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Part 10 As I moved towards my room, I noticed and felt a few things on this journey. One I had to turn sideways more than usual to get down the hall. Two my ass was getting stuck during these movements so I had to flex my glutes to be able to move down the hall. Three my cock, pecs, and nipples were rubbing against the wall causing them to be in an erect state. Fortunately I made it to my room before the stimulation became too much and I came from my cock and interestingly enough my nipples also began to leak a bit too. I caught some of it in an empty cup I had in the room before passing out from exhaustion. Today was a very sexually draining day. I awoke the next morning to the sound of a light humming. I saw the cup I filled up on the stand and drank it down out of curiosity. I mean it came from me so what’s the harm right. I also saw another booster with what appears to be a new workout plan which judging by the way it reads and looking at myself in the mirror it appears that The Corporation likes my pec development as well. This is a 4 day heavy chest routine 1 day other body parts and 2 days of rest. But on the heavy chest days instead of twice a day it's 3 times a day. As usual they have my schedule laid out to the T and it sounds like Jason is already going so we must still be passing each other and this is only a 6 week plan. I wonder how much larger these babies can get in 6 weeks. Pumping them up 3 times a day for 4 days is insane. I said out loud as I bounced them around. Guess it is a good thing that Jason and I are on different routines because we will be surprised when he sees me next time. Everything went according to schedule. Pumping these bad boys up 3 times a day caused insane pumps that caused some more cream to leak from my nipples. I added that to the boosters that I was receiving which seemed to be fine for awhile until the boosters stopped coming suddenly about midway through the workout plan. A message showed up saying that The Corporation discovered that I’ve been mixing my own secretions into their boosters without authorization. That’s when it hit me, that must be the reason my growth accelerated more easily. Granted I haven’t been measured yet but I did notice that it was becoming extremely difficult to move in the house. My pecs were wider than the halls and were making indentations in the wall if I turned sideways. Plus they are still growing! Which I’m not complaining about but again I didn’t think much about it figured it was part of the supplement. The letter continued that although The Corporation found that to be a violation of the agreement signed, they were intrigued by the excess growth that occurred because of it and wanted to test a theory. They sent 2 vials. One to stimulate my own cum production and the other vial being a hyper concentrated booster. They wanted me to squeeze my pec juices in the concentrated booster and follow the attached workout. Looking at the workout, its legs with heavy concentration on glutes for the first workout, heavy arms in the afternoon, heavy chest in the evening. My favorite areas. Guess they want to see how everything will play out with this experiment. I did everything as instructed and started my workouts. This was by far the most exhausting workout ever. I completely collapsed on the bed after the workout, no shower and just slept. The next morning I hear Jason in the kitchen and I start to stir. I stretch and try to cover my mouth to yawn but realized that my hand wasn’t covering my mouth to yawn a bicep was. My bicep was! I got out the bed, well slid off of it and sat on the ground. Looking at myself from the floor to ceiling mirror to behold the massive creature before me. I figured I had to be taller than my living space and almost as wide. While sitting on the ground I could see that my pecs can reach past my knees sitting. I couldn’t really see much of anything else as they covered most of my legs. I was only able to flex one arm in the mirror while sitting but man that peak. That peak rose higher than my fist and when I relaxed it and placed my hand back down on the ground, I could feel how wide and dense my lats had become. I wasn’t able to have my arms at my sides anymore anyway but this felt amazing. I even tried reach across my pecs and was unsuccessful. My bicep fought against my pec and it basically pushed it up higher in my face. I looked down and saw that I could have a full meal placed on my pec shelf with more room to spare. But I know I wouldn’t be able to fully see my entire frame in this small space. Jason would have to describe how I look and actually, I think the kitchen and living area has higher ceilings anyway so guess I need to make a path. Jason was in the kitchen eating his meal when he felt the entire house shake. Before he could get his mind around what just happened, the house shook again as if a large tree fell on it. Not knowing what was going on, he instantly thought that Kevin maybe in trouble and jumped from the table and began to move towards the exit from the kitchen. He felt more tremors except they were getting stronger. All he could do was brace himself. He then saw what appeared to be a massive foot and calf move by the doorway and figured that it couldn’t be. Then he saw a massive ballsack dragging on the ground and new light entering the hallway or what remained of the hallway. He then saw a massive hand grab the side of the doorframe. All Jason could say in a shaky voice was Kevin?!. Before he could ask again he was met with my hard rod sticking through the entryway resting on the table that I once ate on. Jason was dumbstruck, he could feel the heat radiating off my godly manhood and I liked the cool feel of the table. He saw it still sliding across the table which could only mean I was making my way into the kitchen. Jason looked back to the entryway and saw a massive wall of pec flesh and cleavage. Moving closer and closer towards him, not noticing the massive arm already in the room. My head finally made it in. Whew that was a lot of effort but if felt great, I said. I could only see Jason’s face because I was still bent over. I smiled and said what’s up little dude. All Jason could do was stammer his words. I was able to get my feet in position and I began to rise which blocked Jason from my view. I am however glad that I was right in remembering there were high ceilings in this room because it felt good to be able to stand tall, strong, and wide. I couldn’t see Jason anymore because my view looking down was only pecs. I did look straight ahead and saw the massive mirror on the wall in the adjacent living room were I could see him facing me with his nice little ass out in the mirror. Jason wasn’t short by any means but he only came up to my midsection. I could see him moving around in the mirror and feel him touching the areas he could reach. He looked up at me and was met with heaving pecs inhaling and exhaling. He was almost tall enough and my pecs almost low enough for him to feed on the cock sized nipples. I told Jason to turn around and face the mirror in the living room. He did as instructed and his eyes almost bulged out of his head. He knew I was huge but not like this. Welp guess I’m the big guy now right. All Jason could do was nod with his mouth open. I flexed my bicep and said I wonder if I can lift cars and trucks with one hand now. As the peak of my bicep hit the ceiling. Jason was starting to leak precum and was getting excited about what was to come next. I squatted down a bit so that he could be within reach to play with my pecs. He began to pleasure himself while using his tongue on my pecs until the pleasure was broken by a buzzing sound, The Corporation had a message that was about to change everything. [ Don't know if I should continue or just let it end here]

Part 4 The next day, Justin and Will hit the gym, eager to test Justin’s newfound strength and to begin training Will. As they walked in, heads turned, and whispers spread among the gym-goers, all amazed at Justin’s enormous size. Justin reveled in the attention, his massive frame commanding respect and awe. “Let’s see what these muscles can really do,” Justin said, a confident grin on his face. He approached the bench press, loading the bar with an amount of weight that made even the seasoned lifters around them raise their eyebrows. Will watched in amazement as Justin effortlessly pressed the heavy weights, his muscles bulging and veins popping with each powerful movement. The sheer strength Justin displayed was incredible, and Will couldn’t help but feel a mix of admiration and excitement. “You’re incredible, sir,” Will said, his eyes wide with admiration. “How do you feel?” “Like a fucking GOD,” Justin roared, racking the weights with ease. “But this is just the beginning. Now, let’s see what you can do.” Justin guided Will through a rigorous workout routine, pushing him to his limits. As Will lifted, he could feel Justin’s eyes on him, the intensity of his master’s presence driving him to give his all. Throughout their session, Will couldn’t help but ask, “Justin, how big do you want me to get?” Justin chuckled, his deep voice carrying a tone of amusement and dominance. “Well, as long as I tower over you, I don’t care, little boy. I will always be bigger and far superior to you.” Will’s heart raced with excitement. He loved this answer. The thought of growing stronger and bigger for Justin, yet always being dwarfed by his master’s superior size, was thrilling. “Yes, sir,” he replied, his determination growing. “I’ll work hard and grow for you.” As they continued their workout, Will pushed himself harder than ever before. He knew that the stronger he became, the more he could help Justin grow even bigger. The idea of his master becoming an even more colossal powerhouse fueled his efforts. By the end of their session, Will was exhausted but exhilarated. Justin, still brimming with energy, looked down at him with a satisfied smile. “Good job today, Will. You’re making progress.” “Thank you, sir,” Will said, breathing heavily. “I’ll keep working hard. I want to be worthy of you.” Six months had passed since Will began his intense training under Justin’s guidance. Day after day, Will pushed himself harder, his dedication unwavering. With every workout, his muscles grew larger and more defined, his strength reaching new heights. Justin’s encouragement and dominance fueled his progress, driving him to achieve more than he ever thought possible. By the end of those six months, Will had reached an astonishing 265 pounds of solid muscle. His physique was now a testament to his hard work and Justin’s rigorous training. He stood taller, broader, and more powerful than ever before, his body a masterpiece of strength and dedication. Will (after six months): • Height: 6’2” • Weight: 265 pounds • Chest: 58 inches • Waist: 36 inches • Biceps: 24 inches • Thighs: 34 inches • Calves: 22 inches • Neck: 20 inches • Cock Size: 8 inches One evening, after an especially grueling workout, Will and Justin stood in front of the gym mirror, admiring the results of their hard work. Justin’s eyes roamed over Will’s massive frame, his expression filled with pride and something more primal. “Look at you, my big boy,” Justin said, his voice thick with excitement. “You’ve grown so much. I’m beyond happy and excited.” Will’s heart swelled with pride at Justin’s words. “Thank you, sir. I couldn’t have done it without you.” Justin’s gaze intensified, his cock throbbing at the sight of his perfectly sculpted “boy”. “You’ve made me so proud, Will. Your dedication, your growth… it’s amazing.” Will flexed his biceps, the massive muscles bulging with power. “I did it for you, sir. To make you proud.” Justin’s eyes darkened with desire as he stepped closer, his hand running over Will’s broad chest. “You’ve more than succeeded, Will. You’re a beast, my beast. And seeing you like this… it drives me wild.” Will could see the raw hunger in Justin’s eyes, feel the heat radiating off his body. “What do you want, sir?” he asked, his voice trembling with anticipation. “I want you,” Justin growled, his cock rock hard at the thought of his big boy. “Right here, right now.” With a powerful move, Justin pressed Will against the mirror, their bodies colliding with an intensity that sent shivers down Will’s spine. Justin’s hands roamed over Will’s massive muscles, feeling the strength and power beneath his fingertips. “You’ve become everything I wanted and more,” Justin whispered, his breath hot against Will’s ear. “Now, let me show you just how much I appreciate my big boy.” Will’s heart raced as Justin’s lips found his neck, kissing and biting with a possessive hunger. Their bodies pressed together, the sheer size and power of Will’s muscles making the moment even more intense. As Justin entered him, Will’s mind swirled with the realization of how far they had come. Every thrust, every kiss, was a testament to their journey, to the bond that had grown between them. “I love you, sir,” Will gasped, his voice filled with emotion. “I love you too, my big boy,” Justin replied, his voice a mix of dominance and affection. “And I’ll always be here to push you, to help you grow even more.” As they moved together, the world outside the gym faded away, leaving only the two of them and the powerful connection they shared. In that moment, they knew that their journey was far from over. With every challenge, every goal, they would continue to grow stronger together, their bond unbreakable and their future filled with endless possibilities.

Maybe Will eventually learns to use his powers on himself, that way he can keep up with Justin, but he'll always make Justin even bigger than him.

Hot!

I love this story, and now, the illustrations. That Thor AI is hot af, dick print in the jeans or not. And, my two cents, this story is not close yet to being too much of a good thing. I hope more is coming. I think a frat party with multiple characters transforming, being transformed, roughhousing and competing for the biggest alpha top or alpha power bottom sounds like the perfect situation and one I'd look forward to reading. Whatever inspiration you find or direction you decide to go in, i hope there's more to come!

Part 3 The gym was filled with the faint sounds of heavy breathing and the creak of flexing muscle. Will was on his knees before Justin, his eyes filled with a mixture of awe and desire as he took in the sight of his transformed master. Justin, now a towering 6’8” and 300 pounds of pure muscle, stood like a colossus above him, his presence utterly dominating the space. Justin’s muscles gleamed with sweat, each massive bicep, chest, and thigh glistening under the gym lights. His cock, now an impressive 12 inches, was rock hard, a testament to his absolute dominance and Will’s devoted submission. “Look at you, boy,” Justin rumbled, his voice deep and commanding. “Worship your master.” Will’s hands roamed over Justin’s immense thighs, feeling the power and strength in every muscle. He kissed and licked Justin’s quads, marveling at their sheer size and hardness. Justin flexed his legs, making the muscles bulge even more, enjoying the way Will’s touch sent shivers of pleasure through him. “Yes, sir,” Will murmured, his voice filled with reverence. “You’re incredible.” Justin’s chest swelled with pride as he flexed his biceps, the massive peaks rising like mountains. “That’s right, boy. I’m the biggest, the strongest. And you’re lucky to serve me.” Will’s cock was rock hard, the sheer act of worshiping Justin fueling his arousal. He moved up to Justin’s abs, each one like a solid brick, kissing and worshiping them as Justin flexed and tightened his core. Justin looked down at Will, his eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and desire. “You love this, don’t you? Being beneath me, worshiping my muscles.” Will nodded, his lips brushing against Justin’s powerful abs. “Yes, sir. I love it. I love serving you.” Justin’s grin widened. He reached down, gripping Will’s hair firmly but not harshly, pulling him closer to his immense chest. “Then worship every inch of me, boy.” Will did as he was told, his lips and hands moving over Justin’s colossal pecs, his tongue tracing the hard lines and contours of Justin’s chest. Justin flexed his pecs, making them bounce and swell, enjoying the way Will worshiped him with complete devotion. “You’re my boy now, Will,” Justin said, his voice a low growl. “And I’m your master. Remember that.” Will’s heart pounded with a mixture of excitement and submission. “Yes, sir. I’m yours.” Justin flexed his entire body, every muscle standing out in stark relief. Will couldn’t help but moan in pleasure, the sheer sight of Justin’s power and size overwhelming his senses. “Now let me finish my workout, little boy.” Justin commanded. Will sat on a nearby bench watching his master work. Knowing that he was in for some fun later. The drive home was filled with an electric tension. Justin, his massive frame barely contained by the car, was overflowing with testosterone and desire. Will sat beside him, eyes wide with anticipation, his own arousal building as he considered what was about to happen. As soon as they arrived at Justin’s house, Justin practically dragged Will inside, his powerful grip firm yet filled with urgency. Once inside, Justin pressed Will against the wall, his towering presence overwhelming. “I want you now,” Justin growled, his voice low and filled with raw desire. “Yes, sir,” Will replied, his voice trembling with excitement. Justin’s hands roamed over Will’s body, stripping away his clothes with a primal intensity. As Will’s naked body was revealed, Justin’s eyes gleamed with hunger. He lifted Will effortlessly, carrying him to the bedroom. Justin’s massive cock was already rock hard, and as he positioned himself, he entered Will with a single powerful thrust. Will gasped, the sensation overwhelming, but it was the look of pure dominance on Justin’s face that truly drove him wild. As they moved together, Will’s mind began to wander. He couldn’t help but think about what it would be like for Justin to grow even bigger while they were having sex. The thought alone was intoxicating, and without realizing it, he began to focus his thoughts on Justin’s body, willing it to grow. Justin’s eyes widened as he felt the familiar surge of power coursing through his veins. He looked down at Will, his expression a mixture of surprise and ecstasy. “Will… what’s happening?” he managed to say between gasps. Will’s concentration deepened. “Just grow for me, sir. Get bigger. Show me your true power.” Justin’s body responded immediately. His muscles began to swell, his already immense biceps ballooning even larger, his chest expanding until it seemed almost impossible. His cock grew thicker and longer inside Will, sending waves of intense pleasure through both of them. “Oh my God,” Justin groaned, his voice deeper and more powerful. “This feels amazing.” As Justin’s growth continued, he was sent into a frenzy. His thrusts became more powerful, each movement driving them both closer to the edge. Will’s own arousal was at its peak, every inch of his master’s growing body sending jolts of pleasure through him. Justin’s legs and arms thickened, his shoulders broadened, and his neck swelled with muscle. His height increased as well, now towering even more impressively over Will. Each inch he gained amplified the intensity of their connection, the sheer size difference adding to the thrill. “Yes, sir,” Will moaned, his own pleasure intertwined with the ecstasy of feeling Justin grow inside him. “Grow for me. Be the biggest, the strongest.” Justin’s body was now a marvel of sheer power, each muscle a testament to his dominance. He felt unstoppable, his thrusts growing more frantic as he neared climax. Will’s worship and his own explosive growth combined to drive him to new heights of pleasure. With a final, powerful thrust, Justin roared, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. Will followed almost immediately, the overwhelming sensation of Justin’s growth and power pushing him over the edge. As they collapsed together, breathless and satisfied, Justin looked down at Will, his eyes filled with a mixture of awe and gratitude. “That was… incredible,” he said, his voice still tinged with the deep resonance of his transformation. Will nodded, his own body still trembling from the intensity. “You’re amazing, sir. Thank you for letting me worship you.” Justin pulled Will close, his massive arms enveloping him. “No, thank you, Will. You’ve made me realize just how powerful I can be. And I want more. I want to keep growing, with you by my side.” Will smiled, his heart swelling with a mixture of love and devotion. “Yes, sir. I’m here for you, always.” Will: • Height: 6’2” • Weight: 215 pounds • Chest: 48 inches • Waist: 32 inches • Biceps: 18 inches • Thighs: 26 inches • Calves: 17 inches • Neck: 17 inches • Cock Size: 8 inches Justin (after growth during sex): • Height: 7’0” • Weight: 350 pounds • Chest: 64 inches • Waist: 34 inches • Biceps: 28 inches • Thighs: 38 inches • Calves: 22 inches • Neck: 22 inches • Cock Size: 14 inches As they lay next to each other, their bodies glistening with sweat and their breathing slowly returning to normal, Justin couldn’t help but revel in his newfound size and power. He looked down at Will, a smug grin spreading across his face. “Well, little boy, looks like I’m even bigger than you now.” Will looked up at Justin, his eyes filled with admiration and excitement. “I love being smaller compared to you.” With a tender smile, Will laid his head on Justin’s massive chest, feeling the warmth and strength radiating from his body. They wrapped their arms around each other, their hearts beating in sync. “I love you,” they said simultaneously, their voices filled with genuine affection and connection. Justin gently stroked Will’s hair, his expression softening for a moment. “I love you too, Will. But we need to be careful. If I get any bigger, I could hurt you without meaning to. Not that I would care, but I need my boy in top shape.” Will nodded, understanding the seriousness in Justin’s words. “I know, sir. I’ll start working out more, get stronger. I want to keep up with you as best I can.” Justin chuckled, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. “That’s my boy. We’ll work on it together. I’ll push you to be the best you can be.” Will smiled, feeling a surge of determination and love. “Thank you, sir. I’ll do my best. I want to be worthy of you.” Will felt a warmth spread through him, his heart swelling with love and devotion. “And you’ll always be my powerful, amazing master.”

You know, I did try to create an image with a huge dickprint, but the AI just decided that it meant turn his arms into dicks. AI is so weird like that.

To bad the AI wont make his pants "anatomically accurate" to your story. lol

Hey @Mdlftr - great to see you commenting on this one and I'm glad you're enjoying the stories so far. Someone else called me up on the use of the word "vest". I'll remember that when I write my British bodybuilder meets American bodybuilder love story (cue lots of confusion about Jell-O being mixed with peanut butter ).

Thank you so much for this awesome feedback @Louis24689383! I’m always massively flattered when people tell me they like my stories enough to read them more than once! I love writing the Danny and Nick stuff. There’s a lot more of them in the McCarthy Classic story too. I imagine Danny probably rolled his eyes at the sight of Alfie in just his trunks and socks and made a sarcastic comment and Nick maybe went a bit red and hoped Danny didn’t notice how hard he was staring! And then after Alfie left the room, Nick probably cheekily asked Danny if he’d think about getting the same pair of posers. I did actually consider writing an Adam spin-off for this collection. I had a little idea involving him going back to his hometown and meeting a new guy/love interest but it didn't get off the ground. Maybe sometime in the future though!

Yeah, there is no way that bod should just be quietly reading a book. It’s his duty to society, much less the student body to fill each student, faculty member and alumnae to the max. Damn he is hot!

Awesome start. Many more chapters Please

Total awesome! Can’t wait for future stories! e

Thor.

Thor fucking loved the library. Look just because you're a huge muscular fucker with legs for days and, arms for miles, and an ass that won’t quit does not mean you can’t enjoy reading, okay? He used to love hanging out in the library and just reading until the place closed, before he became part of the fraternity. Now a days it was harder to find the time to indulge his old hobby. Whether he was introducing new guys to the house, or working out at the campus gym, or even studying for his exams, there always seemed to be something that stopped Thor from just taking an afternoon off and cracking open a good book at his local library. Today seemed to be no exception. No matter how hard he tried to, he couldn't seem to hide from some punk who was eying him between the aisles. Every time Thor went to choose another book the dude would be there too either across the aisle glowering between the books or nonchalantly following him into the same aisle and pretending to browse while stealing glances whenever he could. Normally the huge blonde stud would enjoy the attention and even reciprocate but today he wasn't up to the usual frat boy behavior. No matter what aisle he chose or whatever section of the building he walked to the man followed, becoming more careless as the game of cat and mouse progressed. The dude even followed him into the children's section when Thor deliberately tried to shake him. It was clear that the guy wasn't giving up anytime soon and if anything was more emboldened the longer he chased. It wasn't like Thor was mad at him for it. Hell, if this was literally any other building he would have let the man fuck him for as long as he liked but he wanted to actually read today, or at least try to. Thor sighed again as the man magically found himself in the same row of books as him for the seventh fucking time. So you wanna play huh? Ok, sure. Thinking on his big feet, Thor quickly ducked out of the aisle and traipsed back to the far end of the building towards the nonfiction section. He tried his best to strut his stuff for his secret admirer, taking long strides and letting his legs and ass really POP. Thor had to admit he was really fucking hot even when he wasn't trying to be. The huge stud wore a simple cotton v-neck shirt with a slight cutout that showed off the cleft of his pecs and a pair of worn wranglers that were practically formfitting. There were probably millions of people on the plant right now that were wearing the exact same thing. But none of them stood out because they weren't him. While he wasn't exactly a fan of research books and the like, this part of Groff's library did have a nice little private reading room for all the people researching for their PhD's or whatever. It far from the entrance, quiet, and best of all: had no windows. Thor walked into the dimly lit room and paused as he surveyed the spot. No one else was here and the room smelled of fresh paper and musty tomes, as a library should. The walls were lined with old volumes of books no one had opened in years and surrounded a few small reading tables with a half dozen chairs in total. The overall vibe of the place was one of complete seclusion and silence. Perfect. Thor walked in with confidence and sat his huge ass down in an armchair by the closest wall, making a point to be close to the exit but also making sure his new stalker knew exactly where he was hiding. He snatched up a leather-bound book on one of the many shelves and opened it as if he was interested in its contents and shortly afterwards his little stalker came into the room and sat at one of the far tables. Thor took measure of the man as he walked in. He was pretty hot, that was for sure. His shaggy hair sat just above his shoulders, framing a masculine angular face that looked chiseled from diamond. The dude looked like some kind of fashion model. He was tall and lithe but defiantly was packing some muscle under his tight fitting pink polo and brown chinos. Damn he even had the round glasses any self respecting nerd would kill for. He was totally hot, no doubt about it, so why all the cloak and dagger shit? As soon as the dude sat down he started staring again. He tried his best to be unassuming while sitting down with the little collection of books he had acquired from following Thor all around the library but could not take his eyes off the huge stud. Thor decided to play into it and shifted into a more alluring pose, angling his shoulder and head backward while thrusting out his massive pecs in a display for the stranger. He occasionally stretched his arms out in an exaggerated yawn just to get his arms to flex nice and slow. Every time he did the dude watching him would tense and his face would redden. A few minutes went by this way with Thor casually carrying on his surreptitious flexing show before he decided he had to deal with this guy one way or another. If he wasn't going to read today, he might as well get lucky, right? The huge stud snapped his book shut and replaced it on the shelf before rising from his comfy chair and heading out of the reading room. He immediately stepped to the side of the room and strained his ears to listen for the guy grabbing his books and scooting his chair out to follow Thor. After a few quick steps Thor darted in front of the doorway and blocked it with his sheer bulk. The mystery man ran headfirst into the wall off muscle, caught totally by surprise and dropping his books to the floor. "Going somewhere?" Thor asked, teasingly. The guy looked up at the giant stallion that had suddenly appeared in front of the door and turned completely red. He backpedaled into the now empty chair behind him looking utterly mortified. "I-I was just-" "Just admiring the view?" Thor quipped, folding his large, meaty, and stupidly sexy arms across his broad chest. "No I wasn't-" "Look dude." Thor replied while stepping forward and shutting the door, sealing the two of them inside. "You can drop the act. I could fucking feel your eyes on me the second I walked into the horror section. You have to be one of the least subtle fuckers I've seen in my entire life." The dude's mouth opened wide, and a furious blush spread across his cheeks as his brain fished for excuses. While he was failing to think of one, Thor grabbed one of the nice-looking reading table chairs and barricaded the entrance to the room by lodging the chair under the knob. "Listen," Thor explained in the most comforting tone he could muster. "Contrary to popular belief, you can have both brains and brawn. And I am not THAT fuckin' oblivious. I know what you want." The dudes mouth continued to work in silence but when he found he could not form the words he let out a big sign and kind of deflated. "See? Easy. Now do you want to get laid, or not? Because that tends not to happen to dudes who are being shy." Thor instantly whipped off his belt and stalked up to the smaller man, standing close enough to let his huge scent wash over the dude like some primal cologne. He reached both his hands forward and cupped the shaggy dude's head before going in for a wild kiss. The guy hesitated at first but sank into the huge Adonis towering over him and kissed back with fever. Suddenly his hands were all over Thor and he was working desperately at the hem of the huge hunk's shirt. Thor broke the kiss and smiled as he pulled his shirt up over his head and let the small man gape at his godly body. "Holy shit." In an instant the dude's hands were on Thor, greedily touching every thick ridge and huge bulge of the studs six-foot seven frame. Thor threw back his head in pleasure, letting his body tense and flex his massive muscles for the smaller guy's enjoyment. No matter how many times it happens, there is no comparison to the amazing feeling of being worshiped. "Get naked. Now." The guy readily obeyed and nearly ripped his clothes off, revealing his lean, defined, athletic body. Even with the glasses he looked like a shaggy bad boy and Thor would be lying if he said he did not find that look absolutely erotic. "Wow. You're really, really big." the dude whispered, breathlessly. Thor laughed, "No shit, sherlock. You got a name?" "Otto." "Hi Otto, I'm Thor..." With that statement Thor stepped out of his jeans and revealed his bulging quads and huge ass along with his monstrous cock that was quickly hardening by the second. "...and I'm going to fuck you until you pass out." Thor's body was a work of art and could make the highest Greek gods themselves weep with jealousy. Otto's eyes were fixed on his pecs, huge and defined, standing out from his chest with perfectly round proportions. Thor slowly brought his massive hands up to cup his mammoth muscle tits and pressed them closer together, emphasizing their size and perfectly sculped nature. Otto's breath sped up and a blush formed on his cheeks as the man became mesmerized by the glorious display of raw muscled strength before him. "Feel 'em." The smaller man could not resist Thor's invitation and slowly and deliberately groped the two hard mounds. Thor watched as his huge body caused Otto's cock to stiffen and as he finally got his hands on the man he'd been lusting after. "How the fuck are you this big? What are you, three hundred pounds?" Thor laughed deep within his chest. "Big enough to fill that tight hole of yours. Let's get to it." The stud wrapped an arm around Otto and roughly forced his face deep between the huge crevice of his pecs and used the other to hoist the smaller man by the ass. Otto moaned his approval and continued to explore Thor's body, taking a huge whiff of his musk and grabbing onto his broad shoulders for dear life. The huge blonde chuckled as he felt Otto's cock get diamond hard and rub against his hard eight pack, leaking precum everywhere. He swung around and settled the shorter guy onto a table and immediately went to work probing the dude's hole, grabbing some natural lube from his prodigious cock and sticking one of his thick digits as deep as possible into Otto's tight ass. Otto spread his legs wide and his head craned back as pleasure swept over him. His back and legs tensed, forming a picture of the lean, athletic man that made Thor's cock even harder. Otto ran his hands through his shaggy locks and continued his moaning as Thor inserted another digit and continued stretching him out. "Man you really are a slut for this cock, aren't you?" Thor growled. Otto turned an even deeper shade of red with embarrassment and mumbled an incomprehensible mix of words as if trying to defend himself. Thor's smile grew bigger, and he inserted a third finger into Otto who stopped mid-sentence to whimper with need. "What I can’t figure out," Thor mused, curling all three fingers into his victim's prostate, "Is why you felt the need to follow me for twenty minutes before making your move." His fingers became a blur, probing and stretching and causing Otto's frame to tighten and his moaning to rise an octave. Thor's own hardening 12 inch cock bobbed on its own accord, throbbing with thick veins as if in tune with the lust of the scene playing before it. Thor loved seeing the smaller man at his mercy, he truly felt like a sex god; a living breathing muscle machine completely taken over with carnal desire. "Y-You're so big. Are you..? Are you a member? Of A-AAAhhhhh!!" Otto loosed a slight yelp of pleasure as the huge stud’s fingers repeatedly struck his sensitive spot. Thor was ready now. His cock was hard, and his body was heavy with need. It was time. He retrieved his slick fingers from Otto's willing hole and eyed the tight quivering ring of muscle before him as it begged silently to be filled. Thor felt his cock pulse again and his breathing became heavy with lust. "Ready?” Thor asked as he lined up his dick and parted Otto's cheeks with his gigantic rod. Otto nodded and Thor’s dick sank deep into Otto's beautiful ass. The smaller man groaned and pushed his butt outward as his body opened to accommodate the massive blonde's entry. Thor felt the familiar burning sensation begin to accumulate as he worked his cock in deeper and deeper, the other man's ass tightening and convulsing on his massive erection. Thor groaned in bliss. He bottomed for his brothers so often he almost forgot how damn good it could feel on the opposite side, which was what made fucking guys like this even better. Thor's world faded to only Otto and the single thought to fuck this slim, shaggy, hot piece of ass until he was begging for mercy. The groaning increased in frequency as he bottomed out into Otto, all twelve thick inches making the smaller stud gasp with pleasure. He withdrew half of his girthy manhood, grasping Otto's narrow hips with his huge hands, before crashing himself back into the lithe young man. Otto's body tensed and squirmed Thor continued his powerful thrusts. "Hoollllyyy SHI-!" Thor suddenly stopped his savage thrusts and bent forward again stuffing his lovers head between his hard fuzzy pecs, stifling his screams. "Uh uh uhh. Naughty boy. You want the nice librarians to hear you and the be scarred for life when they find me deep in your ass? You're gonna take this whole thing QUIETLY. Besides," Thor whispered in his ear, his hot breath sending chills up Otto's neck, "I thought you liked being sneaky? Otto's protests died in his throat as Thor withdrew his big dick and slammed back in again, hitting the slimmer man's prostate and sending star bursts of absolute pleasure throughout his mind. The huge stud straightened up to give his little troublemaker a good view of his godly body. Otto took in the sight of the enormous blonde's torso, it looked almost perfectly symmetrical and rippled with ridges of hard perfection, outlined with clear cut crevices between each honed slab of muscle. Thor's huge pecs were thick and powerful and cast a slight shadow over his flawlessly ripped eight pack. Thor flexed them and the massive slabs pumped together perfectly, bouncing slightly with each violent fuck stroke he delivered. Thor's huge arms gripped his waist like two vices of pure steel, massaging and kneading his body like soft dough while helping to piston his cock in and out. The arms were beautifully sculpted and lined with bulging veins that stood out distinctly underneath the smooth and bronzed skin. Thor released one huge hand from Otto's slim waist and brought his whole arm into view flexing his mountainous bicep to an unnatural size, relishing the look of awe on Otto's face as his huge hard arms filled with strength. "Oh yea. You like these?" Thor quipped confidently while returning his grip on the smaller man's hip and using his other hand to cup and flex his second huge bicep, accentuating the power and full definition of the tight defined muscle. Thor looked down at his massive body, running his hand up and down his chiseled stomach while keeping pace with his vicious strokes. His hips rolled forward and back, ramming his huge dick into Otto while taunting him with his flexing show, letting the smaller man drink in the raw display of masculine power while being railed to within an inch of his life. Otto's moans and ecstasy were growing louder by the minute as the huge stud intensified his relentless pounding of his ass and Thor decided it was time to finish the job before they got caught. He hoisted Otto up against his body again and used his immense strength to fuck Otto standing up, hoisting him up and down on his mighty meatstick like the powerful sex god he was. "Oh fuck...That's the stuff. Get ready for the biggest load you've ever had.” Once again Thor grabbed the tangled locks of Otto's hair and pressed the dude's face hard into the cleft of his bulbous pecs, letting his huge scent wash over and relax him into stupor. Otto reflexively reached up and grabbed Thor's hard nipples, instinctively rolling and tugging on them to deepen the blonde's arousal. Thor growled deep within his chest again, savoring the feeling of euphoria as it built within him. He was going at breakneck speed now, filling Otto with foot long strokes of his thick cock and letting his huge balls slap against the virgin’s tight ass. Thor knew he was close now and he used all his willpower to hold off of cumming until he couldn’t stand it any longer. The friction and force of Otto’s tiny frame clamped down on his monstrous dong was stimulating him beyond what he expected. He could feel his cum roiling within his balls as he approached his orgasm. With one last deep thrust Thor groaned with satisfaction and unleashed a flood of cum into Otto's ravished ass. The huge bulky blonde growled and his huge bubble butt dimpled with each flex as he shot dozens of volleys of cum deep inside Otto. The thick seed flooded the smaller man's tunnel causing Otto an immediate blossom of warmth, followed by an erotic sensation of fullness. The sensation caused Otto to tip over the edge and without Thor having to even touch his leaking erection he suddenly came hard, blasting his own prodigious load of hot fresh cum all over both of their hard abs. Once Otto stopped shooting he panted and groaned into Thor's pecs, thinking that it was over. After a few second of coming down from his high he realized Thor was still fucking cumming. The Herculean muscle god's cock pulsed and shuddered as it continued to flood Otto's body with semen. The huge blonde's body was rigid with tension and each muscle flexing was perfectly outlined and defined, bulging almost unnaturally. Thor never took his eyes off of Otto and watched with intensity as the small man was filled completely by his seed. He came for close to a full minute, each beat of his virile manhood sending another healthy load inside the smaller man. Once he was finished he slowly relaxed and wrapped his arms protectively around Otto. "Mmmmm. God I've missed that feeling." Thor looked down on his body, drinking in the deep rejuvenating sensation of his post-nut bliss. Otto finally looked up from his place between Thor's pecs, completely in a daze, gently gripping his now round abdomen. "Don't worry man, that'll get fixed real quick." Thor explained. "W..wh..what do you mean?" "You haven't figured it out, yet?" Thor stroked his chin playfully and smiled devilishly. "Here. I'll show you." Otto gasped as he felt another pulse from Thor's cock still planted deep within him. The huge man closed his eyes and let out a low rising moan as his whole body seemed to shudder. Otto noticed that he had to grip slightly harder with his legs around Thor's waist, and his hands had to reestablish their hold on his bowling ball shoulders. Almost as if... "Holy shit you're growing." Thor's muscles rippled beneath Otto's fingertips and his body seemed to pulse with energy and motion. Every peak and valley across the blonde's hard body was deepening and more prominent, growing larger and firmer with each passing second. His wide broad chest began to swell outwards and his thick pectorals jutted out further and looked so full and heavy with taught muscle. Thor's rumbling moan continued and he inadvertently bounced the two huge slabs of iron muscle in front of Otto's face and his pink perfect nipples hardened with excitement. Otto ran his hands in amazement over the chiseled pectorals, amazed at how warm and inviting his broad slabs were and how big they had grown on him in an instant. Thor flexed his huge muscle tits, and they expand again a bit further. "Mmmmh. Oh yea. That's the stuff." Thor's arms steadily grew, expanding as he cupped his huge pecs and caressed himself, enjoying the effect the transformation was having on his libido. His biceps were left bigger with each flex as the monstrous stud flexed himself bigger with each passing wave of pleasure. Soon his humongous arms were close to world record breaking proportions. They were filled with pure testosterone and masculine power and Otto couldn't help but reach out to touch the immense balls of muscle as Thor continued growing. "It doesn't stop there..." The huge stud teased. Otto felt his fingers spread apart as Thor's glorious back and shoulders swelled in size, thickening his proportions and really emphasizing the huge breadth of his huge body. His lats and shoulders continued the bulking that was spreading all over his form, causing the whole of his torso to expand bigger and his muscle growth to cascade throughout his whole body. His already colossal back expanded it's V-shape and every single valley, trench, and crevice on his huge statuesque torso began to pump up with blood and become firmer. Stronger. More masculine. "Oh fuck. At this rate, I'll be the biggest dude in the house..." Otto could tell Thor was steadily growing a bit taller as he was held tight and stuffed dick and cum. He might have only added an inch or two in the total, but given his gigantic frame had just piled on copious amounts of pure hard muscle everywhere, he now looked like a literal fantasy character come to life. Everything about Thor's body exuded raw masculinity and dominance. It spoke to the primal portions of Otto's brain and compelled him to worship this man's muscled form as he was bred into submission. And he continued growing. Otto gasped and tried to contain his yelps of pleasure as Thor's cock came to life again inside him with a vengeance. The thick shaft was still rock hard but was slowly stretching his hole as the growth finally reached Thor's manhood. Otto squirmed in the muscle god's grasp as his hole was invaded deeper than ever before. He squeezed the stud's back harder and whimpered as he felt the huge cock invade him by at least another inch while it remained rock hard and pulsing vigorously. Thor's prodigious balls filled and churned with potent seed along with the cock growth and Thor chuckled to himself again. "Last one," Thor growled in Otto's ear. "Think you can hold it all?" Thor made quick use of his new leverage and pumped his hips backwards before hammering back home and cumming violently. The huge cock head erupted and filled Otto's battered hole with shot after shot of masculine essence. Otto gasped as his belly expanded even further with the new tide of virility, desperate to contain the enormity of man milk that he was being seeded with. Thor held his stretched stomach possessively as if guarding his prize, ensuring that every last drop made it's way inside the smaller man while held the smaller man's gaze with his own. At last his release abated. The huge stallion pulled his titanic meaty monster from Otto's ass and sat the exhausted voyeur back onto one of the tables in the empty and now thoroughly messy reading room. Otto was panting heavily and marveling at how big his stomach was now that he was stuffed full of cum. Thor stepped back to admire his own enhanced physique and flex his downright herculean body in front of his latest conquest. The statuesque Adonis posed and flexed every one of his enormous muscles one last time for his own amusement at for Otto's pleasure. "If you want to be anything like this" Thor said, gesturing vaguely to his shredded body, "You'd better clamp that ass down right now. The more cum you keep, the bigger you'll get.” Otto's breaths still came ragged and his gaze was unfocused but he nodded his understanding before his head fell back to rest on the table, utterly exhausted just like the rest of him. Satisfied at the broken man before him, Thor casually began to put on his clothes again. He was surprised that his pants still fit okay since his quads were now impossibly bigger and his ass was even perkier and more filled out than ever before, but no luck with the shirt. Try as he might he knew that he was simply too wide to fit his tight white shirt around his incredible muscular bulk. Thor cleaned up what cum he could with his old shirt and stuffed it in his back pocket. He'd made a mess for sure, but he'd gotten out of stickier situations before. Thor grabbed his phone and fired off a few texts to Jason to ensure their escape out of the library without anyone being any wiser, but it would take quite a while. Thor signed, resigned to his fate to wait until closing time when it would be darker outside. Otto was beginning to snore as he had fallen asleep after the stuffing of a lifetime and Thor smiled. Seeing the dude's stomach round and bloated with his own cum made him reminisce on his first time with a man from the fraternity. So much had changed since then and Thor honestly couldn't be happier about it. Being this attractive, huge and fucking hung was one of the best things that had ever happened to him. He wouldn't trade it for the world, even if he couldn't indulge in some of his previous hobbies like he used too. He bent down to pick up all the books Otto had dropped when his eye caught one of his favorite author's amongst the pile. Oh shit, the new Stephen King book? Maybe he'd get to read after all. *** Took a while to figure out what directly I wanted to take this in. I'm having difficulty trying to find a thread of plot before we go right to the good stuff. Too much of a good thing or something, right? I finally got an AI image of Thor (see below) that I think is close to how I see him in my head and decided he needed a bit of extra characterization to go along with it. Hope y'all enjoy!

Awesome, thank you!

Bless you, Joe! I’m glad you enjoyed it. Haha! You knew it was only a matter of time, mate! Awww - I’m glad you liked it so much, mate. I do have a bit of a soft spot for these characters so I knew I wanted to do something else with them!

Thanks so much, mate. I’m excited to share the McCarthy Classic story. There’s another one to come first though which is unrelated to these characters.

Hey - no worries at all. I've removed them as requested.

Part 9 I made it to the gym and swiped in. The greeter at the counter was lost for words. I said to the guy it's ok as he was staring at my pecs. I know they are huge, as I bounce them in his face, I get that alot, you can feel them a little later if you would like. He just nodded in agreement and I went on. I saw some of the old guys that wanted me to go the bodybuilding route which they must be on prep because they look real lean. I walked up behind one of them who was practicing his posing and I posed right behind him. I was always taller than him anyway but with my recent growth spurt in height and mass I absolutely made him look small. He just stopped and looked at me through the mirror and then tried to look at me in the face and only saw pecs. I just said to him I’m out of your weight class little guy and gave him a huge pat on the shoulder to throw him off balance a little bit and walked away. I moved over to the free weights to work on my arms, back, chest, and traps just light weight to see who was staring. But I noticed as I started doing barbell curls of 180lbs just to warm up my bicep peaks were getting a bit freakier looking like they were growing right before my eyes. Then I warmed up with the same 180lbs on the bench which I had to modify my position since I was already wider than a standard bench and my pecs being the size that they were are messing with my range of motion but I was able to get some reps in. The T-Bar row was good too but had to adjust my stance a little so the upward motion wouldn’t hit my pecs. I noticed a few eyes during my workout but I also noticed that my well Jason’s tank top was getting tighter. The only thing that kind of saved it from being torn was the fact it was drenched in sweat and clinged to my apparent growing body. I paused for an unneeded break so that the guys would feel brave to come and approach me. Like a moth to a flame. Some asked if they could have a worship session with me in the back and of course I obliged. The same greeter from the front led the pack to the back. It was only 3 of them and they honestly looked like some college kids but hey I was told to have a little fun. I didn’t really have to do much because they were all over me, feeling what they could. It was like the sweatier and muskier the area was they loved on it more. They all started on the waist down feeling on my ass and how firm it was, I told them to get one of the cans of energy drinks and just sit it on there to really see how it is. One of them stacked 4 cans on there and just was shocked and took pics of it. They started to compare how small their legs were in comparison to mine even, the bulging cock was getting attention in its containment. They were afraid of what it could potentially do if fully unleashed. That's fine I told them they weren’t ready for it anyway and that my upper body needed attention. I squatted a little so they could feel my arms which were bigger and meatier than their legs. One of them had the idea to hang on to my arm as I flexed my bicep. Of course still being a bit sweaty, they didn’t last long as my peaks rose in height. I sat down to give them an opportunity to really massage my pecs. One of them pulled and tugged on my nipples through the tank top while the other 2 began massaging a pec each. I don’t know if it was the rubbing, the pulling, the tugging, or all of the above but I felt with everything going on my nipples were getting fatter, longer, and harder. I could also feel my pecs slowly swelling. The 2 massaging were a bit slower to notice the changes but the one working my nipples immediately saw it. But before anything could be said my cock had enough and ripped through my shorts to make its grand appearance. Everyone stopped and marveled at my cock arching above my pecs while seated. The sight of everything that happened sent all 3 of them over the edge and they began to cum in their shorts. I sat for a second and looked at my 3 worshipers who passed out from exhaustion. Hell if they were worn out just from my cock just bursting out of my shorts then I can only imagine what else could happen in the future with sessions. I wondered if this is what Jason did but also realized that I can’t leave like this with my cock out and swinging, its indecent exposure but who would really challenge me. But still I found some branded gym shorts on a table nearby. I struggled to get them up as they were real tight which didn’t help bring my cock down to something soft and manageable but trying to get it down to size made me realize it too looked bigger than before not that I am complaining but shit. I finally got everything together and was able to leave out the back to head home. I left my tattered shorts for the guys as a souvenir and began to make my way home. I walked into the house with Jason lounging. He jumped up and said that I looked very pumped. I just smirked and said well ya know, as I was bouncing my pecs. Jason walked towards me still looking down at me but not by much. Looking at my erect nipples and pumped arms, Jason offered to get his once former tank top off me and was amazed that he had to basically peel the sweaty thing off but also that the indentions made by my nipples were still visible as if they were still in the tank. He caressed them and thought to himself how even now his don’t compare to mine. He absentmindedly started to swirl his finger around my actual nipples and began to pull and tug on them. Just like what happened at the gym my cock responded and freed itself from my shorts and started to rise between us being held up by our massive pecs. He was ready to lean forward and begin to service my growing and hardening member but stopped short of doing so like a command was given. He stepped back a few paces and looked me up and down in my hard and horny state and only said I guess you are going to start walking around naked now. And flicked a nipple before walking away. Looking at myself in the mirror I said I guess so. Flexing and admiring what I have become.

Hi, would you maybe just mind removing the email addresses from the post or changing "gmail" to "qmail" or something like that, just in case those are actually people's emails?

Awesome! Many thanks! I hope we will see much more of Alan!

I love it! Layer upon layer upon layer! @muscleaddict Thanks for your latest cornucopia of stories! We're spoiled for choice! The "Bodybuilder on a Train" was a great exercise in character development AND in eliciting emotion (tenderness? passion? uncertainty? Excitement!) in very believable ways! " The Arrival" - I'm reading this now. The colloquialisms are mostly correct. One note: In the U.S., it's a "tank top" or a "string t" or a "muscle shirt" , not a "vest". "Vests" are worn with suits, usually by someone is trying to be dressed up. Otherwise, I'd say "Archie" is on his way to an "A" in his writing class! I will comment more as I read more! Mdlftr

Long time lurker here! Finally got down to writing something. It's a bit influenced by some works by absqrst and agmsye, but I hope it's not too plagiarism-y. Feel free to leave your feedback. I hope yall enjoy! Part 1: "What's my name?!" Alan yelled as he thrust his new huge cock into Max's muscular ass. "A... Alan!" Max spit out in pain and pleasure, as Alan easily held Max's big, muscular body with his newly gained muscles. Just a week ago, nobody could even think something like this could happen - small, nerdy Alan topping Max, the quarterback and a big hunk. "*You'll regret bullying me.*" Alan mumbled between thrusts. His huge muscular arms held the big jock boy in place as his ass kept on being ravaged by the muscle god. "*I'm gonna make you and all you jocks my bitches.*" Max just kept on moaning. Ever since Alan got his hands on the reality altering device, the jocks' days and nights looked like this. The once short Alan was now taller than the whole Football team by at least a foot. His once stick-thin body was now the epitome of muscularity - his huge pecs bouncing and his magnificent biceps flexing as he fucked Max into bliss. His once pimpled, ugly face was now the envy of all men, with its wide chin and its defined cheekbones. And, most importantly, his once tiny dicklet was now a jaw-breaking, ass-destroying, pussy-watering battering ram of a cock, adorned with two huge, orange-sized balls. "Oh, you like that, big boy, don't you?" Alan whispered in Max's ear as he went down with his huge body onto Max's muscular back, still thrusting rhythmically into Max's boy-pussy. "You love being fucked by a bigger man." "Ungh...Uh-ha..." Max made sounds of agreement as he clenched his mouth in pain. Alan kept fucking Max's ass, and all the while reminisced about the times when it was Max who towered over him, who shoved him around and made him feel small and weak. That made him fuck Max's ass even harder. He also remembered how he found the transformation device in a package on his desk; How he used it to make himself a muscular sex-god, and make all the big, muscular jocks his bitchs; How he changed reality so that everyone would think he had always been this huge and perfect; How he changed reality to make it so that no one bats an eye when he fucks a jock during class, or in the hallway, or when the teachers ask him to demonstrate gay sex during sex-ed classes. "That's just how it is.", they think, it doesn't feel weird to them at all. "Uh! Oh! You're the best, Alan! The best!!" Max yelled, his abs and pecks laying on his school desk. "You two," The teacher, Ms. Adams, turned around from the board and said. She looked mildly annoyed from the noise, but other than that, she didn't notice anything strange. "Keep it down there." "Sure thing, Ms. Adams. Sorry." Alan said with a model's smile as he put his hand on max's mouth and thrust harder into Max's ass. "*Look what you did, big boy,*" Alan whispered into Max's ear, still smiling. "Now I'm gonna have to fuck you harder, as punishment." "Unghh," Max made some noises through Alan's big hand, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "*Good boy.*" Alan said, as he fucked Max even harder. He felt his huge balls slapping against Max's smaller ones, his thick cock destroying Max's boy-cunt, and his pecks pressing against Max's broad back. He loved it. Another thing Alan changed about himself was his stamina. He made it so that he could fuck for hours without ever cumming, and that whenever he wants to, he can release a strong, thick stream of hot and heavy cum. "Take it all, bitch," Alan said as he pressed his cock even further into Max's ass. "I'm gonna fuck you the whole lesson through. You better be listening to the teacher, because I'm not finishing until she finishes, big boy." Max nodded with his eyes still rolled to the back of his head, his cock spitting pre-cum like a water hose. Alan smiled and kept on pounding Max's tight, muscular ass. 'Oh, thank god for the transformation device.' He thought as he kept railing the big jock moaning beneath him. "And that's how we use Newton's equations to prove Kepler's third law," Ms. Adams turned around and said. "I hope you've been paying attention, Max. I'm getting close." Alan said, even though he didn't get "close", he could just cum gallons whenever he wanted. "Y-yeah!" Max yelled in the middle of the class, which caught the teacher's attention. "Yes, Alan..." He corrected himself quietly, his face turning bright red, his cock throbbing even harder from the embarrassment. Alan made sure all the jocks were now really turned on by humiliation, even though the sex itself wasn't humiliating for them, it was just ordinary. "Is there anything you'd like to share with the rest of the class, Mr. Gayass?" The teacher asked. Alan remembered all the last names he gave the jocks with his device and and smirked, still fucking Max's ass, as if nothing had happened. "Come on, tell her, Mr. Gayass." Alan said, ravaging Max's asshole with his sood-to-cum rod of heavenly sex meat. "Um... Ungh...." Max moaned. "Alan.... No, Mr. Horsecock," Max corrected himself. "Just... Ugh... Told me he's going to cum in my ass, and that made me really happy. Sorry for shouting..." "Oh, that's so sweet." The teacher said with a genuine smile. "Now, where was I..." Alan continued thrusting harder and faster into Max, and with every thrust, Max's ass tightened around his thick, veiny cock. "Fuck!" Alan said, as he let a strong, thick rope of cum fire deep inside Max's asshole. "Ooh..." Max moaned as Alan's thick cum filled his asshole. Alan kept cumming for a good few minutes. Max's belly swole, all the gallons of cum inside of it filling it up. Alan already filled the floor with the viril cum that got out of Max's tight asshole, before pulling his softening cock out of Max's ass. "Now, clean my cock." Alan said, still holding his softening horse cock in his hand. "Sure, Alan." Max said as he took Alan's thick cock into his mouth, tasting his own ass along with the sweet taste of Alan's cum. Alan was about to sit back in his seat, when he saw the teacher turn towards him and Max. "Thank you for your honesty, Mr. Gayass, I really do appreciate it." The teacher said, her eyes looking apologetic. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." "Don't worry about him, Ms. Adams." Alan said with a smile, as Max cleaned his cock, which was starting to harden again. "I know he likes it." "Now, we have only 5 minutes left until the bell rings. So I'll just review the notes. Are there any jocks here to clean the floor of all of Mr. Horsecock's ejaculate?" "I volunteer." A tall, blonde jock raised his hand from the front row. It was Jason. "Of course, Mr. Cumthroat." Ms. Adams said. "Thank you, ma'am," Jason said, as he lowered his head and started lapping at the pool of cum on the floor, while Alan's cock started throbbing in Max's mouth. Alan smiled. He really liked this world he created. Part 2: "Oh, Alan!" The big jock moaned, as his tight hole got pounded by the muscular stud behind him. "Your cock feels so good, Alan!" "Of course it does, slut." Alan said with a smug smile as he gripped the jock's hips tighter. His big cock slid in and out of the jock's tight, pink hole, his big balls slapping against the jock's big, yet smaller than Alan's, ones. "It's because I'm your alpha." Alan was at it again, fucking one of the jocks on the field, with all the jocks and the other students around them playing football. Some of them glanced over from time to time, but they all focused on the game and ignored the scene completely. It was routine in football practice. Every practice, it was a different player's Duty to be destroyed by the team's cum-boy, a now common position in sports teams, in this new reality. "Please, Alan," The jock, Stan, begged, his muscular, sweaty back facing the huge cum-boy. "I want your cum. Please give me your cum." "You know you don't get the cum until the practice is over, Stanley." Alan said in his normal speaking voice, while still fucking the muscular boy's big ass ruthlessly. "Now, you need to practice your bottoming skills. You want to be a professional player, don't you?" "Ugh," Stan grunted. "Yeah, you do." Alan said, making long, strong thrusts into the jock's big ass. "Now, I'm gonna fuck you hard, and you'll moan and beg like a little bitch. What's my name, big boy?" "Alan!" Stan yelled as his guts were rearranged by Alan's massive ass-destroyer. "I'm being fucked by Alan! His cock is the best thing in this world!!" "*Oh, I love it when you bitchs say my name...*" Alan moaned and made slowly-paced but deep trusts into Stan's bubble butt, his left hand playing with the erect nipple on the jock's big, muscular left peck. "Oh, Alan, thank you!" Stan yelled. "My hole was made for your cock! Thank you so much for being our cum-boy! What would we do without you?" "That's a good muscle bitch," Alan said with a smile, still thrusting in and out of Stan's tight hole. Alan grabbed Stan's short hair, and with it, started thrusting into Stan's ass more rapidly. 'Fuck! I love this new reality! They're all so muscular and big, but they're my total cock sluts now.' He thought as he kept the pace. Stan moaned like an animal. He had done this so many times, or so he thought, and he still loved it every time like it was his first. The feeling of a thick, big, fat cock destroying his hole and claiming him like a big muscle bitch always sent shivers down his spine, and made his own thick cock throb. "Ungh..." When Alan changed reality, he didn't change the jocks' sexualities. They were still mostly straight, but he made it so that they all knew that having Alan fuck their brains out was the most normal thing in the world, and they all loved the feeling, too. Alan loved thinking about the big, muscular jocks fucking their own girlfriends, but being becoming total bottom cock sluts for him. He wondered if they think of him when they fuck their girlfriends. The thought turned him on. He grabbed Stan's hips, and thrust his big monster with more force then before. His thick, long, veiny cock easily found the jock's prostate, and sent shockwaves through his body, making his cock and his balls twitch and leak. "Ah! FUCK!" Stan yelled as his prostate got hammered by the huge, god-like cock. Alan just smiled and kept thrusting. The sound of his big balls slapping against the jock's smaller ones and the smell of sweaty man-musk was the only thing he could sense. His cock throbbed inside Stan's tight ass, and his balls were hanging low, full of hot, juicy cum. "Do you have a girlfriend, Stan?" Alan said as he pressed his huge, sweaty pecks against Stan's broad back, his hard nipples smushed between the linebacker's muscular back and the cum-boy's bigger pecs. "*Yes*" Stan moaned, his eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Do you love her? Like, are you genuinely in love with her?" Alan asked as his huge cock impaled Stan's ass repeatedly. "*Yes*" Stan answered. "Do you fuck her, Stanley?" Alan asked, as he kept the slow, deep trusts. "*Yes*" "Do you think of me when you're doing her, big boy?" Alan asked with a smirk as his cock kept thrusting and throbbing inside Stan's hole. "Yes!" Stan said with a moan. "Every time!" "Good boy..." Alan said. "What do you think, big boy? What do you think when your cock is in her pussy?" "*I-I think of your huge cock fucking me*" Stan said as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was filled with pain and pleasure from the big, muscular man making him his bottom bitch. "I think of being a muscle bottom for you, Alan. I love it." "Well," Alan whispered into the jock's ear. "What do you want us to do when you fuck her?" "*I-I want you to come with me,*" Stan said in a moan, his eyes still shut. "And fuck me in her bed. My ass feels empty when I have an erection fucking her. It's just not right. I should be hard when you plow me into the wall, or into a desk, or into a matress." "That sounds perfect." Alan said as he pulled out his cock and slapped the jock's muscular ass. "Now, practice some moaning, big boy. Remember, I'm not gonna cum until practice is over, and you won't get my load until you learn how to act like a proper bitch." "Yes, sir." Stan said as he looked back with a smile, his legs shaking and his ass gaping. "Good boy." Alan said as he patted the jock's cheek. "For every hot moan, I'll thrust my cock deep into your submissive ass. Ready, big boy?" "Yes, sir." "Good." Alan said as he positioned his cock on the linebacker's big ass and slowly started thrusting it into the jock's tight hole. "Now, moan like a bitch, slut." "Uh..." Stan moaned. "Louder." Alan said as he pulled his cock out and thrust it back in, hard. "AH!" Stan moaned loudly. "Good." Alan said with a smile as he pulled his full length out and slammed it all the way in again. Stan started moaning rhythmically, and with his moans, came long, full, big thrusts of Alan's massive rod. "Oh, please, sir!" Stan said as Alan fucked him harder and harder. "I need your cock! I need your cum! Please, Alan!" The game seemed to have ended, the players all packing up and going into the locker room. "Oh, big boy," Alan said, making strong, rapid thrusts into the big, muscular ass. "It seems like it's actually time for you to get your meal." "Oh... Uh.... Please, I need it...." Stan moaned. "How do you ask, big boy?" Alan asked smirkingly. "Please cum in my ass, Alan! I need my cum meal to be a good football player!" Stan yelled, in heat. "Ah!" Alan came with a loud grunt, shooting thick, heavy packets of cum into the jock's tight ass. "Ah! Oh! Ngh! Ah!" Alan kept on thrusting and cumming, filling the jock's now inflated gut with more and more semen. "Th... Th.... Thank you, Alan." Stan barely let out, exhausted and in pleasure from the meal he had just anally received. Alan finally pulled out of the jock. "Don't let go of me, Alan." The big, strong, muscular jock softly said, his big brown eyes looking up into Alan's. "I don't think I could stand on my own right now." 'Oh, I love this new reality.' Alan thought and smiled.