonna ask you a few questions." Mike says to you while you take in your new body. "First off, I see you're still rock hard after all that. Remember that bimbo I brought in before? What do ya think of her?"
You answer back enthusiastically, "Damn bro I wanna shaft that bitch's tight fuckin cunt!"
You think to yourself, shocked, "did I just say that!"
"Alright!" Mike bellows triumphantly. "And what about sports Andrew?"
"Oh fuck yeah I play everything and fucking rock at sports!" you reply before you can stop yourself.
Before the changes, you would have never even imagined sex with a girl. You were full on gay and were secretly proud of it. But now all you could think about were perky round breasts and dripping wet pussies. Your dick throbs excitedly with these thoughts, and now you also find that you truly love sports, and are in fact, the best at everything you play! But there is hope for the old Andrew. The jocks don't know it yet, but you've still got your brains, and might just find a way to get back to way you were before.....