Next, he clicked on the three guys and added a new caveat to them. A freeflow text field was located at the bottom of the screen, allowing Dan to add something that the program didn't have immediately displayed. He clicked in it and wrote "Adrian, Gabe and Patrick will experience random growth spurts of random parts of their bodies throughout the week (no more than 14 per person), and their growth will lead them to become the Alphas of their sect on this campus."
On his way over to the pool Dan kept an eye out for any of his recently-made changes, but he didn't see any newly-enhanced men along the path. This lack of warning meant that, when he turned the last corner to arrive at the pool party, what he saw almost bowled him over. He just wasn't prepared for the transference of his wildest fantasies into reality like this. Right before Dan's eyes were well over a dozen studs who looked like they were lifted straight from his kinkiest dreams.
"THERE Y'ARE CUB! 'BOUT TIME!" Adrian's voice boomed across the pool. Dan practically drooled as he walked over to where his roommate was standing. Adrian's skimpy speedo barely even seemed to try holding in that monster of a penis inside. "Glad yer here," said Adrian a bit more softly, reaching his big, beefy arm around Dan's shoulders and pulling him protectively, possessively close to his side. "I'm glad I'm here too..." Dan replied distractedly. 'Something about being here, with Adrian, just feels right...' he thought to himself.
"Hey, glad you could make it!" Dan tore his eyes off of the bulky bear at his side to see one of Adrian's pals from earlier. "The name's Gabe," the blond continued, extending his hand for Dan to shake. Gabe may have been a bear before, but at the moment, he looked more like an Olympic gymnast than a powerlifter. During the handshake Dan couldn't help but appreciate Gabe's bulging arms. The blonde was ripped by the old Earth's standards, but Dan knew from his reprogramming that Gabe was just a skinny twink by the new standard. "Dan, nice to meet you too," he replied absently. He was engrossed by Gabe's physique, packed onto a frame several inches shorter than Dan's own. And then there was the matter of what was between Gabe's legs. His strained speedo didn't even try to contain those bulging balls--they just dangled low out to the sides. But Dan's eyes were on the shaft. Twinks were supposed to be notably bigger 'down there' than everyone else, but at first Dan couldn't figure out why Gabe's basket bulge looked smaller than Adrian's. Then he noticed that the shape of the package seemed to indicate the end of Gabe's dick was tucking back towards his... Dan gulped. Gabe smirked knowingly, turning around so that the contours of the back of his speedo could confirm that, yes indeed, he was partially storing the last foot or so of his cock up his own ass.
A not-entirely subtle cough diverted Dan's attention to the second of Adrian's buds. A hulk of a redhead leered down at him and extended a hand. "Patrick," he said simply. Dan was going to mutter a distracted pleasantry, but when Patrick's hand enclosed his it took all Dan's willpower to keep from wincing. This ginger giant's grip was STRONG. Then again, everything about Patrick screamed 'STRONG!' His biceps seemed like somebody shoved basketballs under his skin. His bull neck almost disappeared underneath all of his muscles. His tree trunk quads were so much wider than his surprisingly narrow waist. And those pecs. Not fifteen minutes ago Dan was marveling at how big his own chest was, but now he felt puny next to Patrick's monsters. Dan couldn't help it, he reached up and grabbed them. Steel hard. "Like whatcha see, huh?" inquired the muscle beast. Dan could only nod, intently fondling Patrick's several-inch-long nipples.
Two hands on his shoulders pulled him away. Dan looked up to see Adrian behind him. "You can get to know my friends later," he said, almost chidingly. "Right now, though, I have unfinished business with that puny twig of yours that you call a dick." And with that, he swiftly went down on his knees, tore off Dan's speedo, and practically inhaled the freed two-footer. "Fuck!" Dan grunted. This was a great start to the school year.