I had babysat for Dr. Jenkins before and Joey was a handful! He never went to bed when you told him and he always talked back, always asking why and arguing every point for the sake of it. Makes it sound like I don't like the kid but I do, he's frustrating but he makes me laugh as well.
Tonight I was expected to sit for Joey overnight, Dr. Jenkins and his wife were going to stop over in a hotel after a gala so tonight was worth 200 quid! Well worth missing out on hanging out with my mates in the park on a Friday night with cheap beer one of the had managed to get their older brother to buy for us.
"Now Michael please remember to keep Joey out of the basement, I have very sensitive experiments down there and he's liable to hurt himself." Dr. Jenkins repeated for the fourth time.
"I will Dr. Jenkins, don't worry, you and Mrs. Jenkins can relax we'll be fine isn't that right Joey?" I looked down at the 8 year old and ruffled his hair. He hated that and glared back up at me silently.
"OK then, well there is cash on the side for Pizza and there is ice cream in the freezer and plenty of squash in the fridge... now where are my keys." Dr. Jenkins was a genius apparently working on many different projects for the government but he was extremely forgetful and a bit clumsy. After another 10 minutes we were waving them off before heading back inside.
"I'm going on my games!" Joey shouted and ran off. I had my homework to do so went into the kitchen and began on some maths I had been putting off since Monday.
I'd been so engrossed trying to solve my simultaneous equations I hadn't noticed Joey had snuck into the basement. I rushed down as soon as I heard the smashing of glass.
"Joey! What are you doing?!" As I reached the bottom of the stairs I saw the door had been unlocked and Joey stood there frozen in fear looking at a shattered beaker on the floor.
"Sorry Michael! I'm sorry I was just looking! I promise!" He was shaking a little but it was just a beaker, no harm done really.
"Shh," I bent down to him and held him by the arms. "it's OK buddy, it's just a beaker, bet your dad has hundreds! You go back and play your games and I'll clean this up and we can order the pizza?" Joey wiped a tear from his cheek and smiled at me nodding.
"Pepperoni and pineapple!" He cheered as he ran back upstairs. I laughed to myself, thinking he's a good kid really, who wouldn't want to nose around their dad's lab. I picked up a broom and swept the glass onto some card and put it in the glass bin. As I went to leave something shiny caught my eye... a bottle with a silver label was sat in the centre of a desk of papers. I walked over to it and read the label.
MG97 - Batch 421, looking at the papers on the desk I noticed a sheet labelled the same. Taking both for some reason I headed back upstairs and back into the kitchen.
"Pizza!" Was all I heard from the living room.
"Ordering now buddy!" I called back and rang the pizza place. After that was sorted (double pepperoni, double pineapple, I was feeling generous) I sat back at the kitchen table and read the paperwork.
MG97... enchanced muscle growth... phallic enlargement... almost instant reaction... 10ml dosage...
I'd been engrossed in the text next thing I heard was the doorbell. I took the pizza into the kitchen and set it out on plates. I don't know why I did what I did but... I took a teaspoon out and poured some of the liquid sparingly onto one of the plates of pizza, put the teaspoon in the sink and called Joey in...
He was in his pyjamas already and jumped up at the table pulling a plate to him he began to eat his pizza with gusto! It was then I realised which plate he'd taken!
"Mmmm pineapple, tastes really sweet..." He said smiling at me with a mouthful on show. I laughed, partly because it was cute, partly because I was in shock... what had I done?!
Joey polished off every bite, I had eaten just one slice by the time he'd finished. "Mmmmmmm that was awesome Michael!" He jumped down off the stool and made a thud, much heavier sounding than I expected.
"You ok Joey?" I asked looking him up and down. He stood there all 4 foot 2 inches, weighing no more than 50 pounds, blue eyes, smooth slightly tan skin, sandy brown hair and smiling.
"Yea why? I feel really good actually." His pj's looked a little tight... like they were a couple of years too small for him.
"You been working out Joey?" I laughed trying to see if it was having any effect.
"No! Course not why?" Joey looked at himself then and I could see it in his movements, he was wondering now why his pjs felt tight. He flexed one arm and I saw a ball of muscle appear. "What... Michael look!" He poked the muscle with his other hand and it looked hard, very hard. As he poked it more a button popped open on his shirt. "Look!" He shouted excitedly and in one moevement he grabbed his shirt by the centre and pulled it clean off, it ripped in two and fluttered to the ground... There stood an 8 year old boy with pecs and abs, biceps that bulged out as his arms moved and rounded soulders striated with muscle. I just sat there with my mouth open and my cock rock hard in my jeans! He began flexing his arms and stroking his chest giggling to himself.
A second later I heard another pop and the button on his pj bottoms popped off, Joey looked down and saw a bulge... I looked down and nearly came!