The next few days passed relatively uneventfully: David went to the gym all day, returning home later that
night, then flexed in the mirror, jerked off and slept. He’d started eating more, going from three meals a day
at the start to six now, and he had a huge craving for protein, however he could get it. Eggs, chicken and
fish had become staples, and carbs and fats had gone right out the window. David couldn’t explain why but he’d
just lost the taste for them.
Whenever he saw himself now, the first thing he thought was: ‘fuck, I look GOOD’. His hair was getting a
little long but was nicely tousled, and he hadn’t shaved since the start of his changes giving him a rugged
look. And his body had grown to a size best described as: huge. His shoulders looked as though bowling balls
had been shoved under the skin; his traps were enormous and came close to obscuring his neck; his pecs were
spherical mounds of muscle; his abs a powerful eight-pack; his biceps at least 22 inches; his ass a round
bubble which looked awesome in everything he wore; his legs massive tree trunks. His hands and feet had grown
too to match his new huge body, but his dick and balls had stopped growing at just over a foot long hard and
eight inches in girth. Even soft he was a mammoth nine inches, which was quite difficult to conceal. ‘Thank
God I’m not any bigger’, thought David, as if it had got much bigger it’d be impossible to use it for anything
useful.
However, by the end of the third week, David was starting to feel a bit tired of marvelling over his own body.
Or rather, of him being the person doing the marvelling. So on the Friday evening in a fit of horniness he
decided to turn on his computer’s webcam, and flex on video. He pulled some double bis, showed off his triceps
and his pecs, his big meaty ass, and he jerked off at the end of the video, showing off his enormous meat. He
put it on one of the muscle worship websites online, and saw the adoring comments rolling in: how other people
wished they looked like him and wanted to do things to him. Even though he’d just cum, these comments really
turned David on again. But he had started to feel funny. There was a tightness in his chest and across his
stomach, quickly turning to a burning sensation. His cock was hard as diamonds and leaking pre all over. ‘This
must be it,’ David realised, ‘This must be what needing to change someone else feels like’.
Without really realising it, he grabbed his phone and texted the person on the top of his contact list to come
over: Alex. He felt really bad for this but he needed to fuck someone, needed to pass the virus on. As he put
down his phone he realised he was shaking. A reply came very quickly,
‘in the area now, be over in ten mins, alex’
David started pacing the room: the passing seconds felt like hours. He was sweating and shaking, his cock so
hard it was hurting. But he also had a period of mental clarity: he knew just how to get Alex to do what was
needed.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and David ran over and opened it, seeing Alex standing there. He was
wearing a tight vest which showed off his muscled upper body and a tribal tattoo on his left arm.
“Jared?” Alex asked when the door opened, “I got a message from David asking to meet, where is he?”
“Oh he’ll be back soon...” David replied, “Come in.”
“Are you ok? You look terrible,” Alex observed as he sat down on the couch while David locked the door.
“Just catching David’s flu I guess...Alex can I ask you something?”
Alex nodded and David continued, “How do you think I look?”
“Erm...pretty good I guess. Huge. I mean, to be honest, I wish I was just about your size, I always wanted to
be huge.” Alex was a little surprised as the words came out of his mouth. Until he’d been in Jared’s presence,
he’d never thought about being bigger before...had he?
Bingo, David thought, “You obviously take care of your body. You look good too by the way, hope it’s ok to say
that. How would you feel if I could tell you a way you could look better than that with no effort?”
Alex looked confused, “I’d say you’re deluded. Takes a lot of hard work to look as good as this,” he replied
as he flexed a bicep.
David’s pants tented a little as he continued, “I’m not kidding Alex,” (he’d guessed that’s what deluded
meant) “I used to be a little guy like David, but then I found out this secret and grew like crazy. There’s a
little catch, but it’ll all come together.”
Alex looked cautious and asked, “What do I have to do?”
David smiled and pulled out his huge cock, “Suck my dick,” he said.
Alex jumped up, “What the fuck man? Dude that’s sick...put it away,” he said when David still hadn’t put it
back in his pants.
“I’ve a little secret for you. My name’s not actually Jared, and David’s not actually sick. I’m David.”
Alex looked incredulous for a moment, then stared at his face and everything fell into place, “Holy shit! I
thought it was just a family resemblance but that’s too fucking close...Shit! Fuck David, how did you get so
huge in three fucking weeks?!”
“You want to be this big don’t you Alex?”
Alex looked unsure for a moment, “Well, yeah, but....”
David interrupted, “So suck my dick, and you will be,” David knew this was a lie as he didn’t have a clue how
Alex would turn out, but he needed to change him soon.
Alex hesitated, but slowly came over and slid his tongue along David’s huge cock.
“Mmmm yes Alex, suck on daddy’s shaft,” David had never thought about calling himself ‘daddy’ before but it
kinda suited the moment.
Alex was obviously not enjoying it, but thankfully for him David needed a quick release. After just a few
minutes he felt it building and warned him, “OK Alex, you ready? You gotta swallow buddy, OK?”
Alex didn’t respond – too busy trying not to be sick – but as David came in moans of ecstasy he dutifully
swallowed all of David’s hot salty cum. He then rose and said, “OK David, what the fuck is this?”
David tried to explain everything that had happened over the last three weeks: his absence from the group; his
growth; how he got fired; how he turned gay – everything. But he got a bit muddled and broke off halfway
through, so Alex had to ask some questions.
“So..what, I’m going to get bigger now?”
“It’ll take like three weeks, but yeah.”
“And I’m going to be gay?”
“Sorry Alex...but I had to.”
Alex scowled at him, “What do you mean you had to?! You can change anyone in the whole fucking city, why the
fuck did you pick me?! I don’t wanna be gay! I didn’t think you did either!”
“That’s what I’m trying to say, I didn’t. But through these few weeks...I dunno man, it just kinda
happened...and I like it. Can’t really figure out why I liked girls before, you know?”
Alex was clearly unhappy, “No, but I will soon right? Fuck this, I’m leaving.”
As Alex turned to go David stood up to stop him but just then, he felt light-headed. All the blood had rushed
from his head and he looked pale as a sheet. He started to sway.
“Dude...are you ok?” Alex wasn’t sure what was happening. Should he still leave?
David collapsed onto the couch and started to breathe really heavily, his huge chest rising and falling fast
with the effort of getting so much air into his lungs. His clothes were soaked with sweat, he was moaning in
pain, his knuckles white from how hard he was gripping the couch. Alex grabbed the phone and was about to dial
911 when he heard a rip. He turned back to look at David, and saw that his vest had ripped across his pecs.
“Fuck, you’re growing more!” Alex murmured in shock.
He could only watch as David swelled even bigger, his shoulders growing ever broader, his stomach creasing up
into tighter crevices, his arms bulging with even more thick ropes of muscle. Before long his pants ripped too
across his growing thighs, and along his calves not long after – even his crotch bulged a little more. His new
muscle mass was twitching with the effort of growing so much in such a short time, his pecs were bouncing
involuntarily, and his arms were bouncing in spasms too. Soon the colour started to return to David’s face,
his new growth subsided and he levered himself off the couch, staring Alex straight in the eye.
Alex didn’t know what to say. He’d just witnessed his former friend adding about thirty pounds of muscle in
the space of a minute or two. Eventually, he worked up to saying:
“Are...are you alright?”
In response, David grabbed his vest in both hands and ripped it from his larger torso, then did the same with
his pants. Standing there naked, Alex could see it wasn’t his dick that had made is pants’ crotch swell more:
David’s balls had grown to be nearly as big as lemons. He was also almost completely smooth now, with only a
slight covering of pubic hair, the rest had all gone. His body was amazing: tanned and smooth, covered in
thick muscle, huge pecs, defined 8-pack and great v-taper. David turned (obviously knowing he was showing off
for Alex) and displayed his enormous back, so huge it looked as though Alex could lay across it with room to
spare, and a taut bubble butt. He looked like a porn star, and apparently felt it, as he grinned and replied:
“I feel fucking awesome.”
Alex was shaking with anger – while he’d been worried David was dying all the larger man had worried about was
growing bigger. He’d lost his intelligence as well as just about any empathy.
“Fucking great,” Alex muttered.
And with that Alex stormed out of David’s apartment, and didn’t answer when David tried to call to apologise.
He tried Tony too, but he didn’t reply either. David felt disgusted with himself. He’d had to change someone
but Alex was right, he could have changed anyone and shouldn’t have changed his friend. But he shrugged it
off: it was done now, and Alex would like it eventually...David tried to go to sleep and forget about the
whole evening.