Liquid Manhood- Chapter Six

[ABSQRST]

A year long wait for Part Six, sorry, school got ahead of me and when I was finally free I wasn't in any mood to write. This part is mostly filler and some plot, more transformations to come in the next part though. 

Thanks for reading.

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Liquid Manhood

Chapter Six

Chris lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling deep in thought. The room was still dark, but dim light shone through the gaps in the curtains. The light illuminated the cause of Chris’ thinking, a large tent in Melvin’s bed sheet, and two massive feet that hung out the end of that bed. 
A couple of months ago Melvin had been a small runty nerd who Chris could twist around his little finger, but then Melvin took some of the magical elixir home. Now Melvin was more confident, he was questioning Chris’ decisions more and he was keeping Chris awake with hour-long fuck sessions every single day. The only benefit to being kept up so late is that Chris had the time to think over the events of the past few days. 
 
That first day when he found out what had happened to Melvin had been the hardest. Hearing that deep voice over the phone made his heart drop, but he nearly died when he found Melvin. 
Melvin had directed Chris to come talk to him at some apartment, his nerdy roommate opened the door in just his underwear. He was now tall, built and from the look of the bulge in his briefs, hung like a donkey. 
Seeing Melvin had only added fuel to the theory that the elixir had a plan of its own, that the changes it caused weren't random. That in fact it mattered on what sort of person you were, an undeserving person would end up as unappealing, but a deserving person, as Melvin appeared to be, would end up owning mouthwatering pecs with big silver dollar sized nipples, abs you could wash clothes on and a bulge that looked like it could feed a small village. 
 
The conversation between the two roommates was awkward mainly because Chris could see the four girls who lived in the apartment had been fucked senseless for what must of been several days. From where Chris sat he could see the girls in a sleeping cum stained heap on a bed in a bedroom, the doors having been pulled off its hinges, they all had smiles on their faces. A smile which matched Melvin’s smug smirk, he knew the situation between them had changed. 
Melvin though didn’t rub it in that he was now a towering stallion compared to Chris, which Chris had expected. Instead he talked about what had happened to him and what he’d thought was going on with the elixir. 
In the days following Melvin’s marathon fuck session both boys shared their theories on how the elixir affected the user. Chris’ theory that who you were mattered held more water then anything Melvin offered. It was nearly confirmed when Chris and, the now meathead, Melvin found out what happened to the people dosed by the water bottles from the school gym that Chris had tainted. 
The equipment manager Thaddeus Stern had ballooned into some ebony black beast of muscle and manhood, he was instantly recruited by football team to his own delight. 
Yuri was also dosed too, and to Chris’ delight he didn't end up huge. Instead the slim swimmer had swelled into some hairy bear. A gut of muscle and fat replacing his toned abs. Melvin didn't think the change was that bad, Yuri looked pretty intimidating, an opinion which seemed to be shared by others. Yuri had been recruited to the football team too. 
The third person to be dosed had surprised Chris. Coach Peters had changed and it seemed to have knocked him out of the funk that losing his football team had caused.
His flabby gut had been sucked in and tightened, his hair darkened and his face lost a good 20 years of wear and tear. The man who now stomped around campus in a sweat suit with a big cigar in his mouth was nothing like the old Coach Peters. 
Scary was the word that Melvin had used after he'd been cornered and almost forced to join the football team by the new Peters. He was rebuilding the team and taking anyone who even looked like they lifted weights. 
Chris though was half attracted to the new barrel chested daddy like-coach. He would have expected that Peters to get the bad side of the elixir, but instead Peters’ love and loyalty to the boys on his team had instead made the elixir turn Peters into a better man than he already was. 
 
Chris’ reminiscing was ruined by the loud wet slapping coming from Melvin’s bed. The big lug had thrown back his blankets and was fisting his Pringles can cock with both of his meaty fists. Chris just rolled over and buried his face into his pillow hoping Melvin would only jerk off once this morning. 
 
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“Good workout today man” Thaddeus’ Barry White-like voice said
 
Both he and Sean were standing in the locker room of the school gym, they had it to themselves as the other patrons seemed to flee the room when they both came in sweaty from their workout and stuffed into gym shorts that looked close to bursting. 
They'd both showered on the far side of the showers from each other, both trying to sneak in a quick wank, though it was hard to keep two massive muscle men jerking wrist fat monster cocks secret. Neither of them brought it up, even thought they’d both cum at the same time. 
 
“Yea, good lift” Sean agreed, pulling on his shirt
 
The two muscle men were both buttoning up their shirts, both having the same issue of pulling the shirt together over their pecs. Thaddeus with his glistening ebony pec pillows and Sean with is fire-red furry slab like chest. 
Sean and Thaddeus had met soon after Coach Peters had recruited them both for football team and they’d become fast friends. Mainly it was due to them being forced together as they were both of similar size, but they shared an intense interest in video games, so a friendship had blossomed.
 
A tv bolted up to the wall loudly played some sporting news show, the announcer worriedly talking about the removal of some big name athlete from the Dallas Cowboys because of some sort of disease. Sean had seen the guys face all over the internet and he’d even jerked off a fair bit to the guys modeling pics.
 
Sean gave up on closing his shirt, his entire hairy pec cleavage on show. The button just below his pecs barely holding the shirt closed. 
 
“You coming round mine tonight to game” Sean asked pulling up the zipper of his jeans again
 
Since his last growth spurt Sean had found a guy on Craigslist who was selling a tonne of clothes in sizes that could actually contain him, but now after a couple of months of actually working out, playing football and slowly growing he was beginning to outgrow them. 
 
Thaddeus, was himself just stuffing his overpacked undies into some jeans. He pulled the zipper up and gave his hefty bulge a good grope with a big black hand.
 
“Nah man” Thaddeus chuckled deeply “Got a date tonight”
 
Sean laughed “What again… did last nights go so well” 
 
Thaddeus left their gaming session last night with some cheerleader under this arm. The big black stud had been grinning ear to ear earlier when they started their workout, so it must of gone well.
 
“Yea, yea, it did, nearly broke her bed” Thaddeus laughed, doing a little thrusting movement with his hips “But its not the same girl… her friend" 
 
“Slut” Sean laughed lightly punching Thaddeus’ shoulder
 
Thaddeus packed up his gym bag and seemed ready to leave, obviously eager to get to this date.
 
“Yea pretty much, I used to be some pathetic virgin” the black stud laughed “But since my growth spurt I've been getting pussy every day… even multiple pussies sometimes”
 
Sean felt his eyes roll, Thaddeus just laughed at his reaction. The two friends said goodbye and the black beast thudded out of the locker room, leaving Sean to struggle to get his clown feet into sneakers that were falling apart because they were at least a size too small. 
 
The walk back to his dorm room was quick, but it was a constant barrage of stares as he stomped across campus. He knew his heavy bulge was bouncing from thigh to thigh with each step and his pecs were dangerously close to launching the remaining buttons of his shirt across the path ahead of him. 
Sean was struggling with his keys at his door, his big meaty fingers fumbling over the tiny, little pieces of metal. 
 
“Sean” a quiet voice asked
 
Sean turned to look and just saw an empty corridor. Then he looked downwards. A nervous yet smiling brown haired boy stared up at him. It was the guy he’d brought all the old clothes from. A guy of barely 5ft2 who for some reason owned clothes ranging from XXL to XXXXL, Sean didn’t ask why.
 
“Hey... Ben right” he asked, hoping he’d got the name right
 
Ben nodded as Sean turned away from his door to look down at Ben. The smaller guys eyes widening as he stared at the thick overhang of Sean’s pecs. Thankfully his eyes weren’t looking down to the overstuffed bulge of his pants which was shockingly close to Ben’s eye level.
They were silent for a few moments, Ben just watching as Sean’s pecs slowly heaved with each breath.
 
Sean broke the silence “So, why are you here” 
 
He knew that Ben didn’t live in the dorm. He loved in one of big frat houses on the other side of campus.
Ben muttered something, sounded like he was nervously gathering his words.
 
“Just… just... wanted to see if you wanted to hang out” Ben asked, smiling slightly
 
Sean wondered if Ben had actually wanted to ask something else, but the sight of Sean’s hulking hairy form had knocked all the confidence out of the little guy.
 
Sean chuckled slightly “Sure, I was going play some games, but we can hang out”
Sean opened his door, the gust of warm musky air washed over them both. Ben actually squeaked in surprise.
 
“It's only a single-player game, but I’m sure we could find you something to do” Sean said, letting Ben pass into the room
 
Sean followed him in, giving his big bulge a quick rearrange before closing the door and trapping the little guy.
 
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“Do you have any books on witchcraft” Barrett asked up to the librarian
 
Without even looking pass their glasses and down to the runty Barrett, they muttered a floor number. Barrett had gotten used to being ignored since his fall from grace. 
He quickly headed up the stairs, taking two at a time, which was a stretch for his short skinny legs. Luckily no one would recognize him, he wasn't the Barrett anyone on campus would recognize. 
A few months ago Barrett had received an email about his campuses links to magic and witchcraft, since then he’d been researching the subject. He’d read more books and written more down in these months then he’d ever done in his life. 
It had started as a simple way of passing the time and maybe distracting him from his diminished body and from the housekeeper's son cleaning the swimming pool shirtless, but it had become a desperate passion once AJ returned home. 
The doctors had said that AJ had a muscle wasting disease, the same thing that the doctors has said to Barrett. AJ had lost his position in the NFL and returned him a broken man. AJ was nearly as small and runty as Barrett was and was getting smaller all the time. His personality shift was more dramatic than Barrett’s had been, Barrett regularly could hear AJ crying himself to sleep. When AJ was a towering beast Barrett had never even heard a single word spoken in a unsure tone, let alone seen him shed a tear. 
The CDC had even visited the house to check it out for any environmental causes, they found nothing. Just like they’d found nothing at the athletic department on campus. Barrett had actually stopped off to see how things had changed. It was just the same as Barrett had left it, without any reminder that Barrett had ever existed. The CDC had even kept an office on campus, but they didn’t seem to be doing anything. Just some guy sitting alone in an office bouncing a tennis ball off the far wall. 
The suddenly collapse of his brothers obscenely manly physique and the CDC’s continued inability to find a medical cause had only pushed Barrett closer towards witchcraft and magic. It had knocked Barrett out of his depression, he’d become more active, more set on finding an answer. He’d be researching anything and everything that could link to his and AJ’s situation. Quickly moving away from any sort of scientific explanation and focusing almost entirely on the thin hope that something beyond explanation had caused his and AJ’s predicament. 
 
He came to the correct floor, wheezing, he was so unfit now. He moved through the cases and desks looking for some sort of sign directing him to his answer. 
The floor was pretty much empty of students. Just one guy with long black hair sitting at a desk with headphones on. Barrett stopped to stare at his guy, he was well built. Large pecs straining at his shirt and thick arms gripping the table.
Barrett bit his lip, muscle really got to him, his little cock hardening in his pants. 
The guy let out a moan and Barrett could see a hand was beneath his shirt feeling up his pecs. Barrett knelt down to check under the table, having to look between the legs of chairs and desks between him and the big guy. A blond haired head was moving back and forth between the guys massive jean clad legs. 
Barrett let out a gasp and scurried between some bookcases.
He heard a sloppy sounding slap and a guy, probably the blond, taking in deep breaths.
 
“Zach, did you hear something… I think someone is here” one voice said between deep breaths
 
“No one is here” another deeper voice said “Get back to sucking bitch” 
 
There was slapping sound and a return to wet sucking noises.
 
Barrett was sitting on the floor, his back leaning against a bookcase. His cock rock hard at the sound of the blond struggling to deepthroat whatever this Zach had between his legs. Down the line of books, Barrett saw a massive ornate bookcase. Leather bound books of various sizes filled its shelves and a sign above in posh looking gold lettering read. 
 
“Tiberius J.J. Haber Occult Library” 
 
Barrett jumped to his feet, for the first time thankful that he was small, his feet making no sound as he moved. He ran down the aisle towards the bookcase. As he approached he saw how run down the bookcase was. The golden sign was faded, the wood chipped and in placed moldy. The books were covered in thick dust, but Barrett saw a few finger marks.
A couple of books on the middle shelf had been touched recently, but only those books. He strained to reach up to them, again hating how small he was now. 
 
“Did you see that guy… getting a blowjob in the library” an insanely rich and deep voice boomed from down the aisle 
 
“From a guy…” another voice stated sounding annoyed
 
“Damn” the deep voice muttered “I mean, nothing against gays, Chris, you know that…”
 
The other guy, Chris, just sighed loudly.
 
Barrett fell back to another set of shelves and hid behind them as the two men approached. One was tall with strong features, almost model like in his movements. The other was a brute, towering nearly as tall as the bookcases and nearly as wide as the aisle.
The massive dude had a hand down his shorts and was obviously scratching at his balls. Chris though was inspecting the occult bookcase.
Chris gently lifted the middle books away from shelf and tapped at the wood behind them. 
 
“Good, it’s still jammed” Chris said returning the books to their place
 
“Huh” the big guy said, he’d been busy sniffing his hand after scratching his nuts
 
“The compartment where we found the magic book… we jammed it so we’d know if someone else found it” Chris said, trying not to raise his voice at the giant guy
 
The big guy's viking like face made an expression of understanding. His heavy lantern jaw moving to make an ‘oh’ sound. 
 
“It’s still jammed so whoever was asking about witchcraft never found it” Chris mused
 
“Wait… how’d you know someone asked about that” the big guy asked
 
“I paid the librarian to call me if someone did, why do you think we even rushed over here” Chris said smirking arrogantly “We don’t want anyone finding out what we did… well not till I’m your size” 
 
Chris gave a playful backhanded tap to the big guy’s abs which were showing through his shirt. The two turned and left, Barrett’s head spinning, could magic actually be real, what where they are hiding. He waited for the big guys wide back to vanish around a corner before slowly he started to follow them. 
 
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Sean was laying on his front on his bed. It was too small for him. His pecs were hanging off the end and he was awkwardly propping his meaty arms on the edge so he could play his game properly. His big mits pressing buttons and his TV loudly sounding out the gun shots of his character. 
 
“You ok back there little dude” Sean asked peeking over his shoulder to Ben
 
Ben was laying between Sean’s legs, the big guys legs bent and pressing down on Ben’s back. Ben’s face was pressed between Sean’s rounded muscle ass and his tongue deep between the cheeks. 
 
“Just slap my ass once if yes, twice for no” Sean said, trying not to chuckle
 
Ben’s little hand flew up and slapped the rock solid left cheek of Sean’s ass and then fell back to gripping at Sean’s thigh.
 
“Good boy” Sean said returning to his game “In a bit I’m move across to my gaming chair, you can suck or sit on my dick if you like”
 
Sean’s cock was rock hard and laying between his legs and throbbing against Ben’s tummy.
 
“Well you going suck or ride it either way, I’ll let you choose which happens first”
 
Sean’s let out a deep moan and almost crushed his controller as Ben excitedly assaulted his asshole with his talented and surprisingly large tongue. 
 
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On opposite sides of campus, two groups of friends were meeting. One a group of young men who were busy planning the next phase of their Homes for Humanity project. The other a group of young men planning which news agency’s website they were going to bring down with a denial of service attack. 
They were in similar number and a similar makeup of guys, just different in personalities. 
But one thing that these groups shared was that the refreshments at their meetings tasted weird. 

[Muscleace]

So happy to see you continue it!

[bills1]

Great story! Would love to see what the coach is up to

[lindner6]

So glad to have you continuing this wonderful gift to us!

[debate1]

Keep it up!

[Hialmar]

I wouldn’t call this a ”filler”. It is exquisite.

[ABSQRST]

On 14/03/2018 at 11:07 AM, Hialmar said:

I wouldn’t call this a ”filler”. It is exquisite.

Oh, why thank you  

 

On 14/03/2018 at 8:26 AM, muscledrain said:

Wait...why didn't Chris also get big? I must have missed that. Did he elect just not to take the elixir yet? 

I really want more of Melvin. I can't get enough of Melvin. 

I want to use Melvin more, but the story is drawing to an end and I think I might just run into a dozen parts of filler if I follow all the threads I want.

Chris hasn’t used any yet, he can see that it has a mind of its own and is worried that he’s not gonna way what he wants. 

[Lloyd]

Excellent!  Well worth the wait!

[Merpit]

On 16.3.2018 at 11:31 PM, ABSQRST said:

Oh, why thank you  

 

I want to use Melvin more, but the story is drawing to an end and I think I might just run into a dozen parts of filler if I follow all the threads I want.

Chris hasn’t used any yet, he can see that it has a mind of its own and is worried that he’s not gonna way what he wants. 

Maybe you could do some substories with all the threads you have in mind after you finished the main story. 

I like the story about Zac and Lance and that they became partners in a not so even relationship.

Also I like Sean and his transformation into a total behemoth. I would love to hear how he takes advantage of his new self..

I love your story and your style of writing @ABSQRST ! 

[debate1]

Can wait for more!!!!!!