Here I was, Francis, at 6 ft even and 209 pounds and with Phillip, who was 6 ft 5 and 243 pounds. Phillip was
much smaller and lighter, but I was the one who made him grow from 201 to 243 pounds just by saying it. It was
amazing watching him fill out before my very eyes. Plus he grew from 5 ft 10 to 6 ft 5 in to time. But, he
still wasn't big enough.
I just loved the idea of being in the arms of a much stronger, larger muscle man so I decided to go all out on
Phillip. Not only was he enjoying his muscular growth and increased size, but with each change, it seemed that
reality had changed and he never seemed to notice any difference at all. His clothes changed as well, and he
never said a word about his increased size, height, weight or strength. It was as if he had always been this
big!
It was as if I could change anything I wanted to and nobody else would notice it. In a way, it was kinda
sneaky. I could change anything about anyone and nobody would know that I was doing it. Reality would change
so nobody would ever seem to know that anything would have changed in the first place! How cool is that?
"Hey Phil... How about we take this into the bedroom?" I said to him.
"Umm... you want to do that now?" the big man asked.
"Yeah... Let's go into the bedroom right now!" I commanded.
Without a word, Phil got up from the couch and slowly walked into the bedroom. It was just an awesome sight,
seeing the tall, hulking muscle guy walking down the hall from the living room. It seemed as if I was the only
person on earth who had any memory at all of Phil being a shorter, skinny guy, who was totally different just
a few moments earlier. But I had the power to change all that and to make him truly wonderful just by saying
the commands! Not only that, I made Phil from a straight guy into a totally gay young college student, who was
willing to go to bed with me and to even have sex with another guy. Totally freaking awesome!
So Phil crawled in bed, completely naked, and waited for me like a little puppy dog.
"Francis! Are you coming or not?" he shouted using his deep baritone voice.
I couldn't stand it anymore. It was so hot just seeing the big muscle guy. I just wish he were EVEN BIGGER.
"Phil, you make a great 7-foot-tall boyfriend, who has 320 pounds of rock-hard muscle!" I whispered as walked
into the bedroom with a feeling of excitement in my head.
Then, right there and then, I saw his legs grow even longer; his chest bulged out even more; his biceps
inflated even more than they were already; his shoulders widened another six inches and his abdominals became
even more awesome! Just by saying it, he gained another 77 pounds of muscle and grew 7 inches taller. He
looked absolutely magnificent!
I crawled in bed next to him and next thing I knew I felt the large hands grab hold of me like I was a small
action figure. He lifted me up like I was nothing and no wonder, since he was a foot taller than me and he had
over 100 pounds of muscle over me. He lay on his back as he lifted me over him before lowering me down to his
torso before finally kissing me in a powerful, tight but loving embrace.
I couldn't complain. I was in heaven. It felt great being wrapped up in his Godly arms. We cuddled all night
long.