I woke up with my boyfriend’s dick pressing against me, which was like most mornings except that his dick was now as big as my whole body. I must’ve been no more than 8 inches tall, nestled against the crotch of a man who towered up over me.
I stretched a bit and wrapped my arms around his cock. It was warm and hard, and I nuzzled my face against his uncut foreskin. The head of the dick was even bigger than my head, and his shaft twitched slightly as I rubbed it up and down, straddling it with my legs. Down at my feet, his soft balls were like a giant bean bag.
His torso, stretching up above me, seemed unimaginably huge. There was a furry expanse of hair, a bellybutton above my head and somewhere beyond that his chest, his beard, his sexy face.
His body stirred, and I gripped the cock tight so I wouldn’t be thrown off. He took a breath, his chest rising like an earthquake, and then glanced down at me, smiling.
“Hey little guy,” he said. “Guess those shrinking pills worked after all.”
“I’m so tiny,” I said, my voice thin and high-pitched. I wasn’t sure if he could hear me.
He reached down with a huge hand, as large as my body, and wrapped it gently around me. He lifted me up in the air, holding me above his face to inspect my new compact size.
“My sexy little toy,” he grinned, dipping me down to his face. He stuck out his tongue and licked me from foot to face as I squirmed, laughing, in his light grasp. Then he sat me down on his chest, right between the cleavage of the two big pecs. “So you’re going to be shrunk for 24 hours,” he said. “How should I play with you?”
He stroked me with his finger, running it up and down my body.
“Put me in your mouth,” I called up to him. He smiled and picked me up again, licking his lips.
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“Shit dude,” he said as we both unzipped and pulled out our dicks. “I think we both just hypnotized each other.” I tried to respond, to resist, to cover myself up, but it was like I’d become his slutty puppet and he’d become mine.
After the incident at the cafe, more and more jock seem to spring into action, seducing and bringing others down (or depending on how they saw it, up) to their level and it was all in good time until they reached you, yes you, sitting there and reading this, taking in every word. You never realized that jocks came in more forms than the typical young and dumb “bros” and college students that your mind was filled of, and in fact they had been expanding, among other things.
Even now you could feel the jock behind you, his breath on your neck and yet you couldn’t move, continuing to read, feeling a hand on the back of your neck already causing you to groan from the touch, as your throat started to thicken, becoming slightly longer you could already begin to feel the rough fingers that caressed you were changing you, your voice for one, a sole part of your identity which was now becoming deeper, more booming, a commanding tone underlying your every utterance. Part of you wants to resist it, but another part likes to hear the jock whisper suggestions into your ear.You
feel the hands come down to your shoulders, rubbing you and slowly
trickling down to your arms, as your arms expand and become more
bulbous, your biceps slowly expanding as you watch a pale tone beginning
to drift through your skin, coming down to your hands which grow
larger, more bold as your fingers elongate to become long.
You can’t
help but begin to spread the influence, beginning to rub at your own
legs as you watch your pants begin to tear, a pale tone revealing itself
underneath and spreading under your fingertips.You groan,
feeling the jock’s hands on your nipples, rubbing them as you feel your
chest jut forward, large pectorals forming the more you read this,
defining themselves on your chest as you watch a treasure trail begin to
form at your navel, as the hairs trickle downwards, two new abs pop
out, going down as the treasure trail ends right above your erect cock.It
doesn’t take long for you to notice your own thighs become prominently
large, far more muscular than you ever thought as they lengthen
significantly, with your calves also thickening with muscle you watch as
your feet begin to churn, your toes flexing by themselves as they begin
to stretch out the socks on your feet.
The jock takes the time to place
your cock in his hands, starting to stroke you slowly as the faster he
gets, the more your feet grow, lengthening until you feel the first
tear, the soft fabric clutching between your large toes which lengthen
and break them apart. Your feet are large, musky, having grown to be of
significant size with the tatters of your sock falling apart.You’re
a writhing constant mess of arousal and muscle, the jock continuing to
stroke, listening to your heavy breathing before you begin to feel
pre-cum leaking from the slit of your throbbing cock. As the jock
strokes faster, his fingers expertly touching the tip of your cock,
hearing him grin against the brim of your neck as his fingers teasing
the slit of your cock as you feel your hair falling away, your head is
bald as your eyes grow large, your jaw becoming chiselled whilst your
head becomes skinnier.
As he takes his fingers away and gives you
one last stroke, you can’t help but cum, feeling your pectorals bounce,
your abs tighten, your biceps and lats flexing as your toes twitch with
your throbbing cock as you cum, a feeling of ripe pleasure like nothing
else floods your senses, your entire body shaking and flexing as you cum
gallons that barrel through the air and onto your chest and biceps,
inflating them and only adding to the definition of your muscular body
as they drip down.
Before you know it, you’re on the couch,
clothed once again as you realize you’re in your gym clothes. You begin,
surprisingly, stretching your legs, stretching them far with your
flexible muscular body as memories of your time as a gynmast come into
your mind, you were a jock, but you realized now that the jocks were
expanding and you, whether you liked it or not, were one of them.
One glance down at the thick cock outlined in your shorts moved you more towards liking it anyway.
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