Popular Post Adonis21 Posted February 14, 2021 Popular Post Share Posted February 14, 2021 Hello, this is my sequel to "My Boyfriend Made Me Huge", this time focusing of Eric. Since that was my first story I kept it short, both in word count and in time, but I want Eric's growth to be longer and more incremental now that I have some better writing experience. That being said there is no real growth in this first part, just setting the stage. Additionally, you should know that while Justin's story was purely a gay fantasy, Eric's will be bisexually orientated. And for anyone wondering, the growth powder in this story is inspired by the "Collage Supplemented" story by Bigger4Me (if you're into elements of humiliation, definitely give that a read), while I'm sure such a substance/plot device is not original on a site like this, it should be stated. My Boyfriend Made Me Huge ( https://musclegrowth.co/topic/21908-my-boyfriend-made-me-huge-part-3-added-2721/ ) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Prelude Have you ever felt trapped in your body? Like you really lost big on the genetic lottery? Because that's me... or at least it was me. At 5'6" if I stretched, 110lbs wet, and 3" prick I was left cursed with the body of a weakling. I wasn't even good looking either, a deviated septum left me a bent nose that was hard the breath with, my eyesight was bad, and the only thing a short lived puberty ever gave me in abundance, was acne. Then in my Sophomore year at college, after years of bad luck, a miracle happened. At lunch one day I was visited by an angel, only on second glance it wasn't, it was my study partner Justin, only he had …changed. While previously he was of average height, decent build, with brown eyes, he sat before me a tall, muscular, blue eyed hunk. It was everything I'd ever wanted to be, and he'd promised to tell me how he'd done it, he promised to do that to me! I didn't see him for a week (one filled with anxiety and anticipation), but he had texted me. He asked all sorts of odd questions, current height and weight, my blood type... my favorite eye color (green). He insisted that all of this would be necessary to know in order to make me grow, he instructed me to wait out the week, and find him at the weight room on Monday afternoon. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hunk In Progress, Part 1 I immediately felt out of place at the weight room, the smell of sweat, the loud clanging, everything was so unnerving. Everyone was huge compared to me too! Don't get me wrong, I loved seeing a well muscled guy as much as anyone else (that isn't straight that is), but everywhere I turned lumbered busy giants who threatened to step on me. I had never really worked out a day in my life, I didn't even know what I'd do, I was too nervous to talk to anyone so I just stood there like an idiot. It was about then that I began to chicken out when the ground shook, and I was suddenly enveloped by a large shadow. Whirling around I was stunned at the towering form before me, I didn't know If I should be terrified or not but I was definitely aroused. Standing before me had to be the tallest man I've ever seen, bulging from well tailored gym clothes were muscles befitting a titan, I could count the bricks of his ten pack, and when he moved the striations of his musculature rippled with power. Affixed in a masculine, square jawed face (sculped by the gods no doubt), had the be the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. Although I admit it was hard to maintain eye contact, for snaking down the right leg of his sweatpants was a monster cock that probably put my forearm to shame. The Adonis easily outdid both supermodels and porn stars in every category. For a moment I was almost relieved my dick was so well concealed by it's size. "Are you ready to get huge man?" His voice rumbled in a deep masculine tone. "I... I'mma... you... wha... who?" "Heh, sorry little guy..." He said taking a knee, "Not too many people can recognize me anymore." "Ju... Justin! Oh my god your enormous!" "Just you wait man..." now beginning to flex a most muscular that threatened to tear away the fabric of his shirt, "I think you'd like the size yourself." "H... how... how did" "My ah... boyfriend made me huge", and gave a smile that threatened to make me cum. "And... and I could really get this big too?" The sheer thought of obtaining those looks...that much POWER. I started to get excited, I needed it! "Bigger and better..." he said rising again to his full height, "c'mon I want to show you something." Justin had started to stride toward the locker room, to enter he put his hand under the top of the frame and ducked through. This guy had to be 7' or taller. He waved me over to a more private area, started digging through a bag, pulled out a large white jar and started talking again. "As I was saying my boyfriend did this to me, you've met Logan right?" "Uh, yeah? A little taller than me, good looking, pretty smart guy. A Chem major right?" "Oh yeah, really smart, but he isn't so short anymore. Anyway he made this..." now holding out the nondescript white jar, "Unfortunately it isn't the fast acting stuff I got, but its the best I can get you." "Oh man, uh wow, I mean... can I ask you question", I said looking up at the giant. "Shoot." "Why are you doing this... why do you care?" "Well... I've seen how people look at you. Or rather, don't look at you. I was already good looking to start off, people like you deserve this more. You do ...want this right?" "Want this? Oh man, your more than I've ever dreamed of being. Um say... could I uh... feel?" "Ha, sure man! Say, you're gonna love being this big." The colossus sat down on the bench, raised his long arms, and flexed two enormous biceps. I ran hands across them, feeling his rock solid muscle, With both hands I couldn't even hope to reach around his arm. This was the closest I've gotten to sex in my left and it was great. As I lost myself in his size the gravity of the situation started to down on me. My whole life I've spent being a shrimp, now if this stuff worked I was going to get as big as this guy, maybe bigger... ascend to godhood! This was going to be great! "I could sit here doing this all day..." hands now running across his incredible abs, "But I think I can't wait to get this big myself, how does it work?" "Yeah, here is where the fun begins! Alright you need three things, the powder, exercise, and lots of food. Don't mix up too much of it though, it will go to waste. Here I already got some ready for you." He took out a water bottle, evidently mixed with whatever substance was in the jar. It had a green coloration that swirled as he gave it a powerful shake. Justin handed it to me and I gave it a sip. It tasted like lime mixed with one or two things that are hard to describe, very strong, and very good. It had a real kick as it went down. "Feel any different Eric?" I looked down at myself, I knew it it wasn't going to turn me into the incredible hulk or an anything, but I expected more. "I don't know, jittery? Fuck actually real jittery" "Alright man, lets go lift!" Justin began showing me how to lift and use the machines. I don't know if it was because all eyes were on him, or I was just overreacting earlier, but I felt much more confident being there. On the bench press I could barely get the 45lb bar up the first time though. I wanted to quit but Justin urged me to continue, the second attempt went up much easier than the first, and the third practically felt light. I maxed out at 95lbs, which Justin informed was great for someone my size. As I lifted more, and had more of that mixture I felt angry, I could feel the blood running through my veins. It felt good to blow off stress and exert myself, and kind of fun to see how far I could push myself. Before we called it quits I ended up deadlifting 160, and 55lbs with a barbell curl. by the end I was panting and slick with sweat. I thought that was amazing, but after each set I stood ogling at Justin as he loaded up more plates on the bar than I could easily count. Watching his muscles work was like porn, but It didn't even look like it was heavy to him! "How do you feel bro?" He asked. "I donno man, fucking..." "Pumped?" "Yeah, Pumped!" "Good, end every session like that. Alright, lets get showered and pack in the protein!" By the time we got to the dining hall I felt my stomach knot, I was starving! That being said Justin loaded up my tray with more chicken, mashed potatoes, and broccoli than I could eat in a few days. I started eating and just kept eating, I wondered where it could possibly all be going after a while. Justin reassured me I wasn't going to get fat, in fact he laughed it off and just said I can't get fat. Now done eating, Justin lead me to the parking lot just a little walk away from the cafeteria. He caught me staring at the rhythmic flexing of his muscular ass but didn't seem to mind, he walked liked he owned the world. "This is it" he said. We had weaved around several cars and arrived in front of an expensive open top red Lamborgini, waxed to a shine. In the passenger seat would have be the hottest man I've ever seen had I not met Justin. A little shorter than Justin (although he must have been well over my height), he wore a tight red polo that hugged his well muscled body, and had a face and smile to die for. He looked up from his phone and said. "Hey beefcake how was the workout, and is this Eric?" "Yup, this is the hunk in coming" "Wait... Loga.." Still in a state of shock, Justin waved me over to the trunk and opened it. Inside was an old fashioned briefcase with a lock on it. "What, you have the nuclear football as well?" "Ha no, here the combination is 588930, open it." I did so, inside was a small mirror, a tape measure, and a gold themed debit card paper clipped to some sheets with banking information. I skimmed over it, and found the pin, routing number, and such. I looked over the next page, it was a bank statement and my jaw dropped, this card had $1,500,000 dollars on it! "You you you, you shouldn't have let me see your..." "Your card." "Huh?!?" I felt faint, none of this could be real, I had to be dreaming! Dreaming that's it, someone must have knocked into me at the gym earlier, I was sleeping peacefully on the ground somewhere. I pinched my arm and felt pain... I felt pain! "Whoa Whoa Whoa there little guy..." Justin had caught me by the arm, "you look pretty pale." A voice called from the car, "I told you he wasn't going to take it easy!" "This is all so much, I think I need to sit down" "Here let me get you some water, can I drive you to your dorm?" "Uh, yeah, that would be great" I said and took a sip. After a moment Justin scooped me up and put me in the car. It was a two sweater so I sat in the lap of the passenger (Logan?). His ample chest made a comfortable pillow, I could feel his rock solid abs running down my spine. But, most pleasurably, between the cheeks of my ass I could feel his fat bulge pressing into me. No, this wasn't a dream, this was heaven! I gave Justin directions to the dorm as we started to talk again. Logan wrapped his muscular arms around me as a seatbelt as we went. "Ah guys really, making me huge is one thing, but this money..." "We're rolling in it, don't worry. Plus you're gonna need that to upgrade your style when you grow out of those clothes. No offence, but your really capitalizing on the geekyness." "None taken. Um say, how did all of this happen, how does this stuff you made work?" Logan spoke in a much deeper voice than I remembered, "Without going into all the... geekyness, I found a simple chemical process of manipulating genetic makeup, its really quite remarkable nobody has found it yet. And now with a patent, I'm the only one who can produce the stuff, its going to change the world you know." "A world full of hunky musclemen?" "More than that! No more disease, no more aging, everyone could be what they want, if only I could make it cheaper." "That sounds... Whoa, wait, you guys can drop me off here!" "At the back? Are you sure?" "Yeah, my room isn't like the rest." "Suit yourself, and... enjoy yourself too!" "Uh yeah, thanks!" Justin handed me the growth powder jar, and the briefcase. Still not quite believing what just happened I watched the two speed off campus before walking to the maintenance door at the back of the building. My room was not like the others. The collage thought it could make a buck off half heartedly converting an unused store closet (located next to the furnace room) into an additional dorm. It was not legally big enough to house two students, so I was left on my own. The walls were made of concreate and the only pieces of furniture were my bunk bed, rug, and desk. I decided to unpack, put the card in my wallet, the powder under the bed, and hid away the briefcase between the lower mattress and the wall, as well as hanging up the small mirror. I paused as to what to do with the tape measure, but decided if I was going to grow, I should make a height log. I dug out a small piece of chalk from my drawer and made my best straight line up the concrete wall. Holding a textbook on top of my head and flush to the wall I made a horizontal mark on the wall and measured it. 5'6" on the dot... that's a quarter inch taller than before! Then my phone alarm went off and I knew it was time to see the one good thing this room provided. You see if I climbed the bunkbed, peered out the window, and looked down the slope flanking the back of the building I could see into the windows of the school pool. And right at 7:00, the hottest girl on campus went in for a dip, Emma Clark. I have to admit, it was pretty creepy, but when you're a sex starved virgin you do these things. I watched as she got in and out of the pool, water pouring down the her curves, dripping off the tips of her large breasts, damn that was hot. Too bad her boyfriend was such a complete asshole, even worse that he was just as hot in his own masculine way. On multiple occasions he had purposefully pushed passed me, called me a dork, did he think he was still in high school?!? Of course I had a crush on him too, Luke was just too damn big and muscular not to be admired! But I could get bigger... Too be continued... 34 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Azerreza Posted February 14, 2021 Share Posted February 14, 2021 How do you know it was a good story ? When you can't wait for more ! And... I can't wait for more !! 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted February 15, 2021 Share Posted February 15, 2021 Looking forward to more - does he become muscle hungry? Get bigger than Logan and Justin? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
benroc Posted February 19, 2021 Share Posted February 19, 2021 This is all a great start. I want it follow this story. Thanks for sharing it. One thought. Will Justin and Logan follow-up on Eric? Or do they leave him on his own? Will there be a hot 3-some? I don't know, I liked the way Eric was getting great coaching advice from Justin. Look forward to see how your creativity unfolds... Thanks again! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adonis21 Posted February 23, 2021 Author Share Posted February 23, 2021 Hello people, I just wanted to say that I have suddenly found myself in a position where I can't get much writing done for a while. I think I will occasionally get a few parts out, but unfortunately this looks like its going to be a slow burn. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Adonis21 Posted February 28, 2021 Author Popular Post Share Posted February 28, 2021 Ascent to Muscle Godhood, Part 2 My dream that night was intense, erotic, and somewhat lucid. Luke was in it, Emma too. They were walking down the sidewalk together, but Emma didn't look happy. Luke, the narcissist he was, was bragging about himself, about how much he could lift, the size of his dick, how lucky she was to be with him. Meanwhile being completely oblivious of her. Suddenly she stopped in disgust as he kept talking to himself, and looked at me. Her ample hips and chest swayed back and forth rhythmically as she strode toward me, a seductive smile on her lips... suddenly I was knocked to the ground buy a great force, Luke's form towered before me. Of course, being a dream he was completely naked, an enormous endowment swung between the powerful musculature of his legs, emanating waves of inadequacy toward me. "She'd never be interested in someone like you, a little weakling." He said, now cocky and flexing his arm. His hand balled up as well as his bicep, he sent great fist careening toward me but and I just wanted it all to stop. I caught it... I caught it! His fist didn't seem to have force, just size. "Little weakling huh?", I said. His arm began to quiver and shake, an expression of confusion and concern crossed his handsome face. He seamed less intimidating, less... tall. Actually he was shrinking! As his form began to diminish I felt mine grow bigger and stronger, I was no longer just blocking his fist, but enveloping it with my own meaty hand. I could feel his power flowing towards me, my cock lengthen to epic proportions as his own manhood left him. But I wanted more. I gripped him tighter and sucked him for everything he could give me, felt myself grow into a titan as he withered down to a sobbing 70lb midget. I glanced down to see Emma... ERRR ERRR ERRR ERRR "God fucking dammit!" Beginning to wake up to the sound of the alarm, I rubbed my eyes to see the concrete above the bunkbed. Why did I feel so weird? I took in a few deep breaths and realized... I could breath. My hands darted down to my nose to find that it felt straight as an arrow now! I felt whiskers on my formerly smooth cheeks. Suddenly the events of the previous day caught back up to me, Justin, Logan, the growth powered! I shot up out of bed only to hit my head on the ceiling. It was always low, but it wasn't that low before. Quickly, albeit more carefully now, I jumped down to the floor. I just had to measure myself... 5'8", a 2" improvement! Taking that in, I realized I hadn't just grown in height, my arms, legs, crotch... they all felt tight in my clothes. With maniacal glee I unbuttoned my shirt to be met with the fait outline of a six-pack below small blocky pecs. Peeling of the rest of my shirt I was definitely still skinny, but not under weight like before, I now possessed a lean runners build. When I flexed, I could feel my bicep straining against the fabric. I could feel my dick hardening, I started to drop my pants eagerly awaiting what improvements would meet me there. From my briefs my new cock sprang out looking much bigger than before, my balls had swollen a lot too. Measuring my equipment, It turned out just over 5", far from huge but the feeling of finally being normal down there filled me with joy. Then I spotted the mirror on the wall from an angle... what did I look like? What could I look like? I approached only to be stunned. My acne riddled warzone had now smoothed over and glowed with health, the faint beginnings of beard growing in. The nose was now straight, and my eyes... a stunning bright green, a color that complemented my dark hair. Turning to the side, It was hard to believe how long and angular my jawline had grown overnight. I was now in my early 20's, but I looked like a teenage heartthrob. I was going to have a hard time convincing people I was still me... "Damn I'm hot." I said that a few times over, appreciating the new baritone resonance. Drinking it all in one last time I knew I had to get ready for class... after I jack off... Pressed for time, I found it hard to find a shirt that could even fit. The one that did was a simple white T, sleeves cut just above the bicep, accentuating a lean 13". All my pants felt like skinny jeans, I settled for a pair of khakis that outlined my bulge. A smile crept across my lips because now I actually had a bulge, being a shower actually mattered now that I had some size. But Justin was right, I needed a new style now. Snatching my glasses and bag I headed out the door. But by the time I got outside, I realized how blurry they were. Well I guess I don't need those anymore! So many heads turned during my morning classes, I kept hearing murmurs... "Whose the new cute boy?"... "Did he transfer?"... "I want him." "No, I want him!" (Giggling)... I just leaned back while all this was going on, hands behind my head, occasionally blessing a gawker with a smile (where did this cocky attitude suddenly come from?), all the attention was making me horny. I just could stop thinking about either sex, growth fantasies, or both. Being a cute twink was nice and all, but I was starting to realize just how much I wanted to be fucking huge. This continued for a while, however as time ticked onwards I was mostly just filled with anticipation to lift after class. I was ready to ditch this weak physique. As soon as the last lecture was over I made a beeline to the student store, picked up a few oversized sweats for the gym, and whipped out my shiny new card at the cash register. To my delight the girl behind the counter was really hot, tall (about my height), slim, and blond...wait was she looking at me too? I should make a move... "Hey gorgeous what's you name?" I said. She leaned over on the counter, her crop top exposing her chest and leaving nothing to the imagination. "Wow, you have some balls there shorty." She said flatly. I felt my ego deflate back down, she clearly had a thing for taller guys. But then again, she was definitely checking me out... I stood up a little straighter and said, "I go by Eric.... and you?" "Natalie..." She said taking note of the stuff on the counter, "You know, you'd look better with a little more muscle, do you work out?" "Yeah, I've been growing a lot recently. Say are you free tomorrow night?" "You have some confidence pretty boy... I like that. Yeah, I have time after class." Natalie laughed in an easy going sort of a way and I gave her my number. This was definitely shaping up to be the best day I've ever had. but I had a feeling tomorrow would be better. After another brief stop at the dorm to change and mix up the powder, I was finally back in the gym. It was only my second day, but for some reason I felt at home there now. Not long into it I felt this amazing pump, it felt so good... why do people hate working out again? I kept going at it harder, with every push I dumped every ounce of rage I could manage. I resented what I was and was now determined to outgrow the old me. Plus, getting big for tomorrow was a must. I ended up doubling my maxes, was squatting 180lbs when I heard... "Weak!" I knew that voice anywhere... Luke. He pushed me over, sending the bar crashing down on the safety straps. He had apparently waited for a point where nobody would see this. "Ah fuck, what the hell?!" "You want to see how a real man does it little guy." What was I going to do? If I ran I was a coward, and If I fought him... well that would just be stupid. Instead, I just sat there as this 6'2" blond hunk with the body of a Greek god stepped over me, blue eyes staring down at me imperiously. He curled the bar back up and loaded it with 455. He was going to squat right over me! As he got lower an amazing horse hung package pressed up against the fabric of his shorts, it had to over 8" erect, and those huge balls, damn!. Some people didn't deserve what they had, I wanted it so bad. Everything he had... He caught me staring, with one last grunt pushed up the weight, grabbed the heft of his meat, and said, "C'mon cocksucker, lets take this to the back, I my tool needs some service." I obediently followed Luke, part of me hated it, but I wasn't going to waste a chance like this, I had to see that glorious body, worship it... become it. The big guy threw me into a shower stall and started stripping. The material of his shirt struggling against the widening taper of his frame. His abs weren't just defined, they were eight blocky slabs of muscle. But those pecs! He clearly loved, each jutted out two inches from his frame and bounced with each movement of his powerful arms. Everything about him projected masculine power, especially the giant asset resting atop two weighty cum factories. Turned out Last nights dream was prophetic in a way, I sucked him for everything he could give me. And soon I'd be the big guy. To be continued... 33 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
richard18 Posted February 28, 2021 Share Posted February 28, 2021 i get the feeling luke has feeling for eric and they might grow the more eric grows, then they could have a foursome with the other two behemoths justin and logan 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted February 28, 2021 Share Posted February 28, 2021 I would love for Luke to slowlly realised how Eric is changing untill it's too late and he will the one doing the worship. Amazing follow up 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1996bodybuilder Posted March 25, 2021 Share Posted March 25, 2021 Amazing so far caint wait for more 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ToolShedCub Posted March 25, 2021 Share Posted March 25, 2021 HOT! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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