“Oh my goodness, Thomas, is this a friend of yours?” she asked. I quickly pulled myself together and tried to answer.
“Oh…err yeah, this is Ol…Oscar.” I replied.
“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you Oscar,” she said, shaking his hand politely but also giving him a strange look. “Do I know your mother? You look awfully familiar.” Oh shit!! She was going to figure out it was Ollie and then we’d both be screwed.
“I doubt it ma’am, we just moved here last week.” I looked at Ollie completely stunned, his voice was at least an octave lower and he was speaking without his usual precision.
“Ah I see, so are you in the same college as Thomas?” she asked.
“Yeah, Tommy’s been showing me the ropes and said we should hang out some time, so here I am.” He flashed her a friendly smile and she turned to look at me proudly me as I tried not to look so nervous.
“Okay, well, I need to go out for a few hours. Are you boys staying here or going to the gym?”
“Err…I think…I mean…” I stuttered.
“We’ll probably just chill here if that’s okay. I doubt he could keep up with me in the gym anyway.” Ollie bounced his pecs a couple of times when he said that and gave me a cheeky wink.
“Oh my…well, have fun. There’s food in the fridge if you get hungry. Try to leave some for the rest of us,” she added looking over Ollie again before manoeuvring past him to leave the house.
“Later Mrs K,” he added with a cheery wave. I ushered Ollie into the house and up to my room, taking a quick look out my window to make sure she’d gone. When I saw we were clear I turned to him again.
“What the fuck was that all about with my mom? And what’s with the new look?” I asked. He certainly seemed to be embracing the muscled look as his clothes left little to the imagination.
“Well, I could hardly address her in my usual manner, otherwise she would not be convinced by my subterfuge.” There was the old Ollie I knew. “As for my attire, I went to pay Derek a visit and had to appropriate some larger clothes from my father to accommodate my enhanced size.”
“You went to see Derek? How did that go?” I sat down on the chair by my desk as Ollie stood near my bed, clearly feeling slightly energised about whatever had happened.
“I would speculate that he will not be causing a nuisance in this vicinity any longer.”
“Why, what did you do?”
“Let’s just say I encouraged him to leave town.” There was a devious twinkle in his eye and I couldn’t leave it there.
“Come on man, gimme the details!! What happened?” I pleaded.
“Well, I knew he would be down by the Claypool as is his usual custom, so I procured these items of clothing from my father’s wardrobe and walked down there to address his former misdeeds.”
I couldn’t hide my exasperation. “You didn’t talk to him like that did you?”
“Of course not. I used words of less than two syllables as I am fully aware of his mental capabilities.”
“You mean you dumbed it down, like you did when you spoke to my mom,” I shot back.
He sighed. “Thomas, your mother is a very astute woman who would find it most peculiar to hear somebody with physique such as this using language in the way I customarily do, so for my own benefit I altered the way I speak so as not to arouse her suspicions. Derek, on the other hand, is unusually simple-minded, so he needed to be spoken to in a way he would comprehend.”
“I guess you’re right. So what did you say to him?”
“I advised him to desist from his maltreatment those he deemed to be weaker than himself or I would be forced to subdue him. He seemed most amused by that as he had me outnumbered three to one. I then decided that actions would have to speak louder than words so I took hold of his throat and lifted him from the ground to demonstrate how serious I was. One of his accomplices then tried to punch me in my midsection to little effect. I believe he may have broken several knuckles in the process as he subsequently seemed quite distressed.”
“Yeah, I think I would be as well.” I snickered.
“I concluded he would benefit from a cooling off in the lake so I used the back of my hand to give him a light tap towards the water, unfortunately I may have used a little more force than required as he landed on the other side, unconscious.”
“Holy shit!! You backhanded him across the lake?” The thought of Ollie just casually swatting another human being across a fairly sizeable body of water with just a backhand swipe was quite frightening, but at the same time I could feel my cock starting to twitch.
“Not intentionally, and I doubt he will suffer any long-lasting impairment; but it seemed like the most permissible course of action at the time. His other accomplice decided to beat a hasty retreat at that point leaving myself and Derek alone.”
“Wait, so that whole time you were holding Derek up off the ground? With one hand?” I sat there open mouthed just thinking about how large Derek was and how difficult it would be to lift him up in any way, let alone holding him up with one hand for so long.
“Certainly. The realisation that I was holding another human being aloft with one hand was not lost on me at the time. He looked quite alarmed which caused me to become somewhat…”
“Turned you on, didn’t it?” I asked with a big smile on my face.
His face suddenly turned a deep shade of red. “I’m ashamed to say you are correct.”
“So where is Derek now?”
“He and I exchanged a few words at that point. He was still quite belligerent and confrontational, especially when I remonstrated him about attacking people he deemed to be beneath himself and, I’m afraid to say, I became rather irate with him when he disagreed that he should vacate the area.”
I didn’t like where this was going. “Okay, so how did you convince him?”
“I didn’t exactly give him many other options. I hoisted him off the ground again and propelled him into the sky.”
“Holy shit!! How high? Where did he land?”
“I’m not entirely convinced he did land. I may have utilized a little more force than necessary and he may have achieved escape velocity.” He had a very prideful smile on his face just talking about his achievement but I was less excited about it.
“Oh my god!! You mean you threw him off the planet? Do you know what this means?”
“That he may go down in the record books as the first man to leave our atmosphere without the aid of jet propulsion?” I wasn’t entirely sure if he was serious or not. I had never known Ollie to make a joke before but had the situation not been so serious I probably would have cracked up at that point.
“No, I mean he’s no longer here…on Earth…let that sink in for a moment.” Ollie’s demeanour suddenly changed dramatically. The smile he was sporting moments ago was replaced by a look of horror as reality had started to hit home.
“Oh no!! Oh my god!! What was I thinking? This transformation has made me into a monster. I’m no better than Derek was.” He started shrinking down to his regular size, all the while staring at his hands like he couldn’t believe what they’d done. His oversized clothes now looking more and more ridiculous as they hung off his skinny frame.
“Ollie, calm down, it’s okay.”
He looked up at me again with fear in his eyes. “It most certainly is not okay; I have ended another man’s existence with no effort at all. I must surrender myself to the authorities at once.”
“And tell them what? That you created a way to grow yourself into a two hundred and fifty pound man and throw a guy into space with one hand?”
“My bodyweight was actually closer to four hundred pounds. Those muscles are quite significantly denser that regular muscle fibres.”
“Okay fine, so four…whoa really? Holy fuck…are you seri…never mind…forget it…what was I saying?” I couldn’t concentrate as I looked at how significantly that shirt now hung off his shoulders whereas before it had been tight enough to burst.
“About the authorities.”
“Oh yeah, so you tell them the truth and probably show them as well just to make sure they’re convinced, but then what happens? First of all they’d have to find proof that you’d done what you said to Derek, but then if you showed them what your nanites can do I’m sure they would be having a quiet word with their military friends. And like you said before, they’d take you away to find out all about how it all works and then the secret would be out there.”
“If I remember correctly I said they’d try to take me away, but I can assure you I would put up significant resistance which could diminish their resources.” I was beginning to get worried about the idea of Ollie going up against the military, I’m not even sure he knows the limits of the power afforded to him by the nanites but it could be devastating to put them to the test.
“Let me ask you something, would you say that since our talk the other day that you’ve changed your feelings toward these new abilities of yours?”
He looked confused. “In what way?”
“Well, have you beefed up between our talk and today or was this just a spur of the moment thing?” I asked, gesturing towards his current outfit.
“Not at all. After you left I took a shower to remove the unpleasantness from my unforeseen immersion in that filthy lake and then continued with my studies as usual. The only reason for today’s events was because I remembered I needed to procure a replacement key for the one you loaned me, but as I approached the lake I noticed Derek and his accomplices loitering there as normal and decided it would be an appropriate time to confront him. Taking your advice, I went home and increased my musculature before dressing more suitably for such an encounter. After that I returned to the lake to have the events unfold the way I described earlier.”
“Okay, so let me ask you this, did you check yourself out in the mirror after you beefed up?”
“I do wish you wouldn’t continue to use that beefed up term, it’s such a ghastly idiom. As for how I felt about the transformation, I only checked myself out, as you call it, after I was fully clothed to make sure that my attire looked acceptable.” Looking at him now in those same clothes I was wondering how he would feel if he looked in the mirror again.
“Okay, well, here’s another question for you. Where’s the key?”
He was suddenly taken aback. “Excuse me?”
“You said you were going out to get another key cut, so where is it?” I could see the confusion on his face but I knew that he wasn’t being honest with himself. “You said that your initial reason for going out was to do that but then you decided to deal with Derek. After that you never got the key cut, you came here to see me instead…why?” For a guy with such an extended vocabulary it was nice to suddenly see him lost for words.
“I…can’t really say for certain.”
“Want to know what I think?” I asked with a smirk. “I think you enjoyed the feeling of power but had nobody to tell about it except for me, so you came here all excited about standing up to a bully.”
“That may be correct, Thomas.”
“So my question again is, why? Did you want to come and gloat about how strong you now are to make me feel bad that I can’t experience it? Did you want someone to tell you what a great job you did so you could feel less guilty about harming them? Or is it simply because you got turned on and thought you could just come ‘round here for another blowjob?” I was probably madder at Ollie than I should have been but I could see my words had cut deeper than I thought.
“Possibly all of those, I’m not at all certain.” Ollie slumped down onto the bed, looking crestfallen that things weren’t going the way he’d obviously hoped.
“Look, I get that this is kinda new to you, I mean, anyone who gets a taste of power tends to revel in it, so this is perfectly natural.” I suddenly thought about what Ollie had done earlier and had to correct myself. “Well okay, maybe turning into a muscle god at will isn’t natural but the feelings are.”
“So how do you suppose you would react if our situations were reversed?”
It took me a few seconds to think about that. “I don’t know. I think I’d be massively turned on and flexing in front of the mirror for a very long time if I’m honest.”
“So you still find this body desirable?” He asked as he stood up to remove his shirt and rapidly inflated to his massively muscled size again. I felt my breath catch in my throat as I looked at the incredible body standing in front of me and I couldn’t give him a reply. “I shall assume that is an affirmative. Would you like to feel it again?” He was definitely trying to seduce me and even raised his arm up to flex his bicep as I’d shown him before.
I didn’t even bother to give him an answer. I stood up and slowly walked towards him, keeping eye contact as I felt the lust radiating from his body. I finally stopped about a foot away from him, seeing the longing and expectation in his face. Finally when I thought he couldn’t take it anymore and he started moving his still flexed arm towards me I backed away.
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” I yelled and he went from lust to surprise in a second. “Three days ago I gave you a blowjob and you treated it like an experiment as you’d never had one before, now you want, what, a repeat to see if your findings were conclusive?”
He dropped his arm back to his side again. “No…I just thought you would like to…”
“To what? Lust over you again? Make you feel desirable and let you discard me again when you’ve blown your load?”
“But you expressed a deep desire for my body last time, you even enquired about mapping the nanites onto your own cells.”
“Yeah, well, that was then and this is now.” I turned away and walked back across the room to give us some distance.
“I could make you pleasure me,” he said quietly.
I spun round to fix him with a steely gaze. “Whoa, what was that? You could make me? Don’t you mean rape me?”
“No no, go ahead, you’ve already assaulted and killed people today, why not add rape to your rap sheet? Hell you could smash my house up if you want to add vandalism, you’ve clearly got the power to reduce this place to rubble if you wanted to, and maybe you could even take anything you want just to add a bit of theft to it.”
He sunk back down onto the bed and I could hear the springs protesting as he did. He looked up at me and I could see he was holding tears back.
“I could share the nanites with you. It would be very simple to transfer some of them to you so that you could enhance your own physique.”
I was still too angry to really think about his offer. “Really? What about me ‘needing to put the work in,’ or was that just an excuse to keep it all to yourself?”
“I was wrong to say that, I actually would like to share this with you.” I didn’t give him an answer right away. Here he was offering something I’d begged for a few days ago and it would be so easy to take him up on is offer. I walked over to him again and crouched in front of him to look him in the eyes.
“You know, I thought about this a lot over the last couple of days and I’m gonna have to say no.”
His eyes went wide. “What? But the other day…”
“I know what I said, and I thought I wanted it, but the truth is…I like working out. I like going to the gym, feeling my muscles actually working, beating my personal bests and knowing that I’m improving my body and not just taking the easy way out.”
“Would you not like to improve your musculature to this degree?” He asked, sweeping his hand downwards to emphasise the point, and I’ll admit there was a part of me thinking I was crazy for turning him down.
“Of course, but I wouldn’t want to lose my passion for building it up to that. Have you never worked out before?”
A look of disgust washed over his face. “Only when forced to by those brutish coaches back in school but I found it to be quite monotonous.”
“Okay, but do you like seeing your body like that?”
“I still find it cumbersome for everyday life but I will admit I can see how the aesthetics would appeal to someone like yourself.”
“Oh really? Well, come here for a sec.” I had a large, walk in closet to the side of my bedroom and when I opened the door there was a huge mirror attached to the back of it that I often used to check out my own progress. “Okay, now stand there and really look at yourself. What do you think?”
It was like Ollie was looking at his body for the very first time. I don’t think he’d ever really bothered growing his muscles much before this week and even when he did; he didn’t pay them much attention. Now as he stood there with his shirt off he could actually see how amazing he looked. He ran his hands across his bulbous pecs and down his cobbled midsection, before pumping up his arms a few times to watch them expand. Just for comparison I took my own shirt off and, even though I had a pretty good body, it was nothing compared to the perfection that was Oliver Davies standing next to me.
“Oh my, so you were able to build your body that well without the nanites? That is quite remarkable.”
“Thanks, although sticking to the diet to keep it shredded is the hardest part.” As if to emphasise I crunched down on my abs as Ollie copied me. There was no contest at all; he blew me right out of the water with his ridiculous definition. “There’s one thing missing though.” Before he could ask what I meant I’d whipped his pants down so he was standing there completely naked. After his initial surprise he started to flex his thighs, hardening up those massive trunks so that even the most rugged lumberjack would ruin his chainsaw trying to chop them down.
“It hardly seems fair that I should be the only one naked in here.” He said with a slight grin and then caught me by surprise by turning around and tearing my jeans right off my body like they were made of tissue paper. I don’t think he was expecting my raging, nine inch cock to be standing at full mast but that then made him turn back towards the mirror. “You were correct last time when you said my endowment was undersized for my musculature. Perhaps I should rectify that once more.” His cock suddenly started to inflate like a balloon until it hung limp at what must have been nearly eleven inches.
“Holy crap!! I dunno whether to suck that or make a balloon animal out of it.”
“For the moment would you like me to return the favour of performing fellatio on your penis?” I had to stop myself from laughing at his absurd chat up line so I just nodded my head in agreement. I fully expected him to drop to his knees in front of me but instead he placed his hands on either side of my hips and started to lift me up.
“Whoa whoa whoa!! Are you crazy? You’ll put my head through the ceiling!!” He looked up to see I was right and then changed his tactic to kneel down, although he still lifted me up so I was dangling off the ground as he put my raging member in his mouth.
“Argh!! Ease up will ya? Do it softer and smoother.” I never realised his lips and cheeks were super strong as well. It was like sticking my cock in a cast iron pipe at first but he soon softened everything up and got into a good rhythm, teasing my cock with his powerful tongue before plunging it back into his throat until his head was touching my abs. Considering he’d never done this before he seemed to have no problems taking my full length without gagging as he expertly massaged every inch of it with his powerful lips. I grabbed the back of his head for support, and to control his movements, but I quickly realised that I had no control here. He was holding me up with no effort at all and if he didn’t want his head to move then nothing I could do would make that happen. That sudden feeling of helplessness, mixed with the lust for his incredible power was enough to send me over the edge and I shot the biggest load of my life down his throat. He finally removed my cock from his mouth but still held me above his head.
“Hmmm…that was an unexpected flavour, was that satisfying for you Thomas?” He looked up nervously.
“Oh hell yeah where did you learn how to do that?” I panted.
“I had a rather good teacher who educated me in the art of fellatio a few days ago,” he replied, smiling up at me.
“I didn’t realise I was that good,” I blushed.
“Well, having no other examples of the sensations one should experience during oral intercourse, perhaps I should seek out further guidance from other partners.” He had that contemplative look in his eyes again and the ecstasy I’d been feeling before quickly evaporated.
“Can you put me down now please? This is uncomfortable.” It actually wasn’t but I didn’t feel like being held up any longer and I think it came through in my voice.
“My apologies, Thomas, your weight was barely perceptible on my arms.” He set me down on the floor and stood up as I scowled and turned away. “Is something amiss? You appeared to be satisfied with the experience before but now you seem rather irked.”
“You’re damn right I’m irked! Yet again you’ve just made it clear that I mean nothing to you. Last time you said we weren’t even friends and now you’re saying you just wanna go around fucking other people? Well, go ahead; fill your boots because you’re clearly done with me.”
“Forget it, go off and enjoy your super muscles without me, I’m sure that’s what you’d prefer.” Ollie looked totally defeated and started to dwindle back to his original size. I could see the tears forming in his eyes as he walked towards the door but before he reached it he stopped and did something rather strange. He convulsed a little like he was about to throw up and then reached into his mouth to pluck out what looked like a tablet, only it was slightly shiny. He laid it on the desk next to the door and gave me another mournful look.
“Those are all the nanites,” he said sadly. “They’re mapped to both of our genetic codes. If you wish to use them yourself then you may do so, or if you choose to dispose of them then you can as they will not work for anybody else. Goodbye, Thomas. I had hoped we could have been friends someday, but I leave that decision up to you.” He left my room and was soon out the front door, leaving me to stare at the tablet on my desk and wondering what to do with it. Did I dare take it?