Changeling Pt.2 - Move in Day.

[HyperSizedWes]

This part is a bit longer and still fairly slow but just trying to set things up to try to make this something I can write in the long haul. Still no muscle growth but this chapter does include hyper cock growth, hyper cum, and changes involving musk and pheromones. Once again was horny so did not completely proofread but let me know what y'all think.

Changeling Pt. 2 - Move in Day

I woke up to the sun streaming from my window and the sounds from outside louder than usual having left the window open. Groaning, I turned over trying to get a few more minutes of sleep, the smell of cum still fairly present in the room but nowhere near the level from the night before. However, as I switched up positions I jolted a bit, the feeling of my new bigger cock from the night before surprising me a bit. Only it was a bit more than just a surprise.

Pulling the covers back I gasped at my morning wood, it was like another leg, literally. Pulling back the blankets I saw the largest morning wood I had ever seen, three feet of hard thick dick pressed against the mattress and my balls had swollen to the size of beach balls. “Oh shit,” I muttered under my breath. My dreams had bled over to reality in my sleep and my desires had time to run rampant. This is going to be a problem.

A pool of pre covered my crotch, the blanket, and the mattress of my bed and was still oozing from the thick cock head, thicker than both my fists balled up combined. “I don’t have time for this,” glancing at the clock it was about three hours before Kai was supposed to move in and I needed to focus. I concentrated again on shrinking my dick back down to the pornstar size from the night before, only this time I couldn’t resist making it even slightly bigger, thicker. Now that I had a general idea of what I was doing it was a bit easier to feel and notice the shrinking of my cock. Before long it was a solid 12 inches hard and my balls were a nice tennis ball size, still larger than any normal man. It was still somewhat plausible in my twisted version of “plausibility”.

I stroked my dick, it was more sensitive, me not having realized my fantasies had also taken on a role of increasing sensitivity and pleasure. A moan escaped my lips as I began jerking feverishly with both hands. After only a minute or so of pleasuring myself I came. Much less than the night before but still at least half a cup of jizz exploding from it landing all over me, my pubes, and the bed.

I took a deep breath and whispered, “Fuck,” breathing heavily from the experience. I realized quickly I was a shower as it only softened to about 9 inches and hung like a thick snake between my legs.

Crawling out of bed I drug myself to the shower and cleaned off all the jizz from my body hair, the warm water and the lathering creating a half chub even after the orgasm I had just experienced.

I dried myself off and put on a pair of white boxer briefs, careful cramming in my larger balls and thick monster of a cock, I adjusted it, tucking it to the left. Even after arranging the elastic of my underwear pulled away ever so slightly from the girth of my package. Looking in the mirror my husky hairy body looked back at me, everything normal except for the obscene bulge, it almost looked like one of the morphs I had seen online. It was perfectly shaped and thick, and the cock head pressed against the fabric prominently and left nothing to the imagination.

I pulled on a pair of faded blue jeans and realized there was no hiding my size, though secretly I did not want to. Hopefully Kai didn’t pay attention to my crotch the time we met, it would be hard to explain this. I slipped on my steel toed brown and green cowboy boots before donning a simple heather maroon t-shirt. My beard was slightly unkempt having not shaved in a couple of weeks. “I wonder,” I said to myself, staring in the mirror, I focused on my beard. Imagining in my mind's eye a clean cut beard, thicker than it was now, perfectly trimmed. I watched in awe discovering a new ability as my beard thickened while the original hairs on my face receded in unison. Soon I was looking at a short neatly trimmed beard, so thick you could not see any of the skin behind it. I stroked it with my hand, impressed at the masculine visage I had created.

All of this made me more eager to test my abilities but I worked hard to resist the urge not wanting to get carried away before my encounter with Kai.

I spent the rest of the morning making coffee and breakfast, the robust odor of the black coffee masking any smell of the cum that was still lingering. The bedding tumbled in the wash, removing the copious amount of cum from the morning, as the time grew closer to Kai’s arrival.

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The ring of the doorbell chimed over the music playing in the living room signaling what I could only assume to be Kai’s arrival. Putting my phone down on the coffee table I jumped off the couch and sauntered to the door. Opening it I saw Kai standing there, a backpack and two large suitcases being the only thing he had with him.

As the uber on the street sped off I just, “Welcome Kai, happy move in day man!”

“Hello there Wes,” he said, his accent still a bit jarring to me just being out of the norm of what I was used to hearing. We shook hands and I ushered him inside grabbing one of his suitcases for him in the process. I walked him into the hallway to the left and opened the first door, I had changed the locks on my door and his to where they required a key, figuring any roommate and myself would want to have some privacy, especially now.

“Well here it is in all its glory,” the room was largely barren except for the small desk, daybed, and nightstand.

“It looks great,” he said, putting down his backpack on the desk and turning to me, “thanks again for the bed and furniture, it is a bit hard to ship stuff overseas without paying an arm and a leg.”

I gave a chuckle, “It was here anyway man, glad it will get more use than just being a place for me to toss crap on.” I showed him the closet, it was roomie and I had put some of my extra hangers in there for him. “Let me show you around man.” As I said this I noticed his eyes quickly dart up, had he noticed my bulge? My jeans weren’t tight by any means but also did little to hide what I was packing.

I played it off and turned to leave the room, the thought still in the back of my mind. I walked Kai over to the guest bathroom, which would now be exclusively his. Then to the laundry room near the front door where my bedding was tumbling away in the dryer. Finally I showed him the kitchen, dining, and living areas which were all a large open space that ran the length of the house.

We ended our tour with the spacious backyard: it didn’t have much other than a grill, firepit, and two plastic lawn chairs. “I figured I could cook us dinner tonight out here,” I said, slapping the grill with my hand. “A bit of a welcome to the house and also haven’t used this thing in a while.” For a moment I thought I saw his gaze travel to my crotch again but didn’t, or tried not to, think much of it. I had gotten a few cases of beer and stuff to make burgers. It was summer in Texas but once the sun set the outside usually wasn’t too bad, at least for me. I wasn’t exactly sure how he handled the 100 degree days in Texas coming from a country that rarely got into the 80s.

“You have a great place Wes,” Kai said, stepping back into the house.

“Well I’ll give you time to settle in man, if you need anything let me know.”

I watched him head back to his room and I had to admit to myself that he had an amazing ass. Secretly, I hoped he was gay, and who knew, maybe one day I could get the chance to plow it. The thought made my cock twitch for a moment as I went on about my own business of making my bed using the clean sheets and prepping dinner for later that evening.

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That evening I took the stuff outside to grill along with a cooler full of ice and beer that doubled as a table in between the two white plastic lawn chairs.

Opening the grill I got a whiff of my pits, shit I had forgotten to put on deodorant that morning. I wasn’t opposed to my own smell, in fact after yard work or some heavy lifting I enjoyed the smell. I wondered if my new found abilities could change that too. It was as quick as the thought came that my pits went in the opposite direction perhaps of what I should have focused on. The smell increased, I no longer needed a light whiff, even with my arms down now the musky scent filled my nostrils. I pondered for a moment and focused on taking the smell away entirely but something in the back of my mind didn’t want to, I mean I had an excuse to stink a bit, sweating slightly over the flames of the grill nearby. I decided against it and just enjoyed it, perhaps a bit too much.

After about fifteen minutes or so of preparing and starting to cook the sun was mostly set with only a slight glow in the sky toward the horizon. A few stars popped up here and there and Kai stepped outside, I gave him a bit of a wave with a beer in hand already, “Shouldn’t take too long to get everything ready. Feel free to grab a beer from the cooler.”

“You didn’t have to do this Wes but I appreciate it,” he grabbed a cold one before plopping down on one of the arm chairs.

I wished I could get a read on him: gay, straight, bi? I could swear up and down he was looking at my crotch earlier. By the time I was done making the burgers I had consumed about three bottles of beer. A slight buzz began to take over and I felt good.

We sat there eating and chatting about the many differences between the U.S. and England and the culture shock that he experienced since moving. My buzz had moved to slight intoxication at this point, at least a case of empty bottles tossed in the grass between us. I looked over at him: his dark eyes, salt and pepper hair, and well kept beard all made for a handsome bearish face. My cock twitched a bit in my jeans and I felt every sensation of it brushing against my tight white briefs.

“Buuuurp,” I accidentally belched, the taste of beer and red meat rising up out of my throat, ”Excuse me man.” I patted my gut a bit, “Guess I might have had a few too many,” I said drunkenly at this point.

“Better out than in,” he giggled a bit at it, I could tell at this point he himself was also close to or at the same level of intoxication as me.

I lifted my arms behind my head looking up at the sky, I was slightly sweaty from the grill and also just the humidity, by this time I had forgotten I had made my smell stronger but the scent still turned me on and was only exacerbated by the sweat soaking through my shirt. In my mind I wish I could just know, find out, drunk me was horny me and though I had no intention of fucking my roomate the idea still crept in.

Then another idea, if he was gay he would be attracted to a man's pheromones right? I had always questioned if that was a real possibility and reading the raunchy gay fiction online it was an idea people had thrown out before. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying not to lose focus in my hazy mind. Not only did I smell like a man, I needed the pheromone ridden sweat of a man too. If he was gay maybe that would give him a boner, maybe I would know then. At the same time this thought passed through me my smell increased along with it, a side effect perhaps of the change if it was doing anything.

I reopened my idea to test my through and got up a bit haphazardly. “Here let me get your plate man,” I stood in front of him, making sure that not only was my crotch in line of sight but that for a moment my pits would get close to his face as I grabbed his plate. I took it inside and came back out. As I sat down I tried to steal a glance and noticed him shift uncomfortably, perhaps I lingered for too long but there was no doubt about it, the man was rock hard in his chair, his cock pressing against the fabric of his chinos trying to tent them.

My own cock responded to seeing this as well as the beers not helping with any self control I would have had left. I could feel it hardening in my briefs, snaking more to the left as my jeans pushed up and strained against the mass of my dick. It took everything in me to stifle a moan from the pleasure of my shaft lengthening against all the tight fabric, and it was not long before a spot of pre formed, leaking from the fabric and getting bigger. Soon a full 12 inches of cock were fighting to get free.

In all of the ecstasy of it I couldn’t help myself and looked over to Kai and saw his own cock doing the same, nowhere near the size of mine for sure but the pre was soaking through the tan pants that hugged his thick thighs. “All this beer must be getting to us,” I said, not even thinking clearly anymore.

“What do you…woah,” he looked over and saw my blue jeans straining, his eyes widened. “Woah,” he exclaimed a second time, “that thing is massive mate!”

“You got quite the bulge yourself dude,” I grabbed my shaft through my jeans and squeezed, this made the spot of pre grow more and my body shiver slightly from the feeling. “Might need to take care of these things man…you know just between two dudes.”

He sat in stunned silence for a moment, “Yeah guess we need to take care of them.”

I leaned back in my chair and undid my leather belt and the button, undoing my zipper I shimmied my jeans down to my knees and my cock instantly pressed harder and higher against my boxers, pre was literally dripping off them onto the chair. I had to pull up on the elastic and grab my shaft, it plopped out my hand gripping it fingers unable to wrap around its thickness fully. A foot long penis now glowed with pre under the light that was on at the back of the house.

“Whew, it feels better to be free,” I smiled and then watched Kai silently do the same, pulling out his still above average veiny cock.

Instinctively we both stroked our dicks, a grunt and a moan escaped my lips as I closed my eyes for a moment then opened them again watching Kai stroke his cock. I noticed his own eyes never room themselves from my shaft. My hand and cock were dripping an unnatural amount of pre, I hadn’t realized subliminal parts of my drunken mind had made that change.

As we continued my confidence rose a bit with the beer, “You can touch it if you want man, I am sure you haven’t seen something like this before.”

“I…ugh,” he blushed but didn’t move. I stood up and moved in front of him, my freakish member pointed directly at him.

“Go on,” I said stroking it one last time, some pre dripping down onto his crotch. “Give it a feel.”

Silently he took his hand away from his own cock and reached up, his hands tried to wrap around it but like mine they couldn’t all the way. My heavy balls underneath churned and jolted a bit at his touch. I no longer needed to say anything, just moan as one of his hands reached forward more and cupped my heavy balls, fondling them. With my cock free I didn’t even realize that the musk and pheromones must have gotten stronger. His cock looked so hard that it seemed like it was going to hurt him.

“Mmm fuck,” I moaned as he continued fondling me. “You’re good at this.”

“I have experience,” he eeked out blushing slightly. This turned me on even more. I took over grabbing my cock and stroking it myself as he went back to his, I was putting ona show though, standing in front of him. I grabbed the last of my beer with my other hand and chugged it down, I let out another fairly loud belch as I stroked.

“Oh fuck man I won’t last long after all this,” we jerked off together for a bit before I finally felt my balls getting ready to pump a hot load through my dick. “Better watch out man.”

“I don’t mind,” he said as close to a whisper where I could still hear him.

“Oh fuck yeah, fuck, fuck, FUCK,” I yelled out. My cock started to cum but I lost control of something else, my concentration. I was in so much pleasure that at first I didn’t realize what was happening. My cock and balls were growing rapidly. Bigger and bigger, cum erupting from my thick and growing head. The shaft thickened and my balls dropped lower, heavier, bigger.

“Ugh Wes,” I heard Kai say, a bit of fear in his voice.

This snapped me back to reality, “Shit shit shit,” I said my cock still cumming. I was lost, lost in my own mind, in my orgasm. My cock grew and grew. Before long a two foot monster of a dick thicker than my arm was in front of Kai and he was getting drenched head to toe in cum. He fell backwards, his chair clattering to the ground. “No stop,” I attempted to say through gritted teeth more and more cum erupting now with such force it was hitting the back of the houser, the fence, and the windows. Puddles of it forming in the grace and on Kai.

He scrambled backwards more, his own cock having already came what little it could. I thought we would get up, run, yell, but he just watched. Fear, and perhaps a morbid curiosity, in his eyes.

Soon my cock was three feet, then four. At this point it was as thick as the fire hydrant out front of the house and my balls hung well past my knees like two huge beach balls.Five feet…thicker…my body was almost too weak to hold it but something took over and though my body didn’t change size my strength must have increased to accommodate as I was able to stay standing the whole time.

I had to focus, to stop this, I was turning into a freak. I loved it but I knew I couldn’t stay this way. I tried to take a breath, all the energy of this event had sobered me up fast. I closed my eyes but felt my balls now hit my ankles and swell bigger, my cock had to have been 6 feet, as big as myself. Slow down, stop cumming, go back….slow down, stop cumming, go back…I kept repeating this mantra in my mind.

I stopped cumming first, I could feel it, things settling down. Then I watched as I opened my eyes my cock started to go limp as I willed it to happen, the head hit the ground before retracting back further, my balls were no longer touching the ground. Kai watched in shock as my cock slowly retreated.

Finally after what felt like an eternity my cock was back to its porn star size. My jeans and boxers around my ankles soaked in cum, the chairs soaked in cum, the yard, the wall, and Kai. Kai dripping with cum propped up with his arms watching it all.

He said nothing, “Kai, I’m…I’m sorry.” I couldn’t think of anything else to say. If I wasn’t in such a state of shock I may have been close to tears.

“What just happened,” he asked.

“I wish I had an easy answer,” I said.

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7 hours ago, HyperSizedWes said:

“What just happened,” he asked.

“I wish I had an easy answer,” I said.

Welp. It all started with a wish.

Great second chapter.