Changeling Pt.1 - New Roommate, New Me

[HyperSizedWes]

First time writing in a hot minute for stuff like this. Please let me know what y'all think (and if you find any errors I was too horny to proofread). This will end up being more slice of life with hyper themes and other raunchy elements later.

Changeling Pt.1 - New Roommate, New Me

Sitting at my desk at the end of my shift the vibration and sound of my phone dinging jolted me to my senses and I looked at the message coming through eagerly. It was Kai giving a heads up and confirmation that he would be here the next day ready to move in. My ad for a roommate had been up for months before finally getting a solid bite a few weeks prior from a man who had just moved to the United States from England.

 

He had been staying in an air bnb looking for a place to rent for a couple of months having just moved to Texas for his job at an international logistics agency. His interest stemmed from the fact that the city had been too far out of his budget as well as some of the common interests I had listed through the advertisement in what I had been looking for.

 

Situated just outside of the city in a small farming and agriculture town I had bought a house the year prior and planned to live alone but quickly realized my own financial woes that came with owning a home and my eagerness to find a way to supplement that grew. I had listed I was looking for someone to move in who had no pets and was more of a homebody like myself as well as someone who may share my nerdy interests  given that after work and weekends largely consisted of me cooking, playing video games, and occasionally the outdoor excursion or too when it wasn’t blistering hot summer weather.

 

We met once after his initial response and I was immediately taken by how handsome he was. I had not disclosed my sexuality to him or anyone on the potential listing but meeting at a coffee shop in the city I was immediately taken by the handsome English bear of a man before me. He was burly in all the right places and his salt and pepper hair and beard only reinforced the attraction I initially felt for him. I myself was a a husky man, only slightly younger than him but with a bald head and dark trimmed beard that matched the copious amounts of body hair on me.

 

Like me he was more of a nerd and homebody and even worked from home most of the time, which I had no problem with but in the back of my mind I did feel a tad weird about giving I had to commute to work at a usual 9-5 leaving a man I hadn’t known long to stay in my home.

 

Over the next few weeks I got the front bedroom ready for him and we continued to converse through texts and the occasional call just to ensure compatibility before sending of a lease to be signed. He didn’t have any furniture having moved across the ocean but it wasn’t a big deal given that I had a daybed, small desk, and a few cheap shelves in the front room of the home.

 

Back to my phone I sent off a quick reply, “See you tomorrow, happy to have you around roomie.” Roomie? I wasn’t sure why but it felt odd adding that little quip at the end. Maybe it was my long dormant flirtatious side coming out, though I knew I had to try to resist that.

 

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Work ended and I drove back to the house and worked frantically to make sure everything was picked up and cleaned for the move in day the next morning. Most everything had been done and was put together but my anxiety about the whole thing made me second guess myself.

 

Finally I stopped eager to take a breather and a break, I opened up my phone and clicked through a few servers before landing on one of the couple of fetish servers I was in. A picture of an inhumanly muscled man appeared in front of me. His massive bulge caused the seams in the now tight underwear beginning to rip. My cock chubbed up at the hand drawn masterpiece, all the muscle, cock, and manliness of it making my head swim with thoughts.

 

I had been into hyper sizes and macro fetish content since before I knew what they were. My first foray into it I had just entered middle school, I recall laying in my bed one night watching TV in my bedroom when I flipped channels to the Incredible Hulk. I watched the scene of Bruce Banner growing, changing, bulging all over as he ripped out of his clothes and roared, having turned into a massive green monster of a man. It was over then, all I could think about was wanting that to happen to me, wanting to be huge, to be big!

 

Later in middle school I got a computer, and access to the internet, that allowed me to explore more. It started with finding any and all Hulk transformations scenes I could find on youtube, which eventually led me to the thing, four arms from Ben 10, and more.

 

Before long I was able to put a name to my fetish and realized there were other people out there who had a similar interest to mine. Hyper proportions and macrophilia became a huge part of my sexual awakening. I read stories, found pictures and videos, and even discovered studio bites of men talking about growth.

 

Now at almost 30 the fetished had carried over with me and I had even had the chance on occasion to meet guys in real life who were also into or open about the topic.

 

Staring at the picture on my phone I slowly unzipped my pants and released my cock from the confines of my jeans and underwear, it rose up as I imagined myself ballooning to the proportions of the artwork on my phone. I glanced out the window for a moment and saw a star shoot by, it was dumb but I had read about it happening in the stories from the forms, I made a wish.

 

I want to be able to grow, to become the man of my dreams and fantasies anytime a wish, to have full control and power over my body. The thought made my cock jump and pre ran down my hand. I continued pounding my meat, I imagined my cock swelling, growing in my hand until my fingers were pushed apart from the sheer girth of it, my balls getting bigger and heavier churning with more and more cum.

 

A shiver went down my spine, I was lost in bliss stroking and staring at the image on my phone I didn’t realize at first my cock was widening, lengthening and my balls were swelling. I focused more on the man’s bulge. That thing had to have been as thick as my forearm and a foot long soft, the balls alone had to be the size of soccer balls nearly, I loved a huge set of heavy nuts in these sort of pictures. Something about thinking of having massive heaving balls full of cum turned me on. 

 

Then I noticed something was off…different. I looked past my screen and dropped my phone in shock. As it clattered to the floor I released my hand from my cock and watched it swell and grow, the shaft getting thicker, soon it was plumped thicker than my forearm, and it didn’t take me long to notice my balls. I stood up and they dropped down, heavy, I nearly fell forward a bit just from the sheer fact the weight was so different.

I walked into my room cock still swelling and balls growing, I stood in front of a full length mirror with my jeans at my ankles. My cock had to be over a foot long now and much thicker than my forearm, pre dripped from the head in copious mounts, some of it soaking into my jeans and the carpet below, the smell of it stronger, that alone turning me on even more. “What is happening,” I said out loud as I watched my balls drop further. The veins on my shaft snaked around the huge dick and the head was plump and even thicker than before.

 

After a bit the growth slowed to a stop, I stood looking at the hyper proportioned cock I had always dreamed up, I placed my hand around the shaft the best I could, my fingers no wear near able to wrap around it’s girth, my dark bush at the base even seemed to have thickened in response to the event that was taking place before me. I shuddered and a moan escaped my lips as I now stroked the massive member with two hands, the sensation ran through my whole body, the sensitivity of it all dialed up along with the mass of my new member. I continued to stroke and moan, the pre pooling at my feet, coming out now more like a stream than the dribbles it did previously.

 

The sensation, the size, the magnitude of what was happening to me was all too much. It didn’t take long before I could feel the sensation of an impending orgasm about to happen, only my heavier and larger balls heaved up, I could sense every bit of it happening. “Oh fuck,” I roared out and let go of my dick. It spasmed like a bucking broncho as shot after shot of thick cum erupted from the engorged head. It hit the mirror, the ceiling, the wall, going everywhere as I just let it happen. The smell of cum filled the room as the amount rivaled probably dozens of men all cumming in unison if not more.

 

Finally after almost a minute it subsided, I collapsed onto my bed nearby, my balls hanging over the edge, my still hard throbbing dick leaking the remains of the crescendo of pleasure that just occurred. “What the fuck,” I breathed heavily taking in the sights of not only the monster between my legs but the cum all over my room.

 

It was the cock of my dreams, well at least it was getting there, I had always imagined bigger. As this thought crossed through my head my cock responded in kind and slowly but steadily grew more. “No no no,” I said, grabbing onto it. “No I can't. I mean I want it but I can’t.” It was like I was speaking to my cock, as if I had any control. Control? That's it. Maybe I did have control. “Please no you have to go back, back to normal. I have a new roommate coming tomorrow. I have work and life.” More than anything I wanted to be big but I had to think practically, I had to focus. I closed my eyes and let go of my cock careful not to touch it lest I lose total control from the sensation of it. I tried to picture myself, normal, without a cock to rival the image I had seen before. I could still feel my cock growing. Stop. I tried to will it, to concentrate. I created a mantra in my head, back to normal, back to normal… a bit bigger than normal, a bit bigger than normal. I imagined one of my favorite pornstar’s dicks, not normal by any means, but not a hyper stud like my fetishes. Then I felt it, the feeling of it receding finally. My cock felt as if it was pulling into me almost, my balls retracting back toward me, the weight decreasing. “Yes, that’s it, a porn star cock,” I said aloud.

 

I opened my eyes finally and watched in amazement, and with a slight tinge of disappointment, as my dick got smaller, and smaller. My balls pulled up toward me and the circumference decreased as they did. I watched as my will power took over the size decrease taking me town before stopping. It wasn’t my cock, well it was mine but much bigger than it had been previously, it was a stunning what looked like eight inches now soft hanging over a pair of hefty balls. Well at least I can have this and not be too suspect, I thought as I grinned holding my new member.

 

“Well fuck now I made a mess,” I chuckled still reeling and a bit in denial of what was going on. The rest of the evening I stayed naked, enjoying the feeling of my now heftier dick as I cleaned the cum from the walls, ceiling, and carpet the best I could. There was so much it took multiple towels and nearly a whole bottle of carpet cleaner just to get up the majority of it but the smell remained strong.

 

Though I was eager to test the limits of what I could do to my body I resisted the urge knowing that the next day would bring a roommate into my life and I couldn’t exactly answer the door with a three foot dick. Instead I opened a window to help air out the room and fell asleep dreaming of massive cocks…massive cocks connected to me.

 

[Ro20316]

This was a interisting first chapter. I would love to read more

[HyperSizedWes]

12 hours ago, Ro20316 said:

This was a interisting first chapter. I would love to read more

Thanks man I appreciate it, working on a second chapter today, still involving mostly cock growth for now as well as some other "abilities" Wes discovers.