Timothy quickly took off his tightening briefs revealing his now massive endowment. It now hung heavy between his legs, thick, he couldn’t believe how thick it had grown! not to mention its length, which seemed to be increasing. Timothy absent mindedly scratched his chest, still admiring his increasing manhood. Timothy pulled at his shirt collar to try and loosen it. What was really impressive were his balls, which were now the size of oranges, dangling there between his legs, they felt so heavy, so massive, so manly. Timothy continued to scratch his stomach, then his face and neck. A strange invigorating sensation was coming from his crotch, from his balls, it felt as if he was being flooded with sexual energy. Immediately, Timothy could feel his massive cock start to harden.
"Oh no..." he quietly said aloud. He watched aroused as his nearly footlong manhood began to stretch up and up, sending more sensations all around his body. But as Timothy was scratching his neck just then, it occurred to him that he needed to shave. Timothy moved his hand across his face and felt the rough sensation of a five o clock shadow. Again, he tugged at his collar to relieve the strain on the neck, wait... the strain on his neck? Timothy looked at down at his chest in disbelief, his body seemed a lot... wider, a lot thicker, his pecs, his chest, it stuck out in front of him now, and it hadn’t just moments before. Timothy moves his arms up under his shirt to scratch his chest, and that faint itching sensation hadn’t seemed to have gone away. Then again, an epiphany. Timothy realized his chest had really changed, it had grown, but what was now most shocking was the large amount of hair that had sprouted, that WAS sprouting, all over his chest, he could feel it.
Just then Timothy ran over to the mirror, his massive dick swinging between his legs. "What the?!?!" he cried. the reflection looked like him, sort of... but he looked totally different too, his face, more angular, giving him an older, more masculine appearance which he didn’t have before. His now clearly defined jaw line was also covered in a thick five-o clock shadow, much thicker than normal, and darker. His whole upper body was different too, his wiry arms had thickened up... ALOT! he had muscle there now too- biceps! On his chest, two large, round pecs could be seen pushing on the fabric of his shirt. At his collar a tuft of dark brown hair could be seen protruding out from under his shirt. In a state of shock, Timothy reached his hand up to feel it, the coarse hair rubbing against his fingers. His neck too had changed, it had grown thick and wide, pushing on the narrow collar of his shirt.
Timothy examined his forearms and biceps. It looked as if he had spent months at the gym, his biceps now large and strong. But again, timothy put his attention back to his cock, which was demanding his attention. It was at a full hard-on, it was a incredible sensation, never before had he felt anything so erotic. His dick had in the time he had spent looking at his changing body, grown to a full 2 feet erect. Timothy was at its mercy, and could do nothing but massage his huge manhood, and that he did, his ball too had swollen to the size of cantaloupes, Quickly Timothy climaxed, sending a spray of cum shooting into the air.
With that over, A sense of relief came over him. But that wasn’t the end, his cock, though they had gone soft, looked still bigger than before, maybe one and a one and a half feet? he couldn’t tell, all he knew was that his manhood was still growing, and that surge of energy coming from his balls hadn’t stopped, in fact, it had gotten stronger! Timothy looked back at the mirror. he was bigger! he knew it, he could tell! His chest, it was now so tightly hugging those thick slabs of muscle that his shirt was on the ripping point, and his hairy, ripped stomach was exposed, his shirt had gotten shorter too! Timothy struggled to take his shirt, now several sizes too small, off of his growing body, it took effort, but finally he got his shirt tiny off of him, tossing it into the corner of the room, now completely naked. Timothy looked at himself. Thick dark hair covered his entire front, starting from his pubes all to his chest, his stomach was totally covered with a treasure trail of brown hair, his chest was even more covered, and the hair seemed to be thickening as time passed. Between his two thick, now large pecs, a dark forest of hair had grown. It spread up across his pecs and up towards his wide, muscular shoulders.
"wHAt is haAAppening to ME?!?" Timothy shouted, but his voice cracking in mid sentence. "what is it dOING to me?!?" suddenly his voice shifted, it was deeper, he could feel it in his throat, his voice had grown significantly deeper, more masculine. In fact, he didn’t look so boy-toyish at all now, he had turned into the epitome of masculinity, his chest, his angular face, there was no way he would ever be mistaken as a woman like this! He couldn’t understand, how could this be happening? Timothy looked back at the chest. It was disorienting, everything in the room looked so much smaller to him now! He quickly walked over to his chest, his footsteps now heavy. Looking back down at the chest he didn’t know what to do...