It was Christmas Eve again. A year after Tim's marvelous transformation. He had not had any contact with Nick the entire time, but thought of the fat man often. He was spending Christmas alone again this year, but only because he was exhausted. The guys he had been dating since his changes couldn't get enough of him. They worshipped his stupendous body day and night; bathing him, feeding him, massaging him. You name it! Tim was thankful to be alone. He had grown a little since that first night, up to about 285, but still managed to keep those hot muscles pumped and ready for action.
Exhausted, he fell into bed and immediately began to dream…
Nick was there in his bedroom, waking him up. Tim, still groggy got out of bed and gave the fat man a bear hug.
“Still big, I see!” Nick laughed.
“You too! Looks like you may have even put on a few pounds!” Tim said jokingly, patting Nick's immense beer gut. “What brings you to see me?” Tim asked, unconsciously flexing his massive biceps.
“The remainder of your gift.” Nick grinned.
“You mean there's more? But I already owe everything to you and that wild night!” Tim replied.
“All I want is a kiss, Tim. Then I'll be on my way.” Nick said innocently enough.
“Sure thing. Pucker up.” Tim leaned into the fat man and placed his lips on Nick's. Nick embraced the muscular Tim and began to french kiss him, his tongue burrowing into Tim's waiting mouth.
Tim kissed the huge man back, running his strong hands over Nick's broad back. For the first time in a year, Tim's voracious hunger returned. The two men were liplocked. Kissing and nibbling at each other like animals.
Tim felt the first wave enter his body from Nick. He immediately thought of how birds feed their young and he thought he was feeding off of Nick! But it wasn't regurgitation! Nick's essence seemed to be filling Tim's body! Tim was helpless in the fat man's arms, needing to be fed from him, to grow larger again!
Nick force fed the powerless Tim his essence, his own body dwindling in size as Tim expanded larger and larger. Soon, Nick had to lay Tim down on the bed, never releasing his passionate kiss from the Tim's swelling form. Not that he could if he tried, because Tim wanted to devour him, to make him apart of himself. To really grow to enormous proportions!
In a matter of minutes, a new muscular Nick was standing over Tim's bed. Tim filled the bed easily with his bulk. He was still fairly muscular, but his stomach was roughly the size of an overfilled sack of potatoes! He massaged his 375 pound body lovingly. Sated, for now, Tim moaned his thanks as Nick slowly walked away…..
And slowly, his form begin to change again. Growing bigger, stronger, beefier…..as Tim drifted off into sleep.
When Tim woke up the next morning, he hurried to his bedroom mirror. His jaw dropped open at what he saw. He was 6’6” tall, with a 62” chest, 33” waist, and mammoth 28” biceps. “I guess I was a good boy again this year,” he said, posing and flexing every muscle. “Hope Santa brought some extra extra extra large shirts, too.”