I woke up laying next to Richard in his now too small bed for him. His feet hung off by a good three inches. He wrapped his large muscular arms around my body as his large muscle gut poked at my own smaller stomach. He was snoring lightly. I began to stroke the large ball of flesh. I poked and prodded it, still in disbelief that it was real, and the man laying here with me was my physics teacher. I leaned into his stomach and rubbed my face in its soft squishiness.
“Having fun down there?” Richard yawned and looked down at my red stricken face, looking guilty that I had been caught in the act. He lifted himself up in turn lifting me up since I was laying against his stomach. He scratched at his chest then his large furred ball of flesh.
“I still can’t believe this is all mine.” Richard grabbed both of his hands and placed them under his stomach and jiggled it. We watched as it sloshed side to side and bounced up and down.
“Still miss those abs of yours, big guy?” I pawed at where his once six-pack abs use to be.
“A bit. It took me a lot of time in the gym to get them. Imagine how much time it’ll take for me to get them back now?” He brushed his finger where I was once pawing at, as if he was outlining each of the abdominal muscles.
“So you really don’t like this new thing? I’ve seen you play with it a bit.” I smirked at him and his face reddened.
“Okay, it’s a little fun. I’ve never had such heft to my body before. It just feels different, but I also feel more full.” Richard got up from the bed and stretched his wide back and his legs. “I need to take a shower but I don’t know if I can do it by myself, you know with this new body and all.” he turned around and winked at me. I caught the hint. Richard grabbed some towels and headed into the bathroom. I followed right behind.
Richard’s bathroom was of a medium size and had a nice glass door shower. It looked quite spacious for a normal sized man, but Richard was super-sized. He placed the towels down on the rack and turned the water on so it would warm. Slowly, he began to pull down the gym shorts that were covering his giant rump and thighs. I could see his reflection in the mirror. He seemed like he was enjoying this. He bent down to pick up the discarded gym shorts when his briefs put up their final fight before a rip could be heard echoing throughout the bathroom. His hairy crack was exposed to the warm air. He quickly stood up and looked back at his weapon of m-ass destruction.
“Oops, didn’t mean for that to happen. I guess I need bigger briefs as well.” He tore the rest of his briefs open, exposing his red dusted cheeks.
I couldn’t resist. I quickly moved over and groped the two spheres. Richard let out a gasp. I cupped my hands underneath one cheek each and the flesh spilled out and over the palms of my hands. Even two of my hands under one cheek wasn’t enough to hold one. Each one was the size of a beach ball, guarding a pink hole waiting within.
“Feeling frisky huh? I always worked out my ass but I didn’t think it would ever reach this size.” Richard reached back with his own hand and was able to cup one cheek with his palm.
“I’m sorry! I just couldn’t resist. It’s just so big. I’ve never seen an ass this large before except in morphs.” I continued to knead and rub his cheeks.
Richard then pulled off the remaining cloth of his briefs and turned around. Standing in front of me was one of the fattest cocks I have ever seen, with two pretty large balls too. Each ball looked to be the size of a super large orange.
“So is this what you meant when you said other things had grown?” I lifted an eyebrow and watched the fat sausage slap onto his thigh.
“Yeah. When I felt things pushing and expanding I noticed my junk was feeling a bit tight in my briefs. When you went to get me some new clothes I noticed my cock had also gotten fatter.” he grabbed onto the sausage and flung it around in a helicopter motion before it stopped on his thigh with a loud thwack.
“Did you also measure how fat it’s gotten?” I leaned over and brushed my hand against his manhood.
“I did. It’s about 7 inches in girth and 7 inches in length when erect. But right now it’s 5 inches in girth and 5 inches in length. Pretty hefty huh?” He licked his lips as I continued to lightly stroke the beast.
He hummed appreciatively. “Aren’t you going to come in with me?” he asked with a smirk. It was all I needed to disrobe and we both hopped into the shower.
It took me about ten minutes to wash myself but I would have to move around Richard’s large ass or big gut in order to reach the soaps. After I finished taking care of myself I began to rub the soap into his ass, making sure his globes were cleaned thoroughly. I did “accidentally” slip a finger into his hole which caused him to gasp in pleasure. He turned around and I began to rub his giant gut. The hair on his stomach swirled as soap ran down it. He soon sat down on the shower floor so I could reach his girth and wash his body better. I continued to rub and play with his large stomach.
“Oh, yeah. Keep rubbing it babe.” Richard moaned and closed his eyes. It seemed he was enjoying his new tummy play sessions.
I moved onto his pecs next. Scrubbing the furred valley was pretty easy, but his newly enlarged areola was quite sensitive whenever I scrubbed them with the wash cloth. His nipples also pointed outward. I couldn’t resist so I leaned in and bit down on one. A yelp escaped Richards lips. My own 6” cock was standing at full mast. While Richard sat down enjoying the warm water and scrub down with his eyes closed I moved down lower under his stomach and began to rub his supersized orange sized balls. I squeezed and licked them and began to tug at them. Richard’s own dick began to grow into its full glory. It didn’t take long before Richard began to pull at his own nipples. Pre-cum began to ooze out the tip of his fat cock like a stream. We kept at it until both Richard and I blew our loads. Of course we had to wash back ourselves again.
Once out of the shower Richard rummaged through his drawers for another pair of briefs. It took some effort, but he finally got another pair on, but only barely. Half of his ass was sticking out the top of his briefs. His fat schlong was pulling down the front pouch.
“Man I gotta order some new clothes. Thankfully we have a month worth of break to figure out what’s happening.” Richard closed the drawer and headed downstairs.
We sat down at the kitchen table. He made some coffee and I helped myself to some cereal he has in his cupboards. I knew this would come sooner or later, but I had to admit to Richard what I think caused his sudden growth.
“Hey, Richard?” he looked up from some papers he was attempting to grade.
“Yeah?” he responded.
“So, I was trying to think of what could have been responsible for your recent…” I glanced over at his body. “…developments, and I think I know what did it.”
“You do?!” he got up from his seat nearly knocking the coffee over.
“I might have a clue, but please do not get mad at me?” I winced.
“Why would I get mad at you. You couldn’t have done this, right?” he motioned at his giant gut and bounced his pecs.
“I think I may have been slightly responsible for what happened, but I swear I didn’t know at the time.” I looked down in guilt, not wanting to make eye contact.
Richard stood back and crossed his large arms over his chest. “How so?” He wore a skeptical look on his face.
I got up from the table to retrieve the book I had written in that night in my dorm and placed it on the dining table.
“Before taking your final exam, I went to the library to get some books to study up on the subject. However, before I went to bed I noticed this book in the stack I had checked out. Inside are a bunch of different weirdly titled stories. I flipped to one and it was about a man who was trying to use hot air for a science experiment and it looked like some type of ad lib so I jotted your name down as the man. Then during the exam I realized the ‘hot air’ going into the balloon was also filling you up as well.” I finally made eye contact with Richard, hoping he wouldn’t think I was crazy. Instead he nodded and grabbed the book.
“It did feel like I was being pumped up with air. It also explains why I was feeling hot at the same time. But things like this just don’t exist.” He opened the book and viewed the chapter titles.
“But look at you! How could you be here with a body like that without some sort of coincidence like this?” I questioned him.
He considered. “How about we test this theory of yours? I’ll pick a random a story and write my name into it. If I undergo some type of change, we’ll know it’s the book’s doing. If not, then we can conclude this was all just some sort of weird event.”
Richard grabbed the pen he was using to grade his papers and wrote his name into the chapter.
“Richard, this could be dangerous! Who knows what might happen to you. I was barely able to stop you from popping because I realized the balloon was the cause and you were connected through that story. We don’t even know what this story you wrote your name into is about!” I slammed my hand on the table. I was a bit on edge.
“I skimmed through it,” he said. “The chapter is called the ‘Ophidian’s Curse’. It’s about a man who worships snakes and how he has the desire to make his pet snake grow. It’s a bit childish. Anyways I’m sure I’ll be fine.” He looked down at himself. “What’s not fine is my wardrobe. I’m gonna need to custom tailor or buy some things online.”
Richard shut the book and went to go clean his coffee mug. I couldn’t be mad at him. Not when that hot ass of his bounced and swayed in those gym shorts.
After cleaning up his coffee Richard dug into the fridge, grabbing all sorts of food ranging from fruits, sandwich meat, leftover pasta, and more. He went to town on all the food and continued to rub his stomach as he ate his hearty “breakfast”. The thing continued to jiggle and wobble whenever he ate. It began to look tighter instead of its soft shape like it did before due to all the food he was eating.
“Man I’m stuffed! *BURP* Before I had to keep count on calories but I guess with this latest addition I don’t have to anymore. Daddy can eat whatever he wants.” He leaned back in his chair, observing the damage he’d done to his food supply.
“While you continue to indulge yourself, I’m gonna go out and try to find you some clothes to wear. Then we can at least take you outside a bit. Any requests?” I turned to look at Richard.
“I can go shirtless for a bit longer, but I need some shorts and some new underwear. My balls have been aching since they’ve grown.” he scratched at his large bulge for emphasis.
I took Richard’s car and drove to the nearby mall. It had all sorts of shops and was a nice hangout for some of the students. It was close enough to campus to give us students something to do and if we needed some new clothes. I went to a sporting goods store and bought some XXL gym shorts for Richard. His large spheres would need all the room they could get. I was going to head to the retail store for underwear but decided to look around the sporting store some more. They offered jockstraps, cut briefs, and some speedos. I smirked and couldn’t resist the thought of seeing Richard squeeze into a jockstrap or a speedo, so I got a couple along with some briefs. He needed something to at least be a little covered. The cashier looked at me a little confused at the sizes I was buying but I just blushed as he rung up the total.
I arrived home with bags of clothing prepared. I looked around the living room but couldn’t find Richard so I checked the kitchen. The dining table and kitchen had been cleaned up from whatever indulgence Richard gave into while I was away. I grabbed the bags and headed upstairs to find Richard in the bedroom watching some television.
“Hey babe! You’re back already?” He uncovered himself with his blanket and got up to give me a nice bear hug. Feeling the warmth of his body made me melt and feel safe.
“Yep! I brought you some clothes to try on too,” I said excitedly as I gave him the bags.
He opened them and inspected the briefs, speedos, and jockstraps. He picked up a purple jockstrap and examined it.
“This is a big pouch! Perfect for these big balls of mine!” His voice boomed as he shook his bulge with his large hand.
Richard took off his gym shorts and bounced his ass to give me a little show. He grabbed the jockstrap and began to slide it up. Both the straps had difficulty fitting onto his large globes so I had to help stretch them out to fit over them. It was a sight to see. The big beach balls looked even larger when being pushed up and together by the straps. I wanted to dig my face into them and lick is tight hole right there. He had trouble arranging his cock and balls inside of the pouch.
“These looked big but it feels a little snug in these.” Richard grasped at his bulge, causing it to throb against the fabric.
I walked over and felt the bulge. It was warm. Heat radiated off the hot rod of manhood attached to this bear of a man. Richard’s breath was getting heavier as I continued to fondle the large ball like bulge. I got on my knees and began to lick the outside of the fabric and nibbled it a bit. His cock throbbed more in excitement at the attention it was receiving. I continued licking at the fabric and began to tug at his overgrown balls. The pouch was beginning to extend outwards as his fleshy cock began to harden.
“Babe, I gotta get these off. I don’t wanna rip through them with this beast when you just bought them.” Richard quickly began to pull down the jockstrap but could only get the pouch off of his fat beast. The straps remained tightly in place on his ass. His fat cock sprung free looking as massive then ever. That bloat from the air really knew how to fatten up a cock. Even though it was 7” long, its girth matched the rest of Richards size. It continued to inflate larger. Richard kept scratching at his cock.
“That thing is so big Richard. Are you sure it’s only 7 inches?”, I hefted the weight.
“Last I measured. It just might look and feel so big cause of it’s girth. Let me show you.” he pulled his cock away from my grasp and pulled out a ruler from his desk where he kept his teaching supplies. He aligned his cock with the ruler. It was so fat it rose above the ruler by 6” inches. He let out a gasp and then smirked.
“Sean you might be right. Look at this.” he waved at me to come over to look. His dick was now at the 8½” mark on the ruler and only seemed to stretch even longer.
“I feel like I’m not even hard yet, it just feels so good and sensitive.” he rubbed the large mushroom head of his cock, feeling the pre that began to leak from it.
“Richard, is this the first time you’ve noticed it beginning to grow? This might be related to that chapter in the book!” My face turned from excited to frantic.
“Relax, Sean, even if it is, what man doesn’t dream about a bigger dick? Plus I don’t mind having it grow a bit bigger. I’m 6’11 now. 7 inches of cock isn’t enough for this daddy.” Hhe flexed his large biceps.
“All right, I’ll let you have your fun… but I’m going to inspect the book for any clues regarding how it works and how to stop whatever this chapter has in mind in case something happens.” I blew him a kiss and turned toward the doorway. I left Richard alone with his new friend. His moaning could be heard all through the house.
I sat down at the dining table and began to investigate the book. At the front of the book was a table of contents listing chapters and page numbers. The further down I went I noticed page numbers but some lacked chapter names. I turned to the pages closer to the end of the book, watching the red ink fly by on the pages. They were blank. Up until now, each chapter told an odd little story and had a line for the name of a person inside of the story, which I had seen with “Hot Air”. I went back and looked for “Ophidian’s Curse” and found it on page 12. It told the story of a man who had a small pet snake but wanted it to grow bigger into a legendary snake that was rumored to be a god. I could only guess this “snake” was a metaphor for a penis. In the end it didn’t say how big he was able to get the snake. However, it did mention in order to stop the snake’s growth it needed to stop on its own and get full.
I looked at the signature Richard wrote of his name when referencing the man. At the end of the story a circle was left by the bottom right hand corner. In the last story, a star had been marked once Richard’s inflation had ended. As of now, only two points of the star had been formed. I assumed that the story’s duration lasts as long as it takes until the star completely forms. If it was already at two points, I needed to see what was happening with Richard. I checked the clock and saw it was already 4 p.m. I closed the book and placed it back inside my backpack.
I headed upstairs to the bedroom and found Richard looking at his ass in his purple jockstrap. I whistled and he turned around. “Enjoying the view?” I said.
“In more ways than one. Daddy’s getting big, boy,” he growled and smirked. He walked over to me as I watched his bigger cock slab against his thigh. It was larger now than it was before. His hair on his body also seemed a bit thicker.
“I’m up to 8 and a half inches, soft.” He wagged his hips causing the beast slap against his thighs. “It’s gotten a little fatter too.” he leaned in and kissed me, his tongue poking into my mouth.
“How big is it hard?” I could barely breathe as his tongue kept invading my mouth and his kisses just kept coming.
“10 inches when erect as of now. But it keeps feeling hot and itchy. These big bull balls of mine keep getting bigger too. I’ve been horny and cumming constantly for the past two hours. This beast is what a real man has!” he growled again. I couldn’t keep my eyes off it.
“What happens if you get too big? It’s already so fat it’d be hard to have sex with regardless but ten inches? That’s not easy for someone to handle, babe,” I cooed into his ear. His bit of dominance seemed to fade a bit, and his usual laid back and slightly embarrassed self returned.
“You’re right. I’m packing, but I don’t know how much bigger this thing can possibly get. There’s a limit to how much blood can fill this thing and how much the skin can stretch for it to grow. But my balls feel so full now babe. I can’t stop jacking off. I haven’t felt this horny since I was a student in college.” he picked up his balls and let them hang out of the pouch.
It was getting late so I told Richard I’d prepare something for us to eat. I cooked up some chicken and mashed potatoes with a side of vegetables. Even though he had a large ball of muscle and fat for a stomach, he said he still liked eating vegetables. Looks like he could still be healthy and maintain such a gut. He walked down the stairs with his gut leading the way, along with his beastly manhood. It seemed to have grown even larger.
I let out a gasp, “Richard it’s so large!”
It hung down lower and made a curve over his bull balls. The large mushroom head poking downward toward his knees. He kept smiling. He seemed to be getting off on the attention.
“It’s up to 10 inches soft now babe! I must have one of the biggest cocks in the world! I can’t see it over my stomach but I can feel and hear it slapping against my thighs constantly. It keeps making my balls churn.”, he sat down at the table, making his dick hang over the chair.
“And guess what? It’s a foot long when hard! It’s as long as a ruler and fat as a cucumber. How often do you see a big bear daddy carry around a piece this big?” His attitude seemed to have grown alongside his appendage.
“How do you expect to hide that when going back to work, Richard? It’s so big soft it won’t fit in any underwear easily, let alone pants.” I glanced over at the closed book, hoping at least two more points were added to the star at the bottom of the page.
“Well, people should think it’s normal, right? Last time I checked my social media I looked like how I do now. It might be the same with this. Lemme see your phone, I left mine upstairs.” I handed my phone over and watched Richard log into his account and scroll through his photos until he came across a photo of him in trunks.
The photo was him at the beach posing in front of a rail with the ocean down below. His large pecs pushed against his fat hairy belly which was covering his blue trunks. What it did not cover was a large bulge that could be seen pushing against the fabric. I thought it was a trick on my eyes but I could have sworn the photo was still changing as the bulge began to push out more and take up more space in that already tight pair of trunks.
“Ha! See? I got my big fat rod shoved in those trunks. No need to worry. Besides now that my classes have ended early I can just quit and do something else. Maybe I can get into camming. I hear there’s a lot of good money there, especially if I show off this body.” He flexed his bicep again and leaned over to kiss it, gently making his stubble scratch against it.
It wouldn’t be so bad to see Richard joining the camming community. Hell, it’d be hot even. Not only with his big hairy bear daddy body, but also with that monster cock. He’d probably make a lot of tips and would probably be set for life.
We cleaned up and returned back to the bedroom. The smell of musk wafted through the air. I could smell the countless loads Richard had been pumping out. I sat on his bed and decided to watch some television while he got as dressed up as he could. He said he was going to go out for a jog. He claimed he liked his current body, but still wanted to remain healthy so he had been doing a few exercises here and there throughout the day. He pulled on a campus sold sweater to act as a shirt. It only covered up to half of his stomach with the rest exposed. He put on his purple jockstrap which strained heavily in the back and now a lot in the front. Both his balls spilled out of the pouch which was currently being occupied by a large trouser snake. His gym shorts looked painted on by the time he pulled them up. He came over and kissed my cheek and headed out.
The sun had already set and the street lamps had already turned on about an hour ago. I checked my phone to see what time it was. It was already 8 p.m. and Richard still wasn’t back yet. I decided to call him but heard the front door slam shut. The sound of his large feet slapped against the stairs as he climbed them one by one before appearing in the doorway. The large mass of a man I’d grown to worship stood before me. It was dark, but I could see the sweat dripping down his face and the sweat that drenched his sweater. He walked over in front of the television and I turned on the light. Immediately my attention was drawn to the large fold in his gym shorts.
“Sean, I need to get these off immediately. It keeps pinching me and feels so tight.” He waddled over to the bed and I got up. We strained to get the gym shorts off of his ass first, which was becoming easier now that we’ve had multiple chances to practice. Next came the tug in front. It took a few tries but then Richard was free. The large purple bulge bounced as it was freed from its tight confines. His big balls now larger and hanging out even more filled my sight. I could see the strap beginning to dig into his waist, causing his skin to turn red.
“Don’t worry, babe, I got you.” I rushed to his desk and pulled out a pair of scissors. I attempted to pull the waistband away from his body as much as I could but it was so tight it was difficult to, plus it was hard to get a good angle due to me bumping into his belly quite often.
“Please hurry, babe! It hurts so much! I can feel it stretching!” Richard was now in a panic like how he’d been when his stomach began to swell up like a balloon. I inched my way around the sides of his waist which created a loud snap sound. His cock was free from his pouch and hung down like an elephant’s trunk. It was thick and radiating so much heat. The large mushroom head reached down lower than before at dinner and it looked even fatter, as if it just had a good meal.
“I was on my jog when I felt it begin to bounce around a bit. It was kind of nice but the longer I ran the more it felt like it was growing.” he looked down at amazement at his monstrous manhood.
“You were right babe, sometimes thing can get too big!” he moaned as he brushed a hand over his overly sensitive dick.
“I’ll be right back!” I shouted as I made my way downstairs to check up on the book.
I quickly pulled the book outside of my backpack and flipped the pages to the current chapter that was affecting Richard. The star had 4 points and was almost reaching its fifth. I watched at the red ink slowly form a tip and connect the fifth side of the star like a clock’s hand going around in a full rotation.
“Oh fuck!” Richard’s voice boomed throughout the house. The star had fully been marked. I rushed back upstairs.
Richard stood in the middle of the room looking bigger than ever. Not only was his cock looking bigger, but so was his stomach, his biceps, his ass, just everything overall. His hair looked thicker too. I slowly approached him.
“I think it’s over, babe. You can rest now.” I sat down on the bed and he joined me, causing the bed to creak.
“I think I’ve grown some more.” His voice was deeper now.
“Looking back at the book, I think what caused everything was your wanting of a bigger dick, but you said it was too big, so it must have stopped. Plus, I think your testosterone increased too. It’s probably what made your dick bigger and you even hairier.” I rubbed my hand against his enlarged thigh.
We both stared at each other for a moment. Richard was still sweating but his breathing was beginning to regulate. We both took a moment to look down and admire his newly acquired monster appendage. It lay there like a sleeping snake. We exchanged glances. I immediately got up and grabbed the tape measurer. Both of us knew we were thinking of asking the same question. Richard held down his cock and I slowly rolled the tape measurer down the fat shaft. It kept going and going and going.
“R-Richard. It’s 14 inches soft.” I gulped and held the fat beast in my hand. I then took the tape measurer and began to wrap it around the center of his cock where it was the thickest. “And it’s 10 inches around. You could kill someone with this meat club!” My eyes looked like a little kid who just walked into a candy store.
I decided to measure Richard’s height. He now topped out at 7’2. He seemed excited, which caused his dick to rise closer to its true glory. He then moved over to the bathroom scale and stood on it. It maxed out at 350 pounds. On a regular man he would come across as obese, but I bet his fat cock weighed at least ten of those pounds. Finding out his weight was the straw that broke the camel’s back. His dick was now at full mast so we measured it. The beast reached the tape measurer at 17½”.
We returned to the bed and I began to suck on it like a baby’s bottle. Richard was rubbing the lower half of his dick while I sucked the large mushroom head, creating audible pops to fill the room. I tugged on his balls a couple times, each one filling the palm of my hands. We both knew that dick wasn’t going to fit inside of me so I kept servicing him and he’d flip me over to rub it against my crack. He humped and moaned for what seemed like forever. Eventually he let loose a load so big it splattered again his bed frame, making it look like frosting was dripping down. Together, we laid down on his bed. He held me close against his stomach with his cock rubbing against my back. I cuddled against his hairy stomach for warmth and he held me tight in a bear’s embrace. His cock slightly twitched, which I felt ride between my legs like it was cradling me.
The book still remained on the dining room table, waiting to tell another story.