Mike lay down on my bed first, flat on his back with his chest facing up. Then I climbed on top of him and boy, did it feel awesome. I got to feel all the rock-hard curves of his solid muscles!
But, I wasn’t satisfied even though it seemed like he was perfectly happy with his body. Gosh, I was becoming drunk with my power, knowing that I had the ability to make him even bigger and more muscular than he already was and there was really nothing he could do to stop me. I was enjoying the rush of knowing that I could manipulate him into becoming bigger and I could make him accept it and like the changes as well.
So, I closed my eyes and silently wished for him to grow another foot taller and to gain another hundred pounds of rock-solid muscle. As I lay on top of him, I could feel the effects of my powerful wish as it had its effects on him. He quietly moaned as I felt his pectorals and abdominal muscles expand even more under my body. His legs expanded as well, since he was growing and becoming taller at the same time.
I closed my eyes and continued to hug him and kiss his expanding body and it just felt amazing. He was so big that he almost seemed like he was twice my size by now. I think I could fit twice in his massive body by now. He was certainly twice as wide as me and a good two feet taller than me for sure since his legs were much longer than mine.
“Uhh… I need to use the bathroom” I said, as I quietly slid off the bed and went to the bathroom.
When I came out a few minutes later, he had gone into the kitchen. I went into the living room just as he walked back into the bathroom. We both stepped into the hallway at the same time and I practically bumped into him, which almost was a disaster for me since he was so BIG!
“Hey there, Jake!” he said, with a slight grin on his face as he looked down at me.
“Hey, big guy!”
“Sorry if I almost knocked you over… Uhh…” he said shyly. “I mean… No offense, but… I didn’t realize… How… Uhh… How short you were…”
I looked up… And I mean it… I had to crane my neck. My God he was TALL.
He looked straight ahead. Obviously I was outside of his line of sight now.
“So, umm… what do you wanna do, now?” he said, as he stepped forward, bumping into me again.
He was 7 ft 6 inches tall, so 2 feet taller than me. I just barely made it to his pectorals. I was looking straight at his abdominal muscles. It was like staring straight at a wall of muscle for me.
Then, he looked down at me with a smile…