Popular Post RealIn2Growth Posted December 11, 2023 Popular Post Share Posted December 11, 2023 Hope you enjoy the start of a new story! Food of the Gods Part One “Vince!!” From across the bar, Mason shouted at the top of his lungs. Mason was sitting at a table in the corner, looking fairly content, if not almost jubilant, with a greasy hamburger, fries, and a half a beer in front of him. Taking off his black woollen hat, Vince crossed over to his table, not making eye contact with the bartender and servers who definitely wanted him drinking if he was taking up space. “Just the fella I wanted to see!” Vince extended his hand to Mason, but his friend grunted slightly and then hungrily picked up the hamburger instead of shaking Vince’s hand, and took a huge bite. “You texted me, Mason. You told me I had to meet you here..” “Sit down. Sit down. Want a beer?” Mason took another bite, practically forcing half of the burger into his mouth. “No thanks. Too many carbs. I’m good.” “It’s on me. Get a beer. Maybe you want a whiskey?” “Beer would be great.” As Vince loosened the scarf his mother had knitted him last year for Christmas, Mason waved his hand at the server and forcefully pointed to his beer. Vince imagined how much the server must loathe Mason’s non-verbal bar communication signalling he wanted another round. Mason was in the bar most nights, so Vince was sure the staff must be used to his demeanour, but it didn’t make it any less off putting. Once he had gotten the servers attention, Mason threw a handful of fries into his mouth and then looked Vince in the eyes. “Rumour on the street is that for the past four months you’ve been selling that legendary cock of yours for $50.00 blowjobs.” Mason always was a straight shooter. “Yeah, well, desperate times. Since I was cut loose due to cutbacks, I’ve been struggling a bit. Need to use what I got.” Vince wasn’t ashamed of what he had to do to make some money. He was just surprised the news had spread all over town so quickly, especially since he drove 40 miles into Wichita to hustle his ass. In the last two weeks, he had gone further than receiving blowjobs from patrons and had been fucking three to four different men or women a night. “Understandable. That’s why I thought of you when this fell into my lap the other day. Do you…”. Mason grew quiet as the Server came over to the table and deposited Vince’s beer. He didn’t speak again until he was far enough away. “Do you know what this is?” Mason dug into his pocket and removed a plastic bag which he held up for Vince. Inside was a handful of what Vince could only guess was dried corn. “Got me. Chicken feed? And if this is about raising turkeys again to sell for Christmas, I’m out. I still have scars on my hands and wrists from last time.” “We’re not going back to the turkey biz, Vince. This is going to be bigger. Much much bigger. What do you know about Professor Regwood?” “Who?” Vince took a sip of his beer as Mason hungrily finished off the last of his fries. “This was before your parents moved you here. I think he came to Tander around 1980… 1981.” Vince hated when Mason talked with his mouth full, but he couldn’t deny that his friend was a great storyteller. Sure, most of the things he came up with were bullshit… but it was always entertaining. “Apparently he’d been a chemistry professor or researcher… kind of like you…” “I am a chemistry researcher. The lab let me off like every other place in this area. If my mother wasn’t so sick, I’d move somewhere else and I’d be working again.” Vince didn’t know why he was defending himself to Mason. He didn’t know why their relationship was always competitive, but it was. “I’m not arguing with you, Vince. It’s the main reason I told you to meet me here. I’m just giving you some background. Professor Regwood was exactly that. A professor. He taught at University of California or Nevada before being thrown out for ‘unethical practices;’ whatever that means. I've done some research online and all mentions of him working at any university have been wiped clean, so I’m guessing whatever it was was pretty extreme.” Mason paused for a moment to close his eyes and probably gather his thoughts. Like an uncontrolled creature, his hand reached out for more fries, but the basket was empty. Upset, he flipped it over and grabbed for his beer. “He moved here without his wife or son. That’s still a mystery. I never even heard of them till about 5 years ago… long after Regwood was dead. I’ve discovered evidence of them both leaving California with him, but never arriving here to Kansas. I reached out to some relatives, but none of them were very close with her and had no clue or cared about her whereabouts “ “You ever think about joining the force or the FBI? You’re pretty good at this research shit.” Vince took another mouthful of beer and wished Mason hadn’t eaten all of his fries. He was starving and couldn’t afford to buy some of his own. “Unfortunately I was never fit like you are. They wouldn’t take me. Anyway… local legend…” “Local legend?” “Local legend has Regwood moving here to do research on something called Herkalor IV.” “How the hell you know all this?” “My grandfather, you remember him, he was chief of police. You know that. He used to tell me stories just before he died. Can I continue?” “Go on.” “This Herkalor IV was some alkaloid that would help create an extendable food source.” “A what?” “Damn! For being so friggin smart, you’re thick! It would grow livestock bigger. Bigger cows… bigger chickens… bigger pigs…” “I get it.” “Apparently, the initial testing was done on six chickens. My grandfather interviewed Mr Skinner who supposedly worked for Regwood with the feeding and care of them. He confirmed the stories. He said the chickens grew to about six times their original size and were totally healthy. Unfortunately for Regwood, he had to terminate the experiment because the chickens started turning against them both; acting violent… attacking both him and Redwood. Of course, this was before the wasps and rats got at the feed mixed with Herkalor IV.” “Come on. This is bullshit.” “I’m telling you what I’ve been told. Everyone who lived through this is pretty much dead, but if they weren’t, they’d tell you it was 50 wasps and 20 rats that grew and began to attack residents. That I call bullshit. My grandfather said it was something like 2 wasps and 5 rats that were easily handled with rounds of bullets. He said that in all likelihood, they were only beginning to grow and who knows what the hell might have happened if they had been allowed to continue.” “Regwood was found dead at his house. Autopsy showed it to have been from anaphylactic shock. Killed by multiple bee stings on his hands and face. My grandfather guessed they were caused by some giant bee, but none were discovered. He did say that he did wonder if what Regwood had been working on caused the sudden emergence of killer bees in the US. Who knows.” Mason pointed to the server for another round for both of them. “Skinner pointed my grandfather to the chicken feed, and it was taken in as evidence. Evidence that was never used, but the bags of it remained in large air proof totes in police holding until recent flooding hit the basement.” The story paused while the server delivered the beers and waited for payment from Mason. Smart kid, Vince thought. Wonder how many times Mason got drunk in here with no funds available to him. “Alan, you know my Alan, he came in early to work at the station three Monday’s ago to find the basement under 4 feet of water. Paperwork and boxes that should have been destroyed 20 years ago were now floating around and causing havoc. It took 3 weeks for the cleanup to be completed, and eventually they delivered to me, at the dump, 25 cartons of moldy ass paperwork and two totes filled with feed to incinerate.” Mason grinned at Vince. “And?” “Two totes filled with seed!” “What? You’re thinking this feed is the same shit that made the chickens grow.” “I know it is.” “Prove it,” “Thought you’d say that.” Mason pulled himself up from the chair he was sitting in, shocking Vince for the first time since he sat down. From when they had been kids and through their teenage years, Mason had always been shorter and pudgier than the 6’3 Vince. Vince guessed that Mason stood about 5’6… maybe 5’7 on a good day. He had always made up for his lack of height with a round belly and a quick, if not sometimes, cruel mind. Now though, as he stood for Vince with a shit eating grin, it was obvious that all of that had changed. Mason was still overweight, but he now towered above the sitting Vince at around 6’2. “Holy fuck!” “Gained this from a handful.” Mason sat back down in the chair and leaned into Vince. “Shit makes everything grow, if you get my meaning!” “You're lucky it didn’t kill you.” “Sometimes you need to take risks. This one was worth it. I’m slightly over 6’2 now and my 5 inch cock grew to nearly 8 inches when hard.” “Fuck.” “Took it last night. The growth stopped around 10 this morning.” Looking at Mason now, it was obvious to Vince that Mason was indeed much bigger than the last time he had seen him, which had been about a week ago. It wasn’t that he had simply grown taller. Mason's entire body had… Vince searched for the word he was thinking… magnified. Everything was bigger… including his sizable stomach. “Damn! You’re nearly taller than me now.” “Yeah. If my cock grew anymore, I could start selling myself like you… but I have a better idea. That’s where you come in.” Mason leaned in closer still till Vince could smell the beer and burger on his hot breath. “I want you to use that chemistry brain of yours and find out what exactly Herkalor IV is. How does it work? How does it make shit grow? How can we remake it and use it to our advantage?” “You said you have two totes. Sell it to the highest bidder. You could make a mint.” “I can’t. It’s stolen property. I was supposed to incinerate it. Remember? I can’t just go around selling laced chicken feed.” “True.” “But, if you could figure it out… you could remake it… and we can sell it.” Mason’s eyes gleamed as he talked about money. “It’s not that easy…” “You must really love selling ass if you aren’t interested in this.” “I don’t love selling ass…” “Then take the corn and let me know how it works. How long do you think it will take?” “To recreate it? I have no clue.” “Isn’t that what you used to do?” “Kind of. Finding out the chemical properties of different vaccines or drugs and re-engineering them to make off-label brands is a little different from what you want. Besides… I don’t have the things I need…” “I thought you’d say that.” From Mason’s coat pocket he pulled a thick white envelope. Putting it on the table, he slid it over to Vince. “Open it.” Vince did as he was told. Inside were about 40 100 dollar bills. “That should get you started. There’s more where that came from. This…” Mason pulled a second envelope out of his pocket. “This is for you. To help tide you over. Another 3,000 dollars.” Vince badly wanted to grab the other envelope and shove it in his jeans pocket, but he stopped himself. “Maybe you should just burn the feed. Like you said, it's dangerous. What if more rats ate it?” “You don’t need to worry. I’ve got it safely contained where nothing can get at it.” Mason leaned on the table as best as he could. “You really surprised me, Vince. I thought you’d be jumping at this chance. Don’t you want to be rich? Don’t you want to help your mother out? Make her comfortable in what could be her last days?” “Of course I do.” “Don’t you want it to be like it was when you were Captain of the football team back in highschool. Fuck!! Those were the days! You were the fucking golden boy. You had pussy falling at your feet, was on that float in the Thanksgiving parade, and even got your face on the front of the paper. You had everything. I thought you were gonna be a huge star… take the world by storm. But, let’s be honest, you wasted it. You were just a tall kid with a big cock and a great body. You didn’t know what you were doing and didn’t have anyone to guide you… direct you. Imagine if you had all of that back again. You're smarter now… college graduate… better head on your shoulders. You could have all of it… and more. Lots more. Imagine the money you could be making.” “Say I did do it. How would we split it?” “60/40. You take the bigger percentage. You did all the work. I just found the shit.” “You’d give me 60 percent?” “Sure. 40 percent of a couple of million would be enough for me.” Vince knew that there had to be a catch, but the money sitting on the table was calling to him. “Look, Vince. I know you owe three months on rent and they’re threatening to evict you. You have no food in the house, and your mother’s fighting cancer in the hospital. Let me help you by making you help yourself. Find out how the Herkalor IV works… how you can remake it… and let me take it from there. By this time next year… we might be rolling in dough.” “I don’t know.” “What have you got to lose? I mean… let’s be honest, Vince, your life is shit. You're thirty seconds away from either living on the street or moving back in with your mother, which at your age is pathetic. You don’t have a girlfriend or a boyfriend or anyone in your life. I mean… come on… even I have a guy and a girl I fuck regularly!! You’ve been out of work for 8 months and can’t get a job bagging groceries. It’s either this or just put yourself out of your misery. You know what I mean? “I know what you mean.” “This is your chance to get what you had back… possibly even more. Your final chance to hold your head up… way up!” Masons fingers played with the empty fries basket. Looking down at them, Vince could see how much larger they were… thicker… chubby but stronger looking. If Mason decided to punch someone now with that fist… he’d do some serious damage. “I should be able to order the stuff I need tonight… get it delivered tomorrow. It’ll take me a little while to synthesize it.” “We need to be quick, Vince. We need to strike as soon as we can.” “How are you going to explain your new size?” “I’m not. It is what it is. It’s not like I’m fucking King Kong or something! Besides, at this height and size, who’s going to question me? “I’ll need to deposit that money… pay my landlady…” “Have what you need delivered to my cousin Kenny’s place.” “Why there?” “He’s in rehab so the place is empty. Besides… he has a barn which will be the perfect place to set up.” To sweeten the deal, Mason slid the fat envelope closer to Vince. “This will solve a lot of your problems… and there will be a shit load more where this came from. I promise. Is it a deal?” Vince looked from the envelope to Mason. Finally, need won over fear and he grabbed it and put it in his jacket pocket. “Smart boy.” “I still think it’s crazy… but… who knows. I thought the internet was a crazy idea!” “Go deposit that before it’s too late and order what you’ll need. I want you starting on this by tomorrow night. You can stay with me at Kenny’s. Bring anything you think you’ll need. And don’t tell anyone what we’re doing. It needs to be a surprise.” “Alright.” Vince chugged the rest of his beer, put on his hat, and stood up from his chair. As he turned to leave, Mason stopped him. “Be at Kenny’s tomorrow. Early.” Mason watched Vince exit the bar much faster than he had come in. As he took a sip of his beer, he winced as he felt his feet grow slightly thicker in his recently purchased sneakers. He had thought the growth had stopped this morning, but it had begun to rear its ugly head again about 15 minutes ago. All during the conversation with Vince, he could feel himself growing slightly larger. He could feel it in the tightness of his clothing, how much smaller the chair was feeling, and how his stomach moved closer and closer to the table. He guessed that when he had left the house that morning he had been around 6’2 and now he guessed that he was closer to Vince’s height of 6’3. The chemical that made him grow was no doubt leaving his body, and these small growth spurts were probably the last of it. Maybe he’d grow an inch more. He didn’t mind the thought of that at all. Looking over at the server, Mason waved him over to his table. “I’d like another burger. A double. With fries. And bacon. I’ll get another beer as well… and whatever you’re drinking.” Mason paid his bill and watched the server walk away, feeling how much more room his cock and balls took up in his briefs. He was proud to be sporting, what he could only guess without seeing, was now over 8 inches. It felt good being this big. He was really enjoying it. Walking in the parking lot to go pick up some new clothes at Walmart, Mason had taken in how people watched him maneuver his much larger body. He had been lucky that at home he had sweatpants and a sweatshirt that were large enough to fit him, but he hadn’t been so lucky with underwear. As he walked commando around the store, picking up clothes that would fit, he found himself getting hard as he noticed more people glancing his way with admiration. Yeah. Being big was a powerful feeling that, now he had it, he never wanted to lose. He had to pee. Leaving his new jacket on the chair, Mason stood up Looking around at the bar from his new height, Mason thought to himself how different the bar and the patrons looked from this perspective. Much more… insignificant. Walking to the bathroom, Mason noticed that his new jeans had already started to rise up slightly revealing his socks, and when he reached the narrow hallway, Mason found that he had to maneuver himself differently to get through the narrow door and into the bathroom.. Pulling out his 5 inch soft cock caused Mason to chuckle. He was seriously growing down there. He was now as big soft as he had been hard. Wait till he hooked up with Alan. He was sure that he wouldn’t be able to get enough of his now much longer and fatter cock… not to mention the rest of his body. Sure, the Herkalor IV had also grown his fat, making him over 120 lbs heavier than he had been yesterday, but he could deal with that. In fact, he actually liked his bulk in this new body. It made him seem even bigger than he was… more imposing. After relieving himself, Mason stood at the urinal and watched as his cock began to harden. He was in awe as he watched it plump up thicker and longer. When fully erect, it now had to stand at a whopping 9 inches long and 4 inches thick. Fuck! He was nearly bigger than Vince was and he knew that boy was packing a serious 10 incher. His balls had also doubled in size and now hung lower and larger in his sack. As he stroked himself, Mason commended himself on his own brilliance. At first, he had wanted to try the formula on a mouse to make sure that it worked and that it wouldn’t kill him, but paranoia drove him to take a handful himself. He was so concerned that the police might be checking out his place for the feed that he took it over to his cousin Kenny’s and hid it in the safe in his basement. There was no way anyone was going to come and take his new size and his new revenue away from him. The feed falling into his lap was like a gift from god… and it was a gift he was going to use to its fullest. Mason grunted as his cock suddenly swelled thicker in his hand. As his feet grew even more crowded in his sneakers, he felt both his torso grow longer and his stomach fatter. His t-shirt rode up over the bottom part of his belly just as a roll came pouring out, revealing his belly button. With both hands, he pulled it down to cover his bulk, but it refused to stay, continually riding up. As his cock flexed and proceeded to grow slightly longer, Mason groaned. The Herkalor IV had to nearly be out of his system. It had been nearly 24 hours since he ate, and he hadn’t even ingested that much. His shoulders broadened as his cock proceeded to near the 10 inch mark. 10 inches!! All of his life he used to imagine what he would do if he was built like Vince and had 10 inches of cock… and now he nearly had it. He most certainly would have it, if not more, by the end of the day! He might just end up packing 11 inches of cock by the time this was over. Alan was a real size queen at heart, and even though he let Mason fuck him, he was always remarking about how huge his ex husband had been. Yeah. He couldn’t wait to surprise him with this piece of meat. Another guy entered the bathroom and Mason found himself quickly trying to do up his pants, not realizing how difficult that was going to be with his cock so huge and so hard. Chuckling to himself, he turned so that the new patron in the toilet could see all of him. The stranger's eyes grew wide as his 10 inches came into view. “Sometimes it sucks being this huge… but what the fuck can you do? Interested in having a go on it?” The guy turned red and went into the available stall. “Guess not.” Laughing, he did up his zipper the best that he could, and pulled down his shirt to cover the immense bulge. He then opened the door without washing his hands and walked back to his table where his food was waiting for him. Hell yeah! He was starving and needed to eat before he headed over to his cousins. The guy from the bathroom walked out and joined his friends who all proceeded to look over in his directions. Lifting his beer, Mason looked back and toasted them. Hell yeah!! This was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He was like a kid on Christmas Day!! As he ate, Mason thought about the money that would be pouring in once Vince could remake the formula. Maybe even improve on it! It had been around 4 am, as he was growing, that Mason had come up with his money making scheme involving Vince. Vince had never been the brightest bulb, and Mason knew that his vanity, his longing to be relevant again, and his money situation would have him take part in his scheme. He knew Vince wouldn’t be able to resist the $3,000, but Mason had stashed another $2,000 in another pocket just in case he had to use it. Now Mason had him exactly where he wanted him. Vince would reproduce the formula for him and if Mason felt generous enough, he’d give him 10 percent. Like he told Vince, businesses would pay big bucks for the formula… but so would some people who would do anything for power. He could imagine some politicians, some film stars, some guys in the mafia paying major bank to grow taller! Also, looking on the internet, Mason found a whole community of people who’d also pay to watch someone grow. He could pay some guy to take the formula and then put him on Only Fans. Maybe have a whole stable of giant guys and girls. He could pimp them out at a million a go! Oh yeah. Soon… very soon… he was going to have enough money to do whatever he wanted. Let the world deal with a giant problem. He’d laugh as he lived in a villa somewhere far away! Mason caught himself loudly grunting and nearly spit out the piece of burger he was chewing on as he felt himself shoot larger. Fuck!!! That was the strongest pull since late last night! It had really caught him unaware. When another hit him quickly after the first, Mason was reminded of standing in his living room and just jerking off as he grew bigger. Fuck!! Suddenly his world was spinning and he was feeling confined in the much tinier chair. He wanted to finish his food, but a third pull had other plans for him, forcefully grabbing him from what felt like the pit of his soul. Arching his back, Mason growled, attracting the glances of the people around him. As his clothes grew tighter, his arm shot out, knocking the glass of beer and plate of food on the floor. Everyone was watching, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't control his own body. His mouth was wide open and he was grunting and groaning like he was having a fit. He tried to force his body to be still, but the pull was too powerful. Everyone was silently staring as his bulk exploded with serious mass. When it finally ended, much to the relief of himself and all the bar patrons, Mason was shocked by how much heavier he felt, even sitting down. Starting to stand, his ass and thighs got stuck on the arms of the chair, and Mason found himself pulling it off of his body. With a forceful tug, it shot out from under him and flipped onto its back. His T-shirt rose up over his belly button giving the entire bar a peak of his now sizeable stomach. He tried to pull it down, but there was no way possible that he ever could. He had grown way too big for it, and it was pulling taught across his shoulders and his chest which now looked more like tits. Mason laughed as he looked at all of the people staring at him. His cock was hard again and with the button blown off of his jeans, the head was now rising up against his stomach. Seeing it caused his smile to grow wider. It was definitely bigger than Vince’s now, standing proud and thick at nearly 11 inches! “Umm… Mason…”. The server was standing next to him and trying to get his attention. Looking to his right, Mason needed to look down to stare him in the eyes. Hadn’t the server been the same height just an hour ago? Now he was at least two inches shorter, putting Mason at 6’4. Fuck!!! 6’4! He was pretty much bigger than everyone in the fuckin bar!! “What?” Mason grinned as the server took a step back. “You.., you need to go. You’ve had enough.” “I’ll let you know when I've had enough, and I’ve only just started. Get me another…”. Mason's stomach gurgled as it swelled larger while his shoulders spread wider, tearing a seam under his arms. His cock rose up higher, forcing his zipper to open up further, revealing more shaft and pubic hair. “Look, Mason. Don’t make me call the cops. You… you can come back tomorrow.” The cops. No. As soon as they saw him they’d know. It was bad enough if someone talked about what had gone on at the bar. Fuck!! He was stupid. “Pick up my jacket.” The server quickly did as Mason told him. When he had the jacket In his hand, Mason patted the server on the head, turned and left. Walking to his car, Mason had never felt bigger or heavier. He guessed he weighed over 350 lbs now. It wasn’t just that he was taller and fatter. No. Looking at himself in a store window… he realized that he actually took up so much more space than ever before. It was like… well… like he was now two people in one! Was it possible that even his head was larger? Fitting himself in his car was difficult now that there was so much more of him to fit in the front seat. Sitting caused his zipper to pull down completely, and his 11 inch cock flopped out along with two XL egg sized testicles. His cock was no doubt the best part of growing bigger. His cock was now bigger than 98 percent of the male population in the world, and Mason was definitely proud of that. He couldn’t wait to fuck Alan with it. And with his extra mass… there would be much more force behind his pumping. A lot more. Mason definitely felt stronger than he ever had. He never before could use his muscles to get out of anything, always having to rely on his brain and his cruelty to do that for him. He was feared by many people… but due to the variety of ways he could harm them… but none would ever have been physically. Now, he felt that if he got into a fight he could totally hold his own. Probably even win. When he got to his cousin’s farm, he would have to test out his strength and see how it was. Looking up, Mason pulled his arm back and proceeded to forcefully punch the roof of the car causing a fist size dent to erupt in his hands place. Oh yeah. He was much stronger than ever before. Much. Mason started the car and pulled out into the street. His cock was still hard, and he jerked it slowly as he drove. His mind was playing out the next couple of weeks, and he couldn’t wait till the money started to pour in. Pulling onto another street, Mason began to whistle. He was practically euphoric. For a brief second, he wondered if it was the drug in his system causing him to feel on top of the world. He felt powerful… strong… and ready to take on anything. He was definitely horny, but he would have to wait till tomorrow to go to Alan’s. His hand would just have to do. Singing a song he made up, Mason drove down the road. Paying attention more to the road and his own cock, he didn’t notice when the back of his T-shirt split, nor the seam in his right arm pit. Even with his hand on his cock, he didn’t notice how it had begun to force his grip further apart as it moved in length ever closer to twelve inches. No. Mason wouldn’t take the changes in until he was at his cousin’s house and in the bathroom, admiring himself in the mirror. Fuck, he thought. I have to be… like… 6’5! Hell yeah!!! Tall… big… and with a cock that would split anyone in two!!! I’ll need to tell Vince to get me some new clothes. Doubt he’ll be able to buy them in Walmart. Might need to go to the Big and Tall!!! Mason lifted his arm and flexed. A sizable peak rose up as he did. As he felt it with his hand, his cock hardened. Watching his new anaconda rise up had Mason drooling. It was soooo long… sooo thick! It had more than doubled in size in 24 hours Mason grinned as he began to stroke his cock while watching himself in the mirror and admiring his massive bulk.. When he came, he thought he felt himself grow slightly larger, but as he cleaned himself and the floor and the mirror off, he thought he had only imagined it. He was exhausted. Walking into the living room, he took off the rest of his clothes, lay down on the couch, and shut the lights off. He only wanted to rest his eyes for 10 to 15 minutes; needed to rest them. But, his cock had other plans. In seconds it was hard again… achingly hard… and leaking onto his stomach. In the dark, with a grin. he grabbed it with both hands and slowly began to stroke it. 50 2 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
curlymuscle Posted December 11, 2023 Share Posted December 11, 2023 Wow. Just wow. This is one of the best written stories I’ve ever encountered!! I just hope there’s more from where this comes from. Please, keep it coming Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bigger Posted December 11, 2023 Share Posted December 11, 2023 3 hours ago, RealIn2Growth said: Sure, the Herkalor IV had also grown his fat, making him over 120 lbs heavier than he had been yesterday, but he could deal with that. In fact, he actually liked his bulk in this new body. It made him seem even bigger than he was… more imposing. THIS. This is something that I absolutely adore in a growth story. Yes, having abs and a narrow waist can be hot, but the sheer size of a taut, imposing gut is way more intimidating as it contributes to adding more mass and size to an avid, growing giant. Whether you keep going this route during the story or if Mason trims down around the middle, you know you are in for a treat with one of your stories! Also, I simply LOVE how much you describe Mason’s growth in comparison to his surroundings and even the numbers he imagines in his head. The subtle details of his expansive form, such as the (recently purchased) shoes getting tight, or the hem of the shirt showing the midriff, or the pants button and zipper unable to restrain the growing cock are incredibly hot and well placed. On a side note, when I began to read the story, I thought the protagonist was going to be the chemist, but as the scientist left and the story kept revolving around Mason and his hunger for more and more, I couldn’t help but love it. I simply love a growth story from the point view of the grower! Makes it more intimate and vicious when they hunger for more! I can’t wait to read more of this precious gem! 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
citizenies Posted December 12, 2023 Share Posted December 12, 2023 Oooh very very interesting ~ great start and cant wait for more Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dredlifter Posted December 12, 2023 Share Posted December 12, 2023 Nice start! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FallenAway Posted December 12, 2023 Share Posted December 12, 2023 Very hot story! I remember watching the 1976 movie based on the H.G. Wells novel. The giant chickens and wasps and maggots are particularly vivid images in my mind. I think I was afraid of chickens for a while after that. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post RealIn2Growth Posted December 12, 2023 Author Popular Post Share Posted December 12, 2023 CHAPTER TWO The next morning, Mason was awoken with a loud thud that rocked the entire sofa he was asleep on. Opening his eyes, he bolted upright, and noticed, for the first time, that the sofa was much closer to the floor than it had been the night before. Hoisting himself to his feet and looking down, he saw that all six legs of the three seater sofa had split, sending the entire structure to the floor. Not only had his body mass caused a sturdy piece of furniture to cave in on itself, from where he stood and how close his head came to the 8 foot ceiling, he had grown much larger while he slept. Walking down the hallway to the bathroom was a new experience as Mason found himself having to walk at a slight angle in order to prevent his shoulders from brushing against either wall. The bathroom was the last room at the end of the hallway, and as he approached it, he could see in the large vanity mirror that his reflection now took up much more of it than the night before. Staring at himself, Mason estimated that he now stood nearly 7 feet tall and probably weighed over 600 lbs. His cock, hard and rising high before him, now reached a staggering 14 inches in length and was as thick as a Guinness can. I'll need to remember to tell Vince that the Herkalor IV has a really long shelf life in the body. I've gone through 36 hours of growing to get me to what has to be my final size. My final size!! Fuck me!!! Mason quietly took as much of himself in, but he found that there was just so much more to look at. He had truly grown immense. He could only guess how large his waist now was, but he guessed it had to be 40 inches if not larger. His chest was wider than the doorframe, while his arms were now thick and heavy appendages while his legs had become two muscular pylons holding up the rest of his body. Even his hands!! No longer were they the small piggy hands he had become used to with his old body. He balled them both into fists and smiled as he watched them become large and powerful weapons at his disposal. Fuck!! He wanted to punch something right then and there to prove to himself how much stronger he was then ever before. First though, he needed to piss. Squeezing into the bathroom and then over to the toilet proved to be quite a challenge since the room was already quite small for the average human, let alone his formidable frame. His shoulders and upper body had broadened significantly which made it difficult to maneuver the closed in nature of the walls. As he released a loud and vigorous stream of urine into the toilet, he thought about how glad he was that he didn’t have to take a shit because he wondered if the porcelain bowl could hold him. The sensation of his piss flowing through the long shaft was almost orgasmic, and he found himself rather disappointed when the gallon or so that he released came to an end. “Fuck, that felt good!!” When he eventually spoke to himself, he was shocked to discover that his voice was much deeper than it had been the night before. “If I didn’t know this was me… I wouldn’t recognize myself!!” Mason’s body, which he had always been so familiar with was now like a stranger to him. He still looked significantly overweight, but as he ran his hands over his body, he was no longer convinced that his stomach was just merely fat. It looked more like the kind of gut that powerlifters or bulking, steroid using bodybuilders had. Pressing it with his hand, he received much more resistance than he ever had before, feeling the much larger bricks of muscle that lay beneath the layer of fat. His chest, which he had always thought of as ‘male tits’ now looked more like plates of muscle covered in fat. They now sat much higher and squarer on his chest, and Mason found himself flexing them both and watching as the two large mounds jumped under his command. With glee, he did it over and over again. Never in his life had he been able to flex his chest, and now it seemed like second nature! Soon, he found himself flexing various muscle groups and watched them eagerly respond. “If I didn’t have this layer of fat… fuck… I’d be ripped!! Still… all of this mass makes me look so fucking powerful!!!” The more he stared and worshiped his own body, the hornier he became. He cock stood at attention, hard as a lead pipe and just as deadly looking. He definitely would not want to be on the receiving end of this cock! He could just imagine Alan’s eyes when he saw him… and it! Would he be able to take it? Would he even let Mason get the tip in let alone fuck him? It was just so thick. Was it possible that it was too thick? He never before thought that he would ever think his cock was too long or too thick… but now he began to wonder if it was. Could it be possible that he was seeing a downside to his new size? Looking down at his cock, throbbing and leaking a steady stream of pre, he wondered how many men or women were going to let him fuck them. The cock head had swelled to such a huge proportion that he began to wonder if he would be able to fit it into any orifice. Alan would need to seriously train his asshole and his mouth in order to accommodate a cock like Mason’s. On the other hand… wasn’t it incredible to have a cock like his? His cock had to be the biggest in the entire world… and it was his!!! He had grown into a sexual beast that men and women would be falling over to get a piece of! No doubt… those that were daring and willing would be able to take his cock. Didn’t some guys put whole fists and arms up their holes? If they were able to take an arm… they could take Mason’s cock! Oh yeah. He could get used to the power that came with his body. No one would ever fuck with him again! Most people would be scared shitless just from seeing him! They’d cross the street when they saw him walking down it towards them! The body and cock he had now was all that he had ever dreamed and more. If there were some bad points to possessing it, they were just things he would need to get used to and accommodate for. Mason flexed his right arm and watched his thick bicep swell. Oh yeah. This body was power and he could easily get used to it, Mason stroked his thick cock, shocked by how ridged it was as it stretched up towards the ceiling. Even in highschool and with his old dick, it had never been so hard that it pointed upwards when erect. Pressing it downwards and away from his stomach, Mason felt how much stronger his groin muscle had become in order to hold up and support a monster cock like he was sporting now. When he let go, his cock bounced back, hitting his stomach with a loud and firm slap that actually stung slightly on contact, which caused Mason to chuckle. Just like him, his cock had grown into a powerful beast that perfectly matched his body. Fuck! Vince is going to be so fucking jealous when he sees my cock. He thinks he’s huge. Mine is the biggest on Earth! I could make millions alone on Only Fans showing it off. I wouldn’t even have to show my face. No one would be interested in my face once they saw my cock! Moving his arms, Mason wrapped both of his hands around the hard as steel shaft and began to slowly stroke it. Strong erotic sensations that passed from his cock through the rest of his body had never felt so incredible until now. His legs felt weak as wave after wave of pleasure rocked his body. Stroking it more vigorously, Mason released a loud moan the echoed through the bathroom. His balls started to churn and to ache as his stroking grew faster and more ferocious. Mason was soon in actual pain as he felt his cock grow even harder than it had been previously. His 14 inch cock stood erect like a tower rising up from his body, pointing upwards like a monument to all things masculine. Thick veins erupted up and down the shaft to better feed Mason’s monster cock with even more blood. “Fuck me!!” Mason cried out as his cock spasmed and throbbed, appearing to grow even harder. To his hands, the shaft felt more like a flesh covered steel girder than a cock! Sweat poured down his face as he pumped it harder and harder with both hands. Every muscle in his body seemed to flex as he worked his own body into a frenzy. Looking in the mirror again, he was shocked by the sexual intensity in his eyes and the swell of his muscles. “Need.. to… cum!!” As Mason jerked himself with even more intensity and passion, his mind rapidly questioned what the Herkalor IV laced feed had done to him. It hadn’t simply grown him larger. It had made him even better than he ever had been before. Sure, he could afford to lose some weight, but the muscle and the strength and the power his new body now had seemed to be a definite game changer. “Wait… till… the world… sees me!! I’ve become… a fucking… god!!” Mason grunted again as the veins of his cock seemed to erupt even further, giving an even thicker appearance to his cock. Mason looked around the bathroom to try and find something he could shove his cock into and fuck. He was desperate to cum, but there didn’t appear to be anything that could aid him. He wondered if his cousin had a flesh light… but even if he did… there was no way Mason’s cock would ever fit in an average Fleshlight! Mason became more frantic and determined. In his hyper aroused state, he remembered the wall directly next to him. Approaching it and not questioning what he was about to do, he pressed his thumb against it using all of his strength, until he felt a small part of the brick wall give way to the start of a hole. He then stepped back, pulled his cock down slightly, positioned the head in the newly created hole, arched his back, and aggressively shoved it into the brick wall! Mason could feel the structure parting as his cock was rammed in deeper. Pressing himself against it, he thrust in further and further until his cock was first encased in brick and then finally pushed through into the room beyond. Grunting, he proceeded to ride the wall like he was fucking a tight asshole. The density and solidity of the wall around his cock brought his ecstasy to an even more frantic level. He pulled out further and pounded the wall, filling the room with his manic and animalistic grunts. Over and over again he smashed his cock into the wall. Mason could feel an all consuming orgasm enveloping himself. Thrusting himself in even deeper and faster, he heard himself release a deep groan as his cock flexed and cum shot out of the head and poured into the next room. Ripping it out of the wall, Mason pumped it several more times as rope after rope of cum shot onto the bathroom floor with a splat. His entire body had become one intense orgasm, and he never wanted it to end. It was only when his legs buckled out beneath him and he fell to the floor that his orgasm faded. After shooting four more thick ropes of cum, his cock began to go soft, and a steady flow of cloudy liquid leaked from the head. Mason gasped for breath while beads of sweat fell from his forehead. A deep laugh erupted from his diaphragm as he took in the mess on the floor and the gaping hole in the wall. With his mind a little clearer, he couldn’t believe that he had actually drilled a hole in a brick wall with his cock! A hole that he had begun simply by pressing his thumb against one of the bricks! He was actually that strong! Even stronger than he thought himself to be! For the first time, Mason noticed a scale on the floor of the bathroom. He had no clue how much he weighed, but he guessed it was nearly 600 lbs. Before he had eaten the feed, he had been 235. Now he was so much larger and taller that he must have doubled in weight. Sliding it towards him with his foot, Mason stepped with both feet onto the scale, which immediately caused it to crack, break, and flatten onto the floor beneath him. Seeing what his body had done… what his muscular bulk had done… caused his cock to spasm and shoot a rope of pre. “I really am a beast!!” Getting off of the broken scale, he left the destruction behind him. Moving back into the hallway, he laughed as he realized that he would no doubt always need to bend down and reposition his body whenever he needed to enter or leave a room through a door way! When he stood up completely, his head rose up over the door jamb, convincing him that he was indeed 7 feet tall. He needed to stand way back in the hallway to get most of his body into the mirror, and even then, his head and neck were cut off. Mason’s stomach loudly growled. Walking slightly hunched over, he went back into the living room and carefully grabbed his phone. Tapping the scream as lightly as he could, he went into his ‘Call Favorites’ and rang up Performance Pizza. After they finally answered, Mason was quick to order the special which was buy one get once free. Knowing how hungry he was and assuming he could always eat it later, he ordered a total of 10 pizzas, with the instructions for the driver to leave them on the porch since he was sick with Covid. After hanging up and knowing he had 45 minutes until they were delivered, he moved back down the hallway to the bathroom in order to take a shower. He was surprised by how much his arm pits and crotch stank. Mason had always prided himself on being one of those lucky people that, no matter how much they sweated, never smelled. Well, that had definitely changed as he inhaled his own odour. Manoeuvring himself in the shower was difficult since the bathtub was so tiny to him now. No matter where he stood or how he turned around, there never seemed to be enough water hitting his body. Eventually, he would need to get a new shower in his own place. One that had two shower heads at different angles. Doing his best, he soaped himself up and rinsed himself off. Grabbing a towel, he pulled the hook from the wall, still not used to his own strength. While he dried off, he thought of the things that he would need Vince to bring him later that day. He would definitely need new clothes, underwear, and new sneakers. It didn’t matter what they looked like. Since the Herkalor IV was now out of his system, he could go shopping on his own later for better things to wear. He just needed something to cover his naked body. When the pizza eventually arrived, Mason waited 4 minutes for the driver to leave before moving his naked body onto the porch to pick up the boxes. Having to stoop over so much was proving to be painful on his lower back, and he longed for the time when he could have enough money to buy a house that had 15 foot ceilings! Instead, he sat on the floor with his pizza and ate. As he tore into the pizzas, he was amazed by how hungry he truly was. Before he knew it, he had devoured five of them and was on his sixth with no sign that his hunger was ebbing. In fact, he felt even more hungry. Slice after slice, he shoved the pizza into his mouth, loving the taste. Very soon, he had opened the final box of pizza, and began to eat that one as well. In minutes, the entirety of it was gone, and Mason released huge belch into the air. Standing, he moved into the kitchen in order to grab something to drink from the refrigerator. Carefully opening it, he took out a 12 pack of beer and one by one quickly drank them all. Finally feeling somewhat satisfied, he moved back into the living room and grabbed his phone to call up Vince. “Hey, man! How's it going?” “Good. Ordered the stuff that I’ll need. It should arrive after 6 this evening.” “Great. Glad to hear it. When are you heading over here?” “I’m going to see my Mom in the hospital, and then I’ll meet you. Maybe around 4?” “Try a little earlier.” “Okay. I should be able to.” “Need for you to pick me up some clothes. Sweat pants and shirt will be fine. Maybe an XXL in each?” “XXL? Did you grow more?” “Yeah. Just a little.” Mason smiled. He’d wait till Vince was here and could see him before telling him the full truth. “I’ll need some underwear too. Briefs. With good support.” “Okay…” “Yeah. You're definitely going to be jealous when you see what I’m packing now.” Mason stroked his cock. “Yeah?” “Yeah. Can’t wait for you to see it. Maybe if you’re a good boy, I’ll let you eat some of the feed… grow up to be big and strong like me! Get that tiny cock of yours some real proportions!” “How big you packing?” “You’ll never believe it.” “Tell me.” “I got 14 fuckin inches of meat.” “Fuckin hell!” They spoke for another minute before Vince had to go see his mother in the hospital. Lazily, Mason turned on the TV and scrolled through Netflix, trying to find something of interest to watch to waste time. Leaning against the broken couch, he started this reality show about glass blowers that kept his interest for a while, until about 5 minutes in, his heart began to pick up speed. Beads of sweat erupted from his forehead as his cock rapidly hardened. Suddenly hyper aware of his own body, he began to feel minute tics and spasms taking place in various areas of his body. Grabbing the remote as carefully as he could, his bicep flexed and jumped. Quickly shutting off the TV, Mason went to stand up, but a sharp pain in his lower back had him collapsing to the floor again. Mason took several deep breaths. HIs cock, as hard as it had been when he drilled a hole in the wall with it, began to leak as his bull sized balls began to churn. His lower back spasmed again as severe pain radiated up and down his spine. Then, with slight fear and a groan that he tried to hold back and deny, Mason felt his cock start to stretch and grow once again. 43 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lysis Posted December 13, 2023 Share Posted December 13, 2023 God, this story is so hot. Can't wait to see where you're going with it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bigger Posted December 13, 2023 Share Posted December 13, 2023 On 12/12/2023 at 11:14 AM, RealIn2Growth said: His lower back spasmed again as severe pain radiated up and down his spine. Then, with slight fear and a groan that he tried to hold back and deny, Mason felt his cock start to stretch and grow once again. Oh yeah! This is going to be good! This chapter was such a delicious tease! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TonnyGiant Posted December 21, 2023 Share Posted December 21, 2023 Damn! This story is very hot, incredible, sexy, fucked...it's the kind of thing I like to read. You are brilliant in your creations and descriptions of growth in your stories. Ahhh I hope "the giant thing" happens in the world hahahaha 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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