David arrived at just after 10pm and headed straight to the bar. He wasn’t really sure why he’d come. He
didn’t really want to see Tony and be reminded of what was going to happen to him so...was it just because
he’d been told to and he liked following orders? He didn’t normally – David always liked to know why he was
doing something. At work this was easy: “paying customers want their food dammit!” in the words of Mrs Somers.
But tonight...he hadn’t bothered to ask himself that question. He shrugged it off.
The barman turned to him and said “Hey bud, what can I get you?”
He was cute, David noticed, frowning as soon as he realised he’d thought a man was cute. But he was: trendy
blonde hair, button nose, butt-chin, obviously worked out, tanned...David almost asked him for a Screaming
Orgasm but stopped himself.
“I’ll just have a beer,” David said instead. Immediately he was shocked the words had come out of his mouth –
he hated beer! Why the hell had he ordered that? Oh well, may as well take it in case I appear rude, he
thought. While the barman poured it, David focussed on the girl standing at the bar next to him. She was tall,
slender, wearing a very flattering black dress that showed off her tits and ass. And David felt nothing.
‘Fuck,’ he thought. While he didn’t mind everything else that was happening to him that much he really wasn’t
keen on becoming gay. Was it worth it to look like he’d always wanted?
The barman soon returned with the beer. David paid, and took a sip, almost reeling back in surprise. This
was....this was good! Really good! Refreshing and malty, the bubbles tickling his throat – before he realised
he’d had half the pint. Better slow down, he thought.
Just then he felt a buzz in his pocket. Taking his phone out he saw a text:
‘Booth by the jukebox. Tony’
David immediately went over, and he saw Tony’s eyes casting the room. David was only a few steps away and he
was still scanning for someone he recognised. He still looked like himself though...didn’t he?
“Tony,” David said when he was at the booth.
Tony looked up and was visibly surprised, “Holy shit man, David?! You look totally different, come here
fuckhead!” he said as he threw his arms around him in a big bear hug. David was surprised how familiar Tony
was with him, and how at ease he in turn felt around Tony. He breathed in the musky scent from Tony as they
hugged – fuck he smelled good! He felt his dick stirring as he thought that, and Tony obviously noticed.
“Wow, packing down there aren’t we?” he said as they sat down.
“Hehe yeah,” David replied, “Measured today, eleven inches.”
“Eleven? You’re shitting me man, at two weeks in! How big were you before?!”
“Seven.”
“Shit....I bet you’ll be a fucking monster. All over I mean man – I mean look at you! You must be what, two-
ten already?”
“Two-twenty,” David replied, flexing a bicep as he spoke.
“Fuck....man you got me sprung. Gonna need to do something about that later...anyway, I just thought it’d be
good for us to catch up. You’re going through some big changes, in more ways than one, and I thought I’d try
offer what advice I can. Did you see the card I left you?”
“Yeah I checked the website. What’s the New Man Initiative?”
Tony took a sip of his drink and smiled, “A science experiment gone wrong. Sounds all comic book-y but it’s
totally true. Some scientist in Indiana wanted to try cure obesity and he thought – hey, at the same time why
not make everyone more attractive? Cos let’s be honest, that health bullshit is at most 50% of the reason
people want to lose weight, the rest is image. So he makes this virus in his lab which is meant to infect host
bodies, turn the fat into as-close-to individual atoms as possible, and then give instructions to use the
atoms to make the host more attractive, different instructions depending on gender, you know. Wouldn’t want to
give a guy huge knockers right?
“So he sends his report to the government and asks for funding. Gets flat turned down. Seven times. He gets
desperate. So late one night, when he’s at his lowest low, this guy fills a syringe with the virus, plunges it
into his forearm, and...nothing – well, not straight away anyway.
“Now you can guess what happened. This scientist, who was an ordinary family man, wife and two kids, God-
fearing, middle-aged, workaholic, bit of a belly and never went to the gym – over the course of a few weeks he
turns into a muscular gay guy who has no interest in his wife any more, and is finding men more and more
attractive. Now when the guy realises what’s going on, he’s understandably terrified. He’s 45 years old, known
exactly who he was all his life, and then – bam! Everything changes as-near-as-can-be overnight. So he runs
out on his family, his work, everything. Comes right out here and, again, while feeling pretty low, realised
he needed sex. Not just a normal need when you’re real horny, but as in if he didn’t have sex like now he was
going to die. I’ve been there once or twice, I swear to God that’s what it feels like. So he runs out of his
apartment and sees this homeless guy on the street. Now I’m warning you David, when these kinda primal urges
take over you’ll do anything – and I mean ANYTHING – to satisfy them. He didn’t kill him if that’s what you’re
wondering but it isn’t much to be proud of.
“So the scientist goes up to the homeless guy – mid-twenties, down on his luck, poor guy – offers him a
thousand dollars if he’ll suck him off. The homeless guy isn’t too pleased about this, he hadn’t been on the
streets too long and he’d done alright so far, was hoping he’d be able to avoid prostitution. But he needed
the money so he reluctantly went into a back alley with the scientist, and gave him oral to the best of his
ability. He’d never done it before but he thought he’d probably need to swallow to get the whole thou’. So the
scientist cums, and then takes the homeless guy in, gives him food and shelter, explains what’s going to
happen to him and helps him through it. He knew the change was going to happen instinctively, but he only
found out afterwards that the virus is sexually transmitted – at first he thought it was confined to him. But
the scientist realised that at least there was some good he could do with this and help guys adjust to their
new lives as easily as possible.
“So as you’ve probably guessed, the scientist was Matthias Coren, the guy who made the website on the card,
calling it the New Man Initiative to sound all legit.”
David thought for a minute, mulling over the story, “Ok...but how do you know so much about the homeless guy?”
Tony grimaced a little and stared into his drink, replying, “That was, erm...me. Actually I used to go by Ant
but after the change I preferred Tony, brought out the Italian look in me. I mean as far as I know no-one in
my family’s Italian, but this change somehow brought out some in me, don’t you think? Some guys change their
names completely but most change it just a little bit – it’s hard to live with the same name but a different
body.
“But see for me, this change and how it happened was a huge life preserver for me. I never would have survived
on the streets I’m sure, but with looks like these I do some modelling, some acting, some porn, all sorts. So
I count myself lucky really.”
After a little pause to let all that sink in, David asked, “The website couldn’t say for certain how I’d
change. Is everyone pretty similar?”
“So far as we know. We think about twenty guys total have changed so far, including you, and as the website
says none of them change in quite the same way. Everyone gets better hung, goes gay and needs to change other
guys. Most guys seem to put on muscle, but not all at the same rate. Until I changed you I held the record for
most muscle gained, I’m pretty sure you’re going to beat me easily! Some guys get fatter, and it seems like
everyone either puts on muscle, or fat, or both. So we’ve got some real svelte bodybuilders in our ranks, some
big fat daddies and muscle bears in between. I got some hair growth and that’s pretty common, a bit over half
of guys get hairier. We’ve had one guy go from being Scandinavian to like Latino, another from African to
Japanese, but racial changes are quite rare, I think there’s just those two at the moment. And that’s all we
know for sure right now, there may be the scope for other changes we haven’t seen yet. But enough about us,
let’s talk about you fucker, what’s happened to you?”
“Well I’ve put on a bit of muscle-“
“A bit? Dude you’re a house! I can’t wait to see how big you get,” Tony interrupted with a cocky wink.
David giggled in reply, he felt very warm and a bit nervous talking to Tony, but he carried on, “My dick’s
grown, I’m thinking less about girls and more about guys. I don’t like that and I’m trying to hold onto being
straight, but it doesn’t feel like it’s working,” he thought for a moment, there was something he was
missing...oh yes, “And I’m finding it harder to concentrate on stuff. I’m getting orders wrong at work, I
forget things. I used to like crosswords, but I tried one today and I got bored real easy...if I think too
hard my head hurts so I just shrug it off...I think that’s it.”
“Oh that last one’s interesting – is David getting dumber?” Tony said with a big grin, “Now that’s a new one.
That’ll be fun, can’t wait for it. Were you smart before?”
“I guess so, did well at college but couldn’t get a job I wanted so I wait tables waiting for something to
come up.”
“And you’re fucking up waiting tables now? Fuck Dave, you’re going to be dumb as shit by the end of the month,
haha. Well that might be all you get, or there could be something else. I only got the hair growth in the
middle of my fourth week, just woke up one morning and I’d gone from smooth as a baby to covered in hair. I
didn’t think I’d like it but I do, so it got me wondering if I just liked it because it was me or if the virus
changed what I like, just like it did with my orientation...anyway I think that’s all I need to let you know,
but there’s one thing I wanna do before I go.”
“What’s that?” David asked.
Tony smiled and lent in close, “See that monster cock of yours, of course.”
And with that, Tony went into the bathroom, beckoning David to follow. David was unsure at first, but he felt
strange, like he needed to be near Tony. So he drained the rest of his pint and ran into the bathroom, locking
the door behind him.
“Alright fucker,” Tony said, “Let’s see it.”
David undid the tight jeans and pulled them down as quickly as he could over his big ass and legs. Suddenly
though, his semi-hard dick flopped out, by now nine inches of power, which Tony looked at enviously. He drew
closer to David and slowly kissed him on the lips, before slowly moving down his body to kiss his dick.
“Won’t it change you?” David asked.
“You only change once – me and Coren found that out early on,” Tony replied with a grin, before slowly taking
David’s quickly-hardening cock in his mouth and sucking on it earnestly.
“No...no....Ooohhh fuucckkkk,” David moaned as muffled moans came from Tony – he swore he heard the big man
laugh but he couldn’t tell, Tony’s mouth was too full of cock to make out any words.
David felt incredible – he knew even as a virgin that Tony was an expert cocksucker, and within minutes he was
ready to cum.
“Fuck Tony are you ready?” he asked as he wrapped his hands around his head and moaned in pleasure as his cum
shot into Tony’s throat. While David was still breathing heavily from a first class suck, Tony came up and
gargled with David’s cum before swallowing and licking his lips.
David couldn’t control himself any more and pulled Tony close, kissing him full and hard. After a few minutes
of saliva swapping, Tony released and asked, “How do you feel?”
David thought a moment and replied, “Well I think I’m starting to like guys a bit more...”
Tony smiled, “My boy,” he replied as he clapped David on the shoulder, and they walked out of the bathroom and
into the bar, “I’ve got to go now David, but if you need me call or text and I’ll make the time to see you.
Let me know how you get on with the rest of the month!”
And just like that he left. David felt a little let down and a bit alone, but shrugged it off and went home
too, ready for his third week to begin...