Tit hype

by Writ Bro

Between jobs? How about £5000 in three weeks to take part in medical trials? Who knows, you might even like the side effects.

Added: Sep 2020 Updated: 17 Jul 2021 19,822 words 11,532 views 4.5 stars (4 votes)

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Lewis sat down in the arm chair in the living room of his Central London flat, exhausted. He never regretted choosing this line of work but damnit, it did tire him out to no end.

He absentmindedly rubbed his large tits. They were the result of a procedure that everyone seemed to be obsessed with. Initially, he hadn’t been quite sure about the tits themselves but he knew he wanted the rest of those muscles.

He had seen how the guys on stage had flexed their enormous biceps and spread their lats like no bodybuilder ever had before. Lewis had only been able to dream of becoming this big.

And the obscene tits? They were just part of the package. But as Lewis had grown bigger and stronger, his had fallen in love with his enormous breasts.

And the men he served, loved them too. They eagerly drank his milk and serviced him. And Lewis had built up a steady stream of clients that allowed him to pay back the enormous loan he had taken out to grow to his current size.

But the money was quickly becoming no problem whatsoever. He was able to demand so much money that only the richest men in the world were able to afford servicing him. And they flew him across the world in first class, sometimes even in private jets, to enjoy his company.

As he absentmindedly stroked his left breast, he smiled. He had a few hours left before he was flying to Vegas in a private jet. He got up, realising he needed some sleep before he took off. He didn’t want to look tired for his favourite client.

8 Years Earlier

Tyler woke up after another long night of restless sleep. With all the problems in his life, he hadn’t been sleeping well for a couple of months now and it really started to take its toll.

Tyler slowly got up and started to get dressed. Not for any particular reason, it wasn’t like he had a job to go to. But he wanted to try and get his life on track as he fired up his laptop and started to look for jobs, again.

It was frustrating. Tyler had lost his job three months ago now and if that wasn’t enough his boyfriend of three years had left him less than a month later. Tyler had seen the guy Jack had run off with and he could see why he preferred him over Tyler.

Jack’s new boyfriend was beautiful. A model probably. And Tyler knew he must spent a lot of time in the gym because although he only seen pictures of the guy in a tank top when stalking Jack on Facebook, he could see how huge his biceps were.

Tyler grimaced as he sat down and started to look through jobs. There were plenty of things in Manchester he could do, and although he got plenty of interviews, he never seemed to do well enough at them.

But then his eye suddenly caught an advert he hadn’t noticed before. It simply read: *Earn up to £5,000 in three weeks by joining medical trials.*

Hmmm, Tyler thought. That seemed a bit risky. But it really was a lot of money. It would cover his rent for the next six months and he’d still have enough to live on.

He clicked on the advert and started to read.

Join in a range of medical trials and earn up to £5,000 during the trials.

These are stage 1 clinical trials, meaning it’s the first time we are testing these newly developed drugs on humans. They have already passed extensive animal and virtual testing.

Test subjects will be housed in a special facility for up to three weeks, depending on the drug being tested. During this time they will be regularly observed while receiving the doses of the drugs. Furthermore, they will receive all meals during this period.

Tyler smiled, a bit apprehensive. He wouldn’t just make money, but he would save a bit on his food and bills too.

Fuck it, he thought. I need the cash.

He opened the application form and immediately noticed it was highly complicated. He got to work, filling in his basic personal information such as address, but also his full medical background and personal stats.

When he finished he looked over the form and sighed. Yup. He really was 5’5”. And yup, he really was only 100lbs. Even his poor eyesight was stated on the form. As he pushed his glasses back up to his nose he pressed submit.

He had no idea how quickly he would hear back so after looking at more jobs he went to make himself some breakfast and a cup of tea.


A few days later Tyler had forgotten about the form. He had passed his days through a combination of job hunting, another failed interview and playing on his Xbox.

He was sitting at home in just his boxers when his phone rang. It wasn’t a number he recognised and even his phone didn’t recognise the area code. He hesitated but decided to pick up. Maybe the job he had interview for had changed their mind and wanted to hire him after all.

“Hello?” He said, still a bit hesitant.

“Hi there. Is that Mr Tyler Bryant?” a masculine voice on the other end of the line said.

“Uhm, yes speaking?”

“Is it okay if I call you Tyler, or do you prefer Mr Bryant?” the voice asked kindly.

“Tyler is fine.”

“Great! My name is Dr Mark Hoffman, calling from ClinTry. Tyler—you applied to us a few days ago to participate in phase 1 clinical trials and we wanted to let you know that your profile is a match for one of the drugs we’re currently testing.”

“Oh yeah I did. Oh that’s great. What does that mean?”

“Well, our facilities are based in a private location to reduce corporate espionage. But we would like to invite you in at a City Centre location in Manchester to do your initial medical assessment and to just confirm the details in your application form. If that all goes to plan, we would like to invite you to our facility for a three week period to run the trial.

“It’s a given of course that you will receive some compensation for the initial screening, this is worth £100. The total value of the three-week trial for you is the full £5,000.”

“Oh—okay.” Tyler stammered.

“Is this something you’re still interested in?”

“Yeah possibly. I have a few questions though. If I pass the screening but don’t feel comfortable going through with the process, do I still get the £100?”

“Yes, you do.”

“And how will I be traveling to the clinic if it’s in a secret location?”

“We will send a car to your house with tinted windows which you cannot see out of. The journey will last anywhere between two and six hours. We won’t allow you to bring any time keeping devices or indeed any other digital devices as we of course do not want you to use your GPS to determine where the facility is.”

“What will I be able to do at the facility all day?”

“Great question. For this particular trial, it is actually highly necessary that you work out regularly while at our facility. You will be assigned a personal trainer who will make sure you know the ropes.”

“Oh.” Tyler wasn’t expecting that.

“Is there a problem, sir?” Dr Hoffman asked.

“I just wasn’t expecting that during a medical trial.”

“It is a bit unusual but it is the nature of this drug. Are you at all comfortable in the gym?”

“Not really no…”

“Well, if you would be interested, we are looking for a few of the test subjects, preferably those without much gym experience, to spend some time in the gym prior to coming to our facility.”

“What does that involve?”

“It means that we will assign you a personal trainer prior to coming to our facility who will help you. I see from your form you are not currently in employment?”

“That’s right.”

“Well this addition would see you do three weeks of guided weightlifting exercises prior to coming here. For this three week period, we would pay you an additional £3,000 if you would be interested.”

Tyler had no interest in working out. Although… He was thinking about Jack’s new hulk of a boyfriend. And the money. Oh god the money! £8,000!

“I’d be very interested in that.”

“Oh excellent, I’m glad to hear that. We would also help you put together a specialised meal plan and of course we’ll be providing you with the required food.”

“Okay! Tyler got more and more enthusiastic. When can I come for the initial assessment?”

“Well, it’s 2 p.m. now. From the address you provided, it should take you thirty minutes to walk to the City Centre, correct?”

“Uhm yeah I guess so.”

“Well how about 3 p.m.?”

“Oh uhh sure. Yeah that’s fine. Where do I need to go?”

Dr Hoffman gave him the address. Tyler was a little bit startled that it was all moving so quickly. But he decided to go for it and quickly got showered and dressed before rushing out the door.

When he got to the address that Dr Hoffman had given him, he discovered it was only a discreet door in a side street of Manchester’s main gay area. He rang the doorbell and heard a buzzer go off that let him in.

Tyler walked up the stairs and found a small reception area.

“Mr Bryant?”

“Uhh yes, that’s me.”

“Excellent, we were informed you were coming. Please come in. The doctor will see you shortly.”

The beautiful blonde receptionist escorted him to a large and spacious room. It was a nice medical office, with a beautiful mahogany desk and bookcase on one end, with a medical examination table on the other.

“Please sit. Can I get you a glass of water?”

“Oh yes please.” Tyler said suddenly realising how thirsty he was.

The receptionist came back a moment later with a glass of water. Despite being gay, Tyler couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. He averted his gaze, not wanting her to think he was staring.

When she closed the door behind her, Tyler took another look at the room. It seemed like a mostly normal doctor’s office, if not a bit overly furnished.

As he looked intently at the bookshelf, the door behind him opened. Tyler looked up and to his surprise saw the most beautiful doctor he had ever seen.

“Mr Bryant. Welcome. I’m Doctor Marsen. I’ll be doing your quick assessment today.”

“Nice to meet you Doctor.” Was all Tyler managed to say.

Dr Marsen must have been at least 6’4”, with a striking jaw line and high cheekbones that were emphasised by his blond curly hair. He must have been in his mid-30’s, although he could be a bit younger. He was wearing a simple white button-up shirt and trousers.

Tyler couldn’t help but notice that every part of Dr Marsen seemed to be bulging. His biceps just as much as his crotch.

“Let’s start with the basic measurements. Could you please undress?”

Tyler had figured this was coming. He did as he was told and within a few moments stood in front of the hunky doctor in just his tighty-whities.

“Classic choice of underwear. But I’m afraid you need to strip those off too.” The doctor said with a smile on his face.

“Oh, okay.” Tyler said a bit surprised. He hesitated, but Dr Marsen’s intense stare told him he had no choice.

“I already know your stats from your form, Mr Bryant, unless you have not been honest. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of in this office.”

Tyler realised the doctor had known why he was doubting but that made no difference. He stripped off his briefs and felt his last bit of dignity fall to the floor with them.

“Alright, great. Come over here and step on the scales please?”

Tyler did as he was instructed. “101.5 pounds. Pretty much as you said.

“And if you come here, I will measure your height.”

He picked up a form from his desk scribbled something in the first box.

“5 feet, 4¾ inches tall.”

Fuck sake, Tyler thought to himself. He wasn’t even 5’5”.

“And now I’m going to measure the size of your various body parts so just bear with me.”

Dr Marsen grabbed a tape measure and started to measure Tyler’s entire body, writing down the various measurements at each step. He started with his neck, before moving down to his biceps, wrists and chest. He worked his whole way down to the ankles and feet.

Right, lastly I need to measure your penis, in both the flaccid and erect stage.

Tyler sighed. He wasn’t sure how he hadn’t gotten hard yet with the Doctor running his hands up and down his body.

“Uhh, all right, sir.” He said, a bit nervous.

Dr Marsen put the tape measure at the base of Tyler’s cock and moved it down to the end.

“2 inches flaccid,” he muttered under his breath. “And now I do need you to get it erect. Shall I leave you to it or do you want some help?”

Tyler was a bit surprised and didn’t know how to react.

“I can do a number of things. I can give you prostate stimulation if you like, as you have indicated you are gay on the form?”

“Uhm, I’m not sure if that would be ideal…” Tyler said, getting more and more nervous.

“Some guys really like sucking dick. Maybe you would like to suck mine?”

Now that really surprised Tyler. But he couldn’t resist dropping to his knees in front of the beautiful doctor.

“Hehehe I guess that’s a yes to that idea.” The doctor smirked and unzipped his pants, pulling his dick out.

Tyler’s eyes bulged. The dick in front of him was huge! It must have been at least eight inches long, if not a big longer. And it was still soft.

“Fuck! That’s huge!” Tyler said, surprised.

“Yeah, it takes a bit of work to get in your mouth,” the doctor said, sounding increasingly dominant.

Tyler couldn’t resist any longer and eagerly took the big head into his mouth. Immediately he could feel the cock start to harden inside him as he tried to swallow more and more of the massive length.

“That’s it, you’re doing really well. You’re already half way,” the doctor said, encouragingly.

But Tyler wasn’t encouraged. He felt like he should’ve at least taken three quarters by now. How big was this thing hard!

He pushed a bit more and managed to feel the head entering his throat. He gagged as he struggled but refused to give up. He had forgotten why the doctor had asked him to suck his cock in the first place. When the huge tool was revealed he couldn’t think of anything else but taking that cock.

The doctor smiled. He knew he had this effect on people. Both men and women would throw themselves at his feet to worship his cock. If only Tyler knew what was in store for him.

Tyler had started to really struggle, hardly making any progress. The doctor gently put his hands on the back of the twink’s head, slowly exerting more force and pushing Tyler onto his massive dick.

It was fully hard now and Tyler looked up at the Doctor, who smiled at him.

“You’re doing very well. Just a few more inches.”

Tyler tried to say he couldn’t do it. He didn’t know how to make more space for something this big. But the doctor read the look in his eyes differently. He thought Tyler wanted it hard.

And with that misinterpretation, Dr Marsen grabbed Tyler by his brown hair and started to violently fuck his throat. Tyler immediately gagged and choked, struggling to keep up with the doctor’s intense pace.

But the doctor didn’t care. As usual, his animalistic instincts took over and once he got fucking, there was no way to stop him. Tyler tried to breath but the doctor just wouldn’t stop, and his grip was too tight to escape.

Eventually, long after Tyler thought he would’ve passed out, he suddenly realised he was managing to breathe through his nose while the doctor’s cock was slamming deeper and deeper into his throat.

Suddenly, Tyler was again not able to breath. He quickly realised his nose had been slammed straight into the doctor’s crotch, pushed down by the force as he lightly gagged on the monster dick inside him.

“Fuck, that’s it, man. You’ve taken the full length of my cock. And now you’re gonna take my load.”

The doctor must have been close, because as soon as he said that, Tyler could feel the cock expand and explode deep inside him. He barely had to swallow as the doctor dumped his load straight into his stomach, his huge cock reaching way beyond where Tyler was expecting.

When Dr Marsen eventually retreated his cock, Tyler’s eyes bulged at the sheer size. He had thought it would grow a bit. But not that much. It was at least 13” long, if not bigger.

“Fuck doc. That cock is huge,” Tyler said, gasping for air.

“And you took it very well Mr Bryant. I am very impressed. Now let’s quickly measure your own cock before it gets soft again.”

He grabbed the tape measure again, repeating the procedure had had done earlier. From the corner of his eyes, Tyler could see the doctor wrote down 4.5” on his form.

He couldn’t help but sigh. He knew the truth but it still hurt to see it written down.

“All right, Mr Bryant, I think we’re done. Thank you very much for your time and I really think you’ll be well-suited to this clinical trial.

“I will let head office know and I think they’ll get a personal trainer out to you with a day or two. They’ll give you heads up.”

Tyler didn’t know what to say. The session seemed to have ended rather suddenly. He simply shook the doctor’s hand and walked home in a daze.


The next day, Tyler got a phone call early, waking him up.

“Hi, is that Tyler Bryant?”

“Uhm yes.”

“Hi Tyler, my name is Jake Cooper. I have been assigned as your personal trainer by ClinTry. I was wondering when you may be free for your first session? We’ll be seeing each other seven days a week for three weeks. After that you’ll go off to the ClinTry facility for the testing portion of the trial.”

“Uhm okay. I assume I need to sign some paperwork?”

“You will need to sign an interim agreement. You can still pull out after our three weeks together although you would no longer get your £3,000. Before you go in for the testing portion, you’ll be asked to sign the final paperwork.”

“Hmm, okay. Sure. I can do today at any point.”

I may as well get this show on the road, Tyler thought to himself.

“Great. Well, if I text you the address, can you meet me there at say 1 p.m.? We’ll grab some lunch and I’ll chat you through some stuff before going into the gym. And don’t worry about gym clothes. I’ve got all your measurements so made sure I’ve got some stuff for you.”

“Okay then. I’ll see you at 1 p.m.”

Soon after Tyler got the address texted to him. It wasn’t far from his house so he left at quarter to one. He was glad he didn’t have to go out and buy gym clothes. ClinTry seemed to think of everything.

He was waiting outside a small neighbourhood caffe for no more than 5 minutes before a handsome man came up to him.

“You must be Tyler. I’m Jake.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Tyler was impressed. This is exactly the kind of personal trainer he would’ve gone for. Drop dead gorgeous. He was a towering hulk of black man, at least 6’4” and his beautiful chocolate skin was almost radiating in the sunlight. He was wearing just a tank top and a pair of shorts, showing off his bulging body.

His Nike trainers finished off the look and Tyler couldn’t help but notice that his feet looked huge.

“Let me get you a drink.” Jake said in his deep, authoritative voice. “Grab a table and I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Tyler noticed how both posh and pleasant Jake’s voice was. He sounded like he could read the news on the BBC. He drooled a little bit as he watched Jake buy some drinks at the counter, his shorts highlighting his incredible bubble butt.

Tyler realised he was staring but he was sure Jake had caught him looking just before he had turned away. Oh well. He was going to have to get used to being around this man.

“Here you go. A good protein shake for you. You’ll be getting loads of these in the coming weeks. And this is a protein and fibre rich salad for lunch. It is nice and light so it shouldn’t stop you from having a good workout.”

“Oh thanks.” Tyler had really hoped for a coffee, he could’ve done with some caffeine. He wasn’t too fussed on the salad but he started to slowly eat it.”

As he did so Jake started to ask questions. “So you’re currently unemployed right?”

“Uhh yeah, that’s right. Struggling to find a job I have to admit.”

“That’s okay, I totally understand why you’re doing this in the meantime.

“It means you do have lots of time for me so we’ll being seeing each other seven days a week. You’ll still get one rest day every three days and the workout programme I have put together consists of a range of different approaches over the three weeks.

On the rest days we’ll meet up, do some stretching, yoga etc.

“For example, the first six days, we’ll be doing six full body workout sessions. This means we don’t focus on just one muscle group. The remaining twelve sessions will be focussed.

“Now, the way this is set up is that you spend about two hours with me in the gym for each session. Sometimes it may be a bit less and sometimes it may be a bit more.

“I’ll also talk you through your food programme. There will be a delivery of meals tonight at your house and it is really crucial to eat every single one you are delivered.”

And so they went to work. Jake first showed him the plans for the first six sessions. Tyler had no idea about the various exercises and he could see Jake was starting to suspect the first few sessions may take a bit longer as he still had to teach Tyler all the techniques.

And the food programme was mind boggling. Tyler had never been a big eater and this trial demanded he eat 4,000 calories! Jake assured him it was less than the average bodybuilder but that didn’t help the fact that Tyler just didn’t each much at all!

Once Tyler had finished the salad—which he barely could—they went off to the gym. To his surprise they walked into a huge warehouse which just seemed to be filled with free weights, squatting racks and other things that Tyler didn’t really know. All the guys he could see were massive.

“This is a really good gym to go to if you have to be serious about working out. Everyone will help spot when necessary and encourage you in your ways. Obviously you don’t need to worry about that for the next three weeks, because you’ll have me!

Tyler managed to just get a slight smile on his face. Jake was obviously very excited to help him out. Now, go put these on and we’ll get started!

Tyler took the bag Jake gave him and found the changing rooms. He discovered that Jake had given him a virtually identical outfit to his own and as he spotted himself in the mirror he realised he looked ridiculous. His skinny frame did not suit the tank top, his wire-y arms looking pathetic. And his legs looked even more bizarre in the short shorts.

Ugh. Best get on with it. Tyler thought. £3,000!

Three hours later Tyler was covered in sweat. Jake had really worked him hard and Tyler could feel himself aching everywhere. They walked together to the showers and Jake handed him a towel.

“I’ll see you in a few minutes,” he said, walking off with his own towel, finding a cubicle.

Tyler followed his lead, finding a cubicle and quickly turning the hot water on. He thoroughly washed the sweat of his body, letting the hot water have its suiting effect on his aching muscles.

“Alright Tyler. I’ll see you here tomorrow at 2 p.m.? And don’t forget your meals arrive tonight at 8.”

“Thanks Jake. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”

And so Tyler went home, hardly able to walk.

Once he got home he had another hot shower to try and relax his muscles. He thankfully didn’t have to wait for too long before his food arrived and he was shocked by the sheer quantity.

He had been expecting a lot, but this much! Before bed tonight, he still had to consume two meals.

He was glad he didn’t have to cook them though, just straight in the microwave and done. To his surprise, the food was full of flavour and he devoured the full meal at once. The second one was a bit of a challenge, but that was okay. He could sleep in the next day so he had plenty of time to let his food settle.

And so Tyler’s days started to progress. He was exhausted but by his rest day he could feel an energy inside him that he hadn’t know before. He mentioned it to Jake while they were doing yoga and he said it simply came from exercising.

After the first week, Tyler was convinced he was starting to get bigger. He didn’t have a set of scales at home and Jake refused to let him use the scales in the gym when he mentioned it.

“Don’t stress about it. You may think you’ve grown much more thank you actually have. Just be motivated by what you see in the mirror.”


Tyler stuck to his usual workout routine but by the 10th day he was sure his arms were looking much better in the tank top Jake had given him.

To his surprise, the three weeks flew by. He had just finished his last session with Jake and tomorrow a car was picking him up to take him to the ClinTry facilities.

“All right, you have done amazingly well, Tyler. You have really improved. I think it’s time to weigh you.”

“Really?” Tyler said, completely surprised.

“Yeah. I think it’s good for you to realise both the progress that you’ve made and how hard it is to make progress.

“Just bear in mind, most of clients who do this programme gain about 10 ounds in the first three weeks.”

They walked to the changing rooms together.

“On you go.” Jake said as they reached the scales.

Tyler stepped on them. He had been just over 100 pounds three weeks ago.

Now, the scales hit 117 pounds.

“Well done, mate!” Jake said enthusiastically. “That’s really good. I think you have really shown yourself to have a knack for weightlifting so I do hope you continue after the trial is over!”

Tyler nodded. He was getting more nervous for his journey tomorrow.

They walked into the deserted locker room. Jake took his time compared to normal, slowly undressing himself until he was standing in front of Tyler in just his briefs.

Tyler couldn’t help but look although he tried to do it discretely.

“It’s okay to look. You deserve an award at the end of three weeks and such an achievement.”

Tyler was confused.

“If you want it of course.” Jake added.

“I-I-I guess it depends on what it is…” Tyler stuttered.

“I think you can guess. Let’s find a big shower cubicle shall we?”

Jake led the way as Tyler just managed to grab his towel. They entered the largest cubicle at the very back of the locker room. Jake grabbed Tyler’s head, leaned down and kissed him.

It took Tyler by surprise. Jake’s touch was gentle and considerate, his soft skin feeling safe on Tyler’s face. After a moment of hesitation, Tyler started to kiss back and before he knew it, he was passionately making out with the most beautiful man he had ever met.

They heard someone come into the locker room and Jake quickly turned the shower on. As the warm water started to hit their bodies, Jake—in one swift motion—stripped off his underwear.

Tyler couldn’t help but stare anymore. The cock that Jake had just revealed was the most enormous thing he had ever seen. If he thought Dr Marsen had been big, he had been mistaken. It must have been at least 14 inches. And those balls—they must have been the size of oranges!

Without thinking Tyler got on his knees. He had to try and suck that. Jake didn’t stop him and within moments Tyler had eagerly swallowed the head and started to try to take as much of the still-soft cock into his mouth and throat.

Jake gently pushed as Tyler sucked harder and harder. He surprised himself as more and more of the long shaft disappeared inside him. As he looked up he could see Jake smile.

“You’re doing really well,” Jake mouthed, so not to make too much noise.

Tyler kept pushing forward. It was though Dr Marsen had managed to switch something inside him that allowed him to now easily take cocks of this size because it seemed far too easy.

But he wasn’t complaining, instead he passionately started to suck, moving his head up and down and running his tongue along the shaft.

Suddenly Tyler pulled out.

“Fancy trying something else?” he whispered in Tyler’s ear.

Tyler looked confused. “What do you mean?” he whispered back.

Jake revealed a little shelf behind his towel and on it was a bottle of lube. Tyler knew what Jake wanted but wasn’t sure how it would work.

“It’s okay. I will be gentle. And don’t worry, the lube is oil based. It’s very useful in showers.”

Tyler couldn’t really say no. He stood up and Jake got on his knees behind him. Within moments, Tyler could feel Jake’s tongue circling around his hole, massaging him and gently pushing his sphincter open to prepare him for the oncoming assault.

Tyler wanted to moan but had to suppress it—after all he didn’t want to get caught.

As Jake licked his hole, Tyler felt himself twitch. It had been a while since he’d been fucked so he was glad Jake was taking the time to open him up.

Eventually, he felt Jake get up and as Tyler put his ass out further to make it easier for Jake to find his hole he could feel his heart beating in his chest. He had no idea how this was going to work.

He couldn’t see what was happening but heard Jake squeeze some of the lube. Tyler twitched when he felt the cold liquid being applied to his hole and Jake gently inserted a finger.

“That’s it,” he whispered in Tyler’s ears. “Take it real slow.”

He did as he said he would. He gently fingered him, first one finger before building him up to the second.

Tyler couldn’t help but let a moan out. It felt good and the gentle stimulation was reaching his prostate.

“You want more?” Jake asked in an assertive tone.

All Tyler could do was nod. He wanted so much more.

Jake sped up, becoming a bit more aggressive, while still maintaining some gentleness. Tyler could feel another finger being added, and another.

Then he felt Jake take his fingers out and heard another squeeze of the lube. It was time.

He felt the head of Jake’s cock at his hole and again he felt himself twitch. Jake firmly placed his left hand on Tyler’s hip before he started to push inside him, spreading his hole wide open as the invasion slowly began.

This time, Tyler couldn’t help but let out a loud moan.

“Sssssssh. Gotta be quiet, Tyler,” Jake whispered.

“But it’s so big!” was all Tyler could say under his breath.

“You’re doing really well. Just enjoy it.”

Tyler struggled. Enjoying it would be a bit of challenge. An intense pain flowed inside him, the feeling like nothing he had ever felt. Nevertheless he could feel Jake pushing in further and further, the lube working like magic.

“That’s it, Tyler, take that big cock. You’ve only got a few inches left.”

“Oh fuck me!” Tyler said under his breath, shocked it wasn’t all in yet, the pain almost becoming too intense. Despite the pain, Tyler could feel his own cock straining, rock hard from the assault.

But Jake misinterpreted that and instead of slowly pushing in the last few inches he suddenly started to fuck Tyler, hard.

Tyler, who hadn’t been expecting it, let out another loud moan. The pain intensified as Jake wrapped his hand over Tyler’s mouth to silence him, which somehow turned Tyler on even more.

Tyler moaned violently into Jake’s mouth, not holding back anymore. As Jake’s cock split his ass open he could feel his own cock leaking precum on the shower floor.

As Jake fucked him, Tyler could slowly feel that the pain was joined by pleasure.

“Fuck, that’s it mate! You’ve almost taken the full length!”

That seemed to encourage Jake even more and suddenly he was fucking him even harder. Tyler moaned but was slowly gaining control over his feelings, able to limit the noise despite the ongoing pain he was enduring.

“That’s it. Now. Take. It!”

With each word, Jake thrusted his cock deep into Tyler’s ass. As Jake said the last word, Tyler felt his big balls slap against his ass.

“Fuuuuuuck that’s it.” Jake said, catching his breath for just a moment.

Tyler breathed a sigh of relief. Taking a moment to catch his own breath and feel Jake’s huge cock pulsing inside him. He had never felt anything like it.

“Ready for this?” Jake asked.

Tyler wasn’t and didn’t move his head. Jake was not keen on waiting though, and slowly started to move his rock hard 14” in and out of Tyler’s slowly loosening hole.

Tyler started to moan into Jake’s hands again, who eagerly sped up the pace. With long, fast strokes Jake now truly started to the anal assault on Tyler, slowly but surely stretching him.

Tyler could feel the pain slowly ebb away and being replaced by pleasure. If possible, he started to leak even more precum, an endless stream dripping from his cock down to the floor.

“Oh fuck Tyler, that ass of yours is fucking tight. You better be ready for this!”

Tyler braced himself, knowing what was coming. But he had no idea it would come that way.

With a few more long, deep strokes, Jake’s cock erupted. Cum was shooting deep inside Tyler and he could feel the hot liquid filling him up and Jake kept pounding him.

“Fuuuuuuuuck—” The feeling got too intense for Tyler, who could suddenly feel his own cock erupt, covering the wall and floor of the bathroom stall.

“Yeah, that’s it!” Jake said eagerly as he could feel Tyler’s ass clench around his cock as he shot his load. “I don’t think I’ve ever fucked a load out of anyone!”

“I don’t think anyone has ever fucked one out of me!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

Jake turned Tyler around and passionately kissed him.

“You’ve done really well over the last three weeks. You should be proud. Hit me up when you get back from the trial.”

And with that he grabbed his towel and lube, opened the door and walked out, leaving Tyler standing in the warm water.

He needed a moment to recover from his fuck but wanted to make sure he caught Jake before he left. He quickly washed off and turned off the shower, wrapped his towel around him and almost sprinted back into the locker room.

To his surprise it was empty. All of Jake’s stuff had gone. Tyler knew that meant he wouldn’t be able to catch up with him so decided to slowly get dressed and head home, and to bed. The car was coming to pick him up early and he really needed a good night’s sleep before that.

When Tyler’s alarm went off at 5 a.m., he immediately was wide awake. The car would be here in 30 minutes but he had been told not to worry about breakfast as food would be provided on the ride.

He quickly showered and got dressed, his suitcase ready and waiting. It was a small one as he had been told most of his days would be spent in a hospital gown. He had simply been instructed to bring some gym clothes, shoes, and a few outfits and that would be enough.

When a large, black limousine pulled up in front of his house, Tyler was surprised. He was expecting a ride, but nothing like this. He quickly went downstairs and the driver opened up the boot, lifted his suitcase in and opened the door for him.

Tyler was prepared for what was next but it was still odd to see. Inside the limousine he could not see out, at all. The windows were completely tinted.

But the interior otherwise was luxurious. There soft leather recliners were the most comfy Tyler had ever tried and there was a large area full of food and drinks for him to enjoy.

“Just so you know, sir,” the driver said, “It is expected that you finish all the food in the car before we arrive at the location. Now, I had best get going if we are to be on time.”

Tyler didn’t even get a chance to say anything as the driver closed the door and quickly started the car. Tyler sat back in the recliner and lowered the backrest.

Within no time at all, Tyler had fallen asleep. The early-morning start, combined with the exhaustion brought on by his workout (and fuck) and the gentle rocking of the road quickly put Tyler to sleep.

Tyler woke up when the driver spoke. “We’ll be arriving in an hour or so, Mr Bryant.”

Tyler almost immediately knew why he had woken him. He had to eat the food, and with the amount waiting for him he better get started.

Thankfully he immediately realised he was hungry. He had barely eaten last night after his workout and this would be a feast of a breakfast!

And he was right. Everything he ate was of the highest quality and prepared to perfection. A range of cold meats, cheeses, combined with lots of fibre and protein heavy items filled the shelves.

He thought he’d be full by the time he got halfway but he kept eating. Only towards the very end he started to struggle, but didn’t give up. He let out a big burp as he swallowed the last bite. He could hear the driver giggle.

“Sorry!” he said hastily.

“Oh, don’t worry. It was a lot of food to get through!”

After another little wait, during which Tyler sat, twiddling his thumbs he felt the car come to a halt. He heard the driver get out of the car and another few moments later felt a rush of cool air as the driver opened the car door.

Tyler got out, eager to stretch his legs and get going.

“Welcome, Mr Bryant. I hope you had a pleasant journey,” the driver said, before handing him his suitcase. “I hope you enjoy your stay here.”

With that he got back in the limousine and drove off. Tyler took a moment to look around and noticed he was deep in the country side. In front of him was a large country house that seemed to emanate prestige and secrecy. Tyler almost felt like he was suddenly at a spy agency.

He walked up to the large front door, which automatically opened. Inside the house looked completely different. To his shock it looked like a very modern hospital. The walls were painted completely white and large glass walls allowed visitors to look into the various rooms off the main foyer.

“Mr Bryant?” a friendly receptionist asked.

“Uhm. Yes.”

“Welcome to ClinTry.” He noticed the lady was beautiful, almost unnaturally so. “I will call someone over to escort you to your room. Would you like to take a seat?”

“Thank you.”

Tyler had barely sat down when another beautiful woman walked over to him. Darn, Tyler thought, I was hoping for a hot doctor…

“Mr Bryant, welcome to our facility. We appreciate you taking the time to come here today. I am the head of research here and will be introducing you to the team that is looking after you to do. I like to make sure each ‘patient’ is welcomed and really made to feel that they’re in capable hands while here.”

As she spoke Tyler was almost transfixed on her beauty. I’d better be not turning straight, he thought to himself.

“And of course, you do not need to worry,” she continued. “You are of course not a patient, but I think it sounds better than ‘test subject’.” When she finished her sentence she had a big smile on her face, showing her perfect white teeth. “If you follow me please.”

Tyler did so eagerly, following her down the corridors of what turned out to be an even bigger house than he could have imagined.

“Okay, here we go, Mr Bryant. This wing is where your trial will take place. Please note that this particular trial is entirely male run on request of the manufacturer. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

She shook his hand and once again flashed that beautiful smile. Tyler walked through the double glass doors and found himself in a slightly more comfortable environment. He was immediately approached by a handsome looking man.

“You must Tyler Bryant. Do you mind if I call you Tyler?”

“Uhm, no, of course not,” Tyler said, swooning a bit at the handsome man’s Scottish accent.

“Great, I’m Dr. MacMaster and I run this trial. I’ll give you a tour of this wing where you’ll be spending your next few weeks and explain the process as well.”

They started to walk down the corridor. As they walked, Dr MacMaster was pointing at the various facilities.

“This is the gym, which is a key part of this trial,” he said, pointing at a large gym space, almost entirely equipped with free weights, squat racks and other weight machines. A couple of pieces of cardio equipment were tucked away in the corner.

“And this is the dining room. At any one time we have perhaps 5 or 6 patients in the facility.”

It was a large and comfortable looking dining space, seating about 10 to 15 people. It looked like a modern restaurant with two large tables—the type of restaurant where you’d have to sit with strangers.

“And finally, this will be your room.”

The doctor opened a metal door opening up into a room that took Tyler’s breath away.

“Wow,” he said, shocked. As he looked across the room he saw what looked like a modern designer room. Every piece of furniture looked modern, yet comfortable and looked as though it had been designed by the best and latest in architecture and design. At the centre of a long wall stood a huge bed that seemed completely out of place in a hospital environment.

Although the large, old fashioned windows stood in contrast with the furniture, Tyler immediately noticed the incredible views they provided of the country side around them.

“We like to make our patients completely at ease while they’re here,” Dr MacMaster said. “This is not really a hospital at the end of the day. Although you’d be surprised by how suitable the bed is as a hospital bed.”

Tyler smiled. The doctor had clearly been asked these questions before.

“If you don’t mind sitting down, I’ll talk you through the next three weeks.”

Tyler sat down on the black leather arm chair as the doctor sat down across from him.

“How are you doing, Tyler?” he said first.

“Really well, thanks, at least physically. The gym over the last couple of weeks has been really good.”

“I’m glad to hear that. What about emotionally?”

“A bit stressed, considering I have been unemployed for a while but this trial will help alleviate that stress for a bit at least.”

“Okay. Well, let’s make sure we perhaps help you with just a bit more than just your physical health during your stay. As you can imagine, you have quite a lot of free time so we have a few coaches here that can really help you find a job when you leave us.”

Tyler just smiled and nodded. He hadn’t been expecting that and didn’t really know what to say.

“But on to the trial itself. It’s important for you to understand how we work and what we’re doing.

“Over the next three weeks you’ll be adhering to a strict routine every day. We’ll wake you up at 7 a.m. and give you breakfast. Between that and 8:30 you will have some personal time. At 8:30 you’ll be given a protein shake and you’ll go to the gym for three hours. At 12 p.m., we will serve you lunch. The afternoon is for relaxing, and you’ll get another snack at 3 p.m. Dinner is served at 7 p.m.

“Now, the trial will be administered to you every evening, starting tonight, at 10. After this you will go to sleep and hopefully wake up fully rested in the morning. Does that all sound good?”

“Okay, so I will spend quite a lot of time at the gym. Will I have off days?”

“No, you will not. The trial is testing your muscles’ ability to regenerate so the daily work out routine is vital. You will of course work out with a personal trainer who will dictate what exercises you do, which muscle groups you work on all that sort of stuff.”

“All right!” Tyler said, quite enthusiastic about the idea that this may help him develop a bit further.

“So it’s about lunch time. Today, we’ll start with gym time in the afternoon just to ensure you’ve had a workout before the first dose this evening.”

“Also, please make sure that you don’t share the exact details of your regimen with your fellow patients. Each trial is slightly different to test what may or may not have an impact on your body so we’ve got to ask you to stay discrete about your specific regime.”

Together they walked to the dining room where Tyler was introduced to a number of the other patients.

There were actually only three other patients in the facility at this point. Remi was a tall but very overweight black guy, Eddie a dark-haired, blue-eyed guy with glasses, and finally there was Jayesh, who was a short and stocky man from Indian descent. Over lunch Tyler found out they had all only been there for a couple of days and had followed roughly the same procedure as he had, although he was the only one who had taken ClinTry up on their pre-trial gym offer of £3,000.

Tyler was a bit disappointed. Only Eddie really struck him as good looking, but even he just had something lacking about him. Maybe it was his geeky attitude. At least the guys were all nice and said they had actually really enjoyed their experience so far, which raised Tyler’s hopes.

Lunch was perhaps a bit excessive with the brown rice, broccoli and chicken breasts pilled up high on his plate. Yet Tyler was starving and he and the others eagerly lapped it up.

After killing some time after lunch reading a book, Tyler was eventually introduced to his personal trainer.

Andrew, or simply Drew, was a towering hulk of a man. Tyler had never met anyone bigger in his life. He had thought Jake was big, but this…

Tyler took a brief moment to take Drew in. He must have been of Asian descent, with a strong square jawline and high cheek bones. His jet black hair was messy and seemed to stick out in every direction possible, almost as if he was an anime character.

He stood about 6’5” tall, taller than most men Tyler had ever seen. He was wearing just a tank top and Lycra tights with clean, white trainers. The tank top showed off his incredible biceps and pecs, as though the little bit of fabric was straining with every movement he made. And then there were his legs. They were the most beautifully sculpted legs, thicker than Tyler’s own waist. The tight Lycra showed off each muscle and crevice, making them look even bigger than they actually were. Underneath the Lycra, Tyler could see quite the bulge at the front.

“Ready for a workout?” Drew asked in a thick Scottish accent.

Tyler smiled. If it was with this guy, definitely!

“Just so you know, I am with you five days each week. Someone else will take you under their wings at the weekends, but I will be the one who will make you really change this week.”

Tyler got excited. Maybe this really was the chance to change his life and build his confidence and skills!

After a quick shake they got to work. Drew was the harshest and yet friendliest trainer Tyler could have wished for. In between the endless bicep curls and dumbbell rows they laughed and quickly got to know each other.

When the three hours were up and Tyler had finished his last set, Drew walked him over to the showers.

“Relax for the rest of the evening, and see how you feel tomorrow. This trial should really push your limits.”

With that Drew shook his hand and Tyler walked to his room where he sat down, exhausted.

At dinner, Tyler realised he was starving and once again ate a huge amount of food. He was surprisingly enjoying his first few hours here. The guys were nice, Drew was great and the food was pretty good too.

Just before 10 p.m. he got escorted to bed by Dr MacMaster and a handsome young nurse.

“This trial is administered by injection into the chest muscle. This allows for quick absorption and will let it spread rapidly and efficiently,” Dr MacMaster said as the nurse prepared the syringe.

Tyler really didn’t mind injections and so within moments it was done. Exhausted, Tyler fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

The next day the routine began in earnest. Tyler was surprised by how amazing he felt when he woke up. He could barely feel his muscles ache and instead his body felt revitalised.

He spent his personal time reading and in the afternoon spent some time with an interview coach practising interview techniques and working on his presentation skills.

And so the days started to fly by. After the first week, Tyler had to admit he had never felt better. Drew kept pushing and pushing his limits and Tyler was pleasantly surprised by the small changes he had started to see. The definition in his biceps and pecs was definitely becoming obvious and to his surprise he thought he was even developing some abs, although that could just be the lighting.

Yet, after another week, Tyler was starting to get frustrated. One by one the other guys disappeared without any warning. Tyler only saw one of the guys, Eddie, by accident once. It was about three days after he had last seen the black-haired geek when Tyler was working out in the gym. While doing some incline bench presses he saw him being walked out of the door by Dr MacMaster.

Tyler was surprised. He had lost the geek attitude, grown a few inches, and his face had somehow become more handsome. He now had the most striking jaw line, and combined with his seemingly newly grown cheek bones, he almost rivalled Drew’s good looks.

Tyler was now getting very confused. And that was all he saw of any of the other guys.

It was three days before Tyler was due to leave that Dr MacMaster and a nurse came into his room at 3 p.m. Tyler was alone in the facility now and as per usual, it was snack time.

“Sorry to disturb you, Tyler, but we’ve reached a key point in the trial and we now have to give you an additional injection.”

“Oh, okay. Sure.”

“If you just strip off your shirt, Mr Bryant,” the nurse said.

Tyler did as requested, standing in the middle of the room with his bare chest exposed. He couldn’t help but notice it was a bigger syringe than usual. He watched intently as a purple liquid filled his right pec.

He wasn’t suddenly overcome with exhaustion as he had been used to. Instead he felt more alive and awake than before. What was this stuff? he thought to himself.

Both the doctor and the nurse stood, watching him intently. Tyler was getting a bit worried based on their looks when suddenly an intense pleasure shot into his chest. It was as though his chest was orgasming.

“Fuuuuuuck!” he shouted, loudly.

“A different reaction to what we’ve seen before,” Dr MacMaster said matter-of-factly as he scribbled something onto his clipboard.

Suddenly the pleasure in his chest was replaced by pain, the most agonising pain he had ever felt. And it wasn’t just inside his chest but it rapidly started to spread throughout his body. Within moments, his abs, biceps, gluts were also on fire, the feeling flowing further and further towards his toes and into his fingers.

Tyler was now screaming in pain, so that it was becoming almost intolerable. But then it was suddenly over and the pleasure was back. But now, the pleasure was everywhere. Tyler smirked. His brain somehow knew what was coming, even though he wasn’t aware of it himself yet.

But then he felt it and his brain knew it was right. His muscles started to expand. It started in chest, his pecs rapidly swelling up, growing bigger and bigger. He felt the fat melt away around his abs while he was certain that his ab muscles grew bigger by the second.

He could feel the growth spread further, reaching his neck and biceps and upper legs at the same time. The sensation got more intense, filling Tyler with a pleasure he had never experienced before. As he felt his biceps and legs get stronger and stronger the sensations became overwhelming. Tyler was forced to close his eyes as the extreme ecstasy overpowered him.

As his muscles continued to grow, Tyler could feel his small cock getting erect. It was as though his balls were in overdrive, producing more cum in a few seconds than they had in a lifetime. As his calves swelled up, so did his balls. Tyler felt power rush through his whole body as he continued to feel his chest muscles expand. Suddenly, he felt his trousers rip off as the newly grown muscle tore it off at the seams and it unceremoniously fell to the floor.

As the growth appeared to reach a climax and Tyler felt stronger than he could ever have imagined being, he suddenly felt his balls explode. Dr MacMaster and the nurse looked on in awe, clearly not having expected this incredible result. As Tyler screamed in ecstasy and covered them in stream after stream of cum, they just stood there, in total awe.

When it was all over, Tyler collapsed on the floor. The nurse ran toward him and put his hands under his armpits, pulling him up.

“Are you okay, Mr Bryant?” he asked, sounding both concerned and excited.

All Tyler could do was laugh. He roared with laughter and as he did he felt his body shake, muscles flexing as he did so.

“We could not have predicted this, Tyler,” Dr MacMaster said. “This is an extraordinary result!”

“I want to see myself!” Tyler said, his voice deeper, booming loudly in the expansive room as he spoke.

The nurse walked him over to the full length mirror and as Tyler caught the first look of himself his jaw dropped. He realised he had grown but not this much. In fact, he had apparently grown about a foot. And the muscle had pilled on him to the extreme. He was huge.

“Nurse Jackson, can you go grab a tape measure please. And get Drew in here too.”

Jackson ran out of the room in the search for a tape measure and the hot personal trainer. As the room fell quiet, Tyler used the time to explore his new body. He had grown bigger than Jake. And bigger than Drew. He was bigger than any bodybuilder he had ever jacked off over.

But what struck him was the size of his chest. He wasn’t sure if it was because it had been the place he had been getting his injections, or if it was simply just a side effect of the concoction they had been giving him. But his chest could barely referred to as just chest anymore.

He simply now, had breasts.

He had to face it, but as he kept looking at himself in the mirror he couldn’t help but be okay with it. He looked sexy. Big bulging muscle tits standing out proudly on his overly muscular frame. Right underneath that they were beautifully complimented by a full ten pack of abs, which seemed to make his tits stand out even more. He started to stroke both his pecs absentmindedly.

“They look really good Tyler.”

Tyler almost jumped. He hadn’t realised Jackson had come back in, with Drew right behind him.

“Most guys would kill for a chest like that,” Drew continued.

“It feels incredible!” Tyler said, letting out a soft moan.

He looked at Drew. He looked amazing.

“Let’s measure you.” Drew said, taking the tape measure from Jackson’s hands. He looked like he was about to object but quickly realised he wasn’t going to win against the Asian muscle god.

“So height. 6’5”. Gained a full foot!

“Next, let’s put you on some scales. You were 100 pounds before you start this whole trial. I believe it was 117 pounds after you finished the first three weeks of working out?”

Tyler nodded and Drew directed Tyler onto a set of scales in the corner of the room.

“Let’s see… Holy crap Tyler!”

As Tyler had stepped onto the scales the analogue dial had shot up—past the 300 mark.

“340 pounds! That’s unheard of!”

“Yeah? I would’ve thought most bodybuilders would have been about that weight.”

“No not at all! Even the likes of Jay Cutler were only about 270 pounds during competition season.”

Tyler was shocked. He was bigger than most bodybuilders!?

“So let’s measure your body. Flex your biceps for me.”

He took the tape measure and first placed it around Tyler’s bulging biceps.

“Fuck me that’s impressive, Drew said excitedly. 33 inches!

“Now your waist. Wow, still only 32 inches.”

“Next your neck. That’s 24 inches”.

“And your thighs… Holy shit, those are some tree trunks! 39”!

“Calves… 28 inches.”

“Your feet… They would be a size 14. Very impressive indeed!” Drew sounded full of admiration as he took Tyler’s measurements, in total awe of the newly grown stud’s body.

“And now the best for last. Your chest.”

As Drew wrapped the tape measure around Tyler’s huge chest, Tyler could feel his heart booming in his chest. Somehow this was the one he was the most looking forward to. He wasn’t even sure what the size of normal chest was but his had to be a lot bigger!

“So a bodybuilder’s chest might be about 54 to 58. I think yours is going to be a lot bigger.”

It was as though Drew had read his mind.

“So let’s have a look…”

Tyler held his breath.

Fuck. Me. Tyler… This can hardly be true.”

“What is it Drew?” Tyler asked, extremely eager to find out.

“It’s…” Drew hesitated again. “It’s 83 inches.”

“Now, if we measure just underneath…”

Drew moved the tape measure down to just below the pecs.

“47”. Bigger than most bodybuilder’s chests! I don’t think they would make bras big enough to fit these tits, if you wanted to!”

Suddenly Drew could obviously no longer contain himself. He passionately placed his lips on Tyler’s, who couldn’t resist and eagerly kissed back. Although he was vaguely aware Dr MacMaster and Nurse Jackson were still in the room, he didn’t care for a second.

He couldn’t hold back and quickly managed to strip off Drew’s tight fitting tank top, revealing his hulking chest.

But Drew swiftly took charge. He dragged him to the bed and Tyler eagerly laid down as Drew straddled him and began to worship his tits, first carefully licking the underside before moving onto the nipples

As Drew’s tongue expertly explored the huge tits, Tyler moaned, his tits far more sensitive than anything he had ever felt. As Drew’s tongue reached his nipples, Tyler moaned even louder. The sensations running through his body make him shiver from top to toe.

“Fuck I love your tits, Tyler. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful in my life.”

“You’re beautiful yourself!” Tyler heard himself saying. His lust had taken over his brain and he was barely in control.

Tyler ran his hands over Drew’s Lycra clad legs, feeling his strong legs straddling his own muscular body. He heard Drew moan and could feel his cock hardening in the tight-fitting leggings. Tyler ran his hands over the length of the shaft and was shocked by the size of it. The Asian stud was exceptionally hung!

“You want my cock, stud?”

All Tyler could do was nod, his horniness too strong to talk.

Drew jumped up and stripped of the leggings and his jockstrap, revealing a thick, long cock. Tyler sensed it was perhaps just a bit thicker than Jake’s, although probably not quite as long.

“Open up, stud!” Drew said as he moved to straddle Tyler’s chest, which he somehow just about managed. His voice was sounding ever more commanding.

Tyler obeyed and opened his mouth wide. Drew quickly forced the head in and Tyler could immediately sense this was going to be easier than he expected. He pushed his head into Drew’s crotch, who gasped, surprised as at least half the shaft disappeared into Tyler’s inexperienced throat.

He didn’t know why he knew he could do it. Let alone how he could do it. But somehow his transformation had made things just a bit easier.

Drew took it as a good sign and forced Tyler’s head back onto the bed. He shifted his bodyweight and within moments started to fuck Tyler’s throat hard. Tyler was taken aback a bit, but yet he knew he could handle this. He let Drew take over and within minutes the full length of his enormous cock had somehow disappeared down his throat. And if it felt good for Drew, it felt incredible for Tyler.

“Fuck, you have one heck of a throat Tyler. Let’s see what that ass does.”

Within seconds he had lifted Tyler’s legs over shoulders and positioned his cock at Tyler’s twitching hole. He spat on his hands and rubbed it all over his cock and the hole underneath him.

Tyler had no clue how that was going to be enough. Surely they needed lube. But as Drew started to push his cock in, Tyler was surprised to feel that his ass opened up.

“Fuck that’s it, Tyler!” Drew said excitedly. “Take that fat cock!”

Tyler smiled. He was more than happy to take it and he smiled as inch after inch of the big meat slid into his slowly loosening hole.

Drew forced it in with more and more force, the cock disappearing at an ever increasing pace. Suddenly, Tyler could feel Drew’s big balls bounce against his ass and he knew he had taken the full length.

“That’s it, babe.” Drew said affectionately. “No one has taken my cock that easily!”

With those words Drew start to fuck, hard. Without further consideration for Tyler he slammed his cock in and out of Tyler’s twitching asshole at an incredible pace. Tyler could feel his own cock twitch as his hole was pounded.

From the corner of his eye he could just see the doctor and nurse with their own dicks out, masturbating. But Tyler didn’t care. He knew this would be quite the show and if he was watching he’d be doing the same thing.

They seemed to fuck for hours. Tyler’s own cock was constantly dribbling precum over his newly grown abs, while Drew’s precum seemed to be adding plenty of lube to keep them going.

Eventually, Drew’s breathing got heavier and heavier. He grabbed Tyler’s tits with both hands and as he thrusted in one last time, his dick exploded deep inside Tyler’s ass.

Drew passionately placed his lips on Tyler’s, who was finally pushed over the edge. Tyler was immediately disappointed that his load was still the same meagre size it had always been. Dispute the overall upgrade to his body, his cock and balls didn’t seem to have had the same benefits.

They lay there for a minute, Drew straddling Tyler’s enormous, hulking body. It was the most intense fuck either man had every experienced, all sensations heightened beyond belief.

Eventually Dr MacMaster got up. His cock was back in his pants but it looked as though he had eagerly cum all over his chest as his shirt still hung open, revealing the dribbling cum on his softly defined abs.

“Okay, that’s great, Mr Bryant. I think we have enough data to work with now. We’ll keep your routine up for a the remaining three days and then you can go home.”

And so they did. The workouts with Drew were much better than they had been before the growth, but that was to be expected. Drew had even come into work for the final two days Tyler spent in the facility, wanting to maximise their time together.

Tyler seemed to be putting on muscle much easier now. Within the three remaining days his pecs grew another few inches. Yet, disappointingly, his cock still lagged behind.

Overall, Tyler had to admit he was feeling much more confident. The facility had helped him select a new wardrobe as he was sure not to fit into his old clothes when he got back home. They were very good and assumed all responsibility for his new size, allowing Tyler to buy much nicer clothes than he had owned before.

When the final day came, he passionately kissed Drew.

“This is my number. If you ever want to hit me up…” Tyler said, pushing a piece of paper with his mobile written down on it as he was leaving.

“Uhm, okay, thanks!” Drew said with a mix of enthusiasm and concern. “I will have to check if I’m allowed to. It’s quite unusual for two people in this facility to have an experience like we have.”

“I know. I really hope you will call me though. I’d like to get to know you better.”

“I promise you I will do my very best,” Drew said with a big smile on his face. And with that they passionately kissed each other before Dr MacMaster walked him out of the facility.

“Now just remember Mr Bryant, if you have any further changes out of the ordinary, please contact Dr Marsen. He can have a look at you locally. You’re quite a fantastic specimen and I am sure there is interest in studying you further either way.”

With that, Tyler got into the blacked out car again and settled in for the drive home. His life was going to be very different.

“And welcome back to The Helen Show. We’re here with Cameron O’Toole, chief marketing officer of PecX, the new sensation that is changing the way we view male beauty. Cameron, tell us—how did PecX get started?”

“Well, Helen—it was actually a bit of a coincidence. We were trying to develop a drug that would increase muscle recovery. What we developed instead was a drug that just grew the muscles on men. But the drug also massively increased the size of the patient’s chest muscles—or pecs.”

“And you thought, this must be a commercial success?”

“Not at first. We actually continued to do clinical trials for quite a number of months to try and solve the problem. The thing is, the drug was administered by injection into the pecs so we thought that it lingered there and caused additional growth. We decided to spread the injection points but the body just didn’t respond to it—unless the injection was done into the pecs.”

“So that was the point you decided this product was going to have to succeed commercially.”

“Haha—not at all, Helen! We thought it was dead and we were ready to write it off. But suddenly our initial patient—who you all know and love, Tyler—started to become a phenomenon.

“He had met a guy who loved his pecs—or breasts, as he started to call them. And his new partner encouraged him to find clothing that highlighted his large chest. So, outside his work, Tyler started to wearing these tops that really showed off his breasts. He was proud of them and he noticed he started to get a lot of attention in the streets.”

“So I believe we have a video of that?”

“That’s right, let’s take a look and see how Tyler’s life changed.”

Cut to video:

[Tyler cautiously looks into the camera. He has already become a sensation but this is taking the next step.]

“At first when I started to wear more revealing clothing, encouraged by my partner, I was very nervous. I could feel my heart booming in my chest as I walked down the street.

“And absolutely I could see the stares from people. But where I perhaps expected some aggression or weird comments, the comments from people were… well, they were amazing.”

Cut to footage of Tyler walking down the street:

Tyler and his partner Jake are shown walking, hand in hand, down a busy shopping street. Jake is wearing shorts and a tank top, showing off his muscular physique. But you would barely notice him as you immediately look at Tyler, wearing skinny jeans and a crop top that barely stretches over his huge pecs. His big nipples are visible through the top.

“And people would come up to me, asking if they could feel them. And they’d be amazed when they realised they were solid muscle. I’d bounce them up and down and I could just see people drool over me.”

The footage continues, showing Tyler and Jake walking, as Tyler bounces his huge pecs, getting obvious stares from people passing by.

“And that’s when I realised I could perhaps use this. So I first started my Instagram channel where I would post pictures every day in different outfits. I think I gained 10,000 followers in the first three days. And it just kept growing.

“So I also started a YouTube channel. And that’s where I really started to monetise my breasts. The success was unreal, I now have a lot of corporate sponsorship and do appearance throughout the world. Honestly—my life is amazing and the reception to these…”

He bounces his pecs on camera.

“…has been incredible.”

Cut back to the interview:

“So, Cameron, that must have been a very strange thing for you to realise that this product was potentially very sellable.”

“Oh, absolutely. We didn’t expect this and especially as this was perhaps a year or two after the initial clinical trial. But it was decided to spin off the company and see if it would go somewhere.

“We did another set of clinical trials. We wouldn’t be allowed to sell the product until we had gone through the full range of clinical trials, of course. And so we equipped perhaps another 200 people with huge pec breasts over the following year or two. During that time, Tyler was in the unique position of being the only one in the world who had gone through the full programme.”

“I bet he was quite happy with that?”

“Oh definitely, why wouldn’t he be? He’s leading an incredible life, traveling the world and showing off his body.”

“But what happened with those clinical trials?”

“We made sure we recruited men who wanted this product and who wanted the breasts. And the success rate of the trial was enormous. There hasn’t been a single person who hasn’t grown the breasts and we have only uncovered a minor side effect of some headaches during the process. But they disappear after.”

“So it was a success?”

“Absolutely! The drug and process has recently been approved by the FDA in the US, but also by the EMA in Europe so we’re about to launch full scale across the world.”

“That’s amazing. Well, we now get the chance to meet one of the men lucky enough to be part of the clinical trial. Please welcome Kum Seo-jun!”

The audience bursts into applause as Seo-jun comes in though the large stage doors, enveloped in smoke. As he walks out of the smoke it’s clear his body is very similar to Tyler’s. He’s wearing skinny jeans and a v-neck tee that shows the deep crevice between his tits. He has strikingly handsome face, his square jawline and cheekbones highlighting his Korean background. He sits down next to Cameron on the sofa.

“So Seo-jun, tell us a bit about your experience with PecX?”

“Well, quite honestly it’s been amazing.” His accent is Australian.

“PecX has been life changing for me. Before I went into the clinical trial, I was a skinny, geeky looking guy and honestly—now I look like this.”

He jumps off the sofa and strikes a double bi pose. The tee strains under the pressure. The audience goes wild.

“That’s fantastic. So Cameron—how do people get a hand on this?”

“So we’re setting up two programmes. One for people to pay outright for the product. They can do that directly with us. And one in which they work with us to pay it in instalments. And for that they also just visit our website, which I believe is visible at the bottom of the screen.”

“Fantastic! So audience—are you ready to see some more of the men who have been lucky enough to experience the clinical trial to equip them with these amazing pecs!”

The audience whistles and cheers as the two large stage doors at either end open and about 20 men walk out. Dance music is blasting out of the speakers. Each of the men is dressed in just a pair of speedos, their bare chests exposed, bouncing their huge tits. The audience screams wildly as the men dance erotically.

Cut to commercials…

Backstage, Seo-Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t ever been on TV before so he had been quite nervous about the recording. Thankfully it wasn’t live but everything went according to plan.

“Well done, Seo-jun!” It was Cameron.

“Thanks, Cameron. Glad it all went well.”

“You did amazingly. So I think that settles it right, you’ll take the position?”

“You know what?” Seo-jun said carefully. “I will. I think it went quite well tonight and it felt good showing off these babies.”

He bounced his huge tits up and down proudly.

“Brilliant! I really think your image will be perfect for our first advertising campaign!”

“Will I still be able to do my own appearances?”

“Of course. You won’t be exclusive as such. But we’ll use your image on our advertising, one of a handful of models we’re using. Remember—we’ll pay you 0.5% of the profits of sales in the first year. And $1 million up front.”

“Right. I really hope it’s worth it.”

“Don’t worry—you get to travel the world and do appearances like this paid for by us. I’ll put you in touch with Kyle, he’ll be your assistant and manage your diary.”

And with that Cameron walked out of the dressing room.

It only took Kyle a few moments to get in touch. He sounded extremely feminine, but Seo-jun couldn’t help but find it quite cute.

“So—OMG—we have a busy schedule for you already! I am so excited. I will be traveling with you so I am traveling out to Los Angeles within hours! EEEP! I can’t wait!”

“Haha, okay, Kyle that sounds good! Where do I go first?”

“Well, we have a few more days in Los Angeles, making a few appearances in gay venues, sport stores and a men’s fashion show.

“And then we’ll leave Los Angeles to go to New York, London, Paris, then Berlin, Milan followed by Tokyo, Shanghai, Hong Kong and Singapore. We’ll spend next month in Australia—Brisbane, Perth, Melbourne and finally Sidney.”

“Oh shit, that’s a lot of traveling! I didn’t realise it would be that much!”

“Well, of course there’s a high demand for your appearance! OMG, I cannot wait! And there’s at least a night in each destination you can fill in yourself, to generate additional income. How do you want to fill those?”

“Well, I don’t know where to start really?”

“Okay—so, I totally thought you might say that! And really what you need is an agent. Or something like that. Now, PecX has put me in charge of arranging all your appearances. And because its advertising, they’ve all been free so far but loads of places are more than happy to pay.

“Soooooooo, I was thinking—I could totally arrange all your appearances and take—say 10%?”

“Hmm okay. That could work. But how do I know you’re not ripping me off? You know, taking a higher percentage?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get access to the email address we’ll set up for this and you can see each of the individual invoices!”

“But I’ve got to go just now, Seo-jun—my plane is taking off soon! Your hotel suite in the Waldorf Astoria is booked. A driver will take you over. There will be a tailor there to make you some new clothes. Both for appearances and day-to-day! Right—bye!”

Seo-jun barely got a word in during Kyle’s final monologue. He had to smile to himself. Kyle sounded cute. He always had a thing for cute, twinky boys. He just wanted to be muscular himself so he could throw them about. And now he had the body he couldn’t even have dreamed of and guys lusting after him.

He finished removing the makeup and finally got up. Outside the TV studio a luxurious limousine was waiting. Not stretched, just an elegant car with license plate PEC X. A driver opened the door and Seo-jun got in.

At the hotel, he was immediately walked to the lift and escorted to the presidential suite.

“I hope you enjoy your stay, Sir,” the bellboy said without ever taking his eyes of Seo-jun’s huge chest. In fairness, Seo-jun was still only wearing the skinny jeans and a v-neck tee that showed off his tits rather well…

Seo-Jun opened the door and was shocked by the size of the suit. Fuck was all he could think to himself. This place is insane. He walked through the penthouse suite, which was generously equipped with a massive kitchen, a huge 10-seater dining room and a massive king-size bedroom. And the bathroom was to die for!

Seo-jun almost squealed. This was amazing! He opened the door to the balcony, removed the jeans and tee and laid down on the sun lounger, feeling the hot rays hit his huge body, his speedo revealing a huge bulge.

This was a life he could get used to.


He had fallen asleep and only woke up when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

“Hey—uhm, Seo-jun?”

When he opened his eyes he saw a handsome man. Slim, maybe toned, but he couldn’t tell through the well-tailored suit he was wearing.

“Ah yes. Sorry, I must’ve fallen asleep.”

“Thats okay. I’m Jeff. Jeff Goodwin. I’m here to measure you for some new outfits.”

“Oh, of course. Where do you want me?”

“Well, we have the suit next door for the rest of the day if you want to come through. My team is all set up there. If you want to follow me?”

Seo-jun followed Jeff through to the other suit where a team of men and women were running around, sorting fabrics and items of clothing.

“So, Seo-jun, if I can ask you to stand over there,” he said, pointing at a stool in the centre of the room. All the furniture had been removed. “But first, I do need you to undress.”

Seo-Jun did as he was told, having lost his inhibitions when he finished the clinical trial. Not that there was much left to remove and so within moments he stood, bare naked, on the stool in the middle of the room. He could hear some of the attendees gasp as they saw his naked body in its full glory.

Jeff quickly got to work, measuring every single measurement. From the size of this feet to the length of his soft cock. Even his huge balls were measured.

The last thing to be measured was his huge chest. Jeff gently wrapped the tape measure around the full length, at the widest point. You could hear him gasp.

“Fuck me, Seo-jun. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“So how big is it?”

“95 fucking inches. That’s unreal! I think most bodybuilders don’t get over 60!”

“Wow, nice! I love them!” Seo-jun excitedly bounced his huge tits, much to the delight of the onlooking crowd.

“Now Seo-jun, I do apologise, but we do have to measure your penis as I think we need to make some space for it…”

“Oh yeah, of course!” Seo-jun said. “Go ahead!”

Jeff approached a bit more carefully. The penis was fully soft as Jeff placed the tape measure at the base. He gently ran the tape along the length of the shaft. “Fuuuuck. 16 inches soft,” he said out loud, so that everyone could hear it. They had seen how big it was but hearing its size was just unbelievable.

Next, Jeff put the tape measure around one of his huge balls. “12 inches in circumference. Geez, that’s insane!

“All right, that’s you all done. Grab a quick seat in the dining room and I’ll show you some of the plans.”

Seo-jun pulled on a pair of underwear and walked over to the dining room where he sat down, Jeff taking the seat next to him. He had brought a large book, seemingly filled with clippings and sketches.

“So this is just to give you a bit of a flavour. They are based on the photos taken immediately after you had grown. We’ll need to make a few alterations to accommodate your cock, but otherwise I think we’ll stick to the general concept.”

He licked his lips and continued. “So we’ve got a few categories. These are the sort of, night club, late evening outfits.” Seo-jun looked, somewhat in disbelief. Each cutting and sketch showed his huge body clad in ever more risqué outfits. From full-body lycra suits to more standard leather harnesses with a leather jockstrap and bicep straps. Everything emphasised the muscularity of the body and his huge muscled tits.

“Note that some of the garments will be very revealing,” Jeff said, sounding quite excited. “For example, this swim outfit. Not only will it be one of the few ones where there is nothing on your upper body, it also really highlights the size of your bulge.

“And then this is the somewhat more PG stuff, but a bit risky.” The pages were filled with crop tops, tanktops, short shorts, lycra and other revealing items—but nothing too kinky. “You could definitely wear it on the street. And it’s also intended as gym wear.

“And then finally the more formal wear. So we’ve got full suits and shirts. Each of these will emphasise your muscularity but realistically, it will be as covered up as you can be at your size.”

“Wow, okay, that’s really quite a range! It looks incredible.”

“Trust me, it will be! Your body definitely stands out from those that went through the clinical trials.”

“I thought we all looked fairly similar?”

“When they asked me to see who would be the best to model this new look, you were definitely my first choice. Your incredible jaw line, your cheekbones. And your body just looked that bit more refined and perfected. I can’t put my finger on it.

“But I definitely made the right choice! Anyways, I’ve got all I need! The only thing I just need to say is that for the next year, you’re required to wear all our clothing, even at your own appearances. But we’ll make sure there’s plenty of variety to choose from and most items we’ll make in multiple colours too!

“Now! Off you go. Next week it’ll be super busy so take the time to relax while you can.”


The next morning there was an early knock on Seo-jun’s door. Having just woken up, he tiredly threw on a dressing gown and stumbled to the door of his huge suite and looked through the peephole.

On the other side of the door was a short looking guy, whose hair was clearly dyed blonde. He was skinny, dressed in a perfect suit. His quiffed hair quickly made Seo-jun realise it was probably Kyle, his new assistant.

He quickly opened the door.

“Sorry,” he said apologetically, “I just woke up!”

“OMG that’s okay! I didn’t think I would be here so early, otherwise I would’ve let you know! I’m Kyle,” he said, both femininely and confidently.

“Hi Kyle. I’m Seo-jun. But I guess you knew that.” He shook his hand, a bit limp-wristed but nothing too bad.

“Haha! OMG you’re so funny! Let me talk you through the schedule and get to know each other!”

Seo-jun walked over to the living room and sat down on the sofa. He discreetly made sure his body was covered up as Kyle sat down across from him.

“So we’re having a few more days in town here before doing any meet and greets and appearances. They’re rushing some of the garments for you to wear.

“We’ll be going to two gyms, three LGBT+ venues and a business conference.”

“That’s an interesting mix!” Seo-jun said surprised.

“Yeah, it is, isn’t!? I can’t wait! I’ve also booked your first private appearance. So this is how you get access to that…”

Kyle opened up a web page on his laptop and showed Seo-jun the email address and password.

“$5,000?” Seo-jun said in shock when Kyle showed him the email.

“Yup! Everyone wants you! But these sorts of venues will pay you to wear specific things. Now—they would like you to do a naked appearance. Would you be comfortable with that?”

Seo-jun thought for a moment. “Tell them to pay me $2,000 more and they’ll have a deal.”

Kyle grinned. “I am sure they won’t mind. To be honest, I would probably charge $10,000 total and it could be your naked debut!”

“Oh that’s a good shout. Do that,” Seo-jun said happily.

So this other venue has requested a thong and a fabric chest harness, with some high-top shoes. If you’re happy with that, I’ll confirm with them?”

“That sounds good.”

“Just be aware that the company policy states that if you’re doing naked appearances, you cannot mention PecX and the venue cannot either, so we’ll be putting that in the contract with the venue.”

“Fair dues, I guess that makes sense. So what am I to do till then?”

“That’s up to you! You can go to the gym for a bit or just hang out. They’ve set up a private gym in one of the suits so you don’t have to go out.”

“Oh that’s cool. Why don’t you join me?”

“Me? I don’t do the kind of gym you do!?”

“That’s all right. I’m not suggesting you work out. I would just like some company. You’re my assistant, right?”

“I suppose so?”

“Well, put on something sporty—I don’t want my assistant in a suit in the gym—and then see if there’s something for me to wear before I get my new stuff. I’ve not really taken many clothes here and forgot to pack gym kit. Stupidly.”

“Oh okay, sure!” Kyle said, enthusiastically. He jumped off the sofa and ran out of the room. Before the door shut he suddenly jumped back in. “Is there an extra key card for the room?”

“Uhm I dunno, but it would be good if I don’t have to let you in every time…”

“Sure! I’ll get one from downstairs!”

Seo-jun sat back again, letting the dressing gown fall to the sides of his body. Absentmindedly he let his right hand run over his huge tits, stroking them. He could feel the nipple harden in his hand and his cock slowly jumped to life.

He suddenly jumped up as he heard Kyle insert the keycard into the door. He quickly draped the dressing gown back over his body as his oncoming erection seemed to go down again.

“All right!” Kyle said, in his usual, enthusiastic voice. “So they didn’t have much yet but they have these shorts and this top ready. They figured you’d need something for the gym as soon as possible. Oh, and they have a pair of trainers!”

Kyle put the various items on the table where Seo-jun had been sitting.

The Korean-Australian stud reached over and looked at each of the items. They seemed pretty reasonable: one was just a bodybuilder’s style stringer tank top with deep arms and a pair of sweatpant shorts. To Seo-jun’s relief, there was also a pair of underwear—even if it was a jockstrap.

He looked at Kyle. Oh fuck it, he thought to himself. Kyle would have to see him naked at some point. He dropped his dressing gown behind him, revealing his body in its full glory. He heard Kyle gasp but paid no attention to it, for now.

He slipped on the jockstrap, his bulge looking and feeling somewhat obscene in them. This was clearly the type of underwear that emphasised his size. Next, he slipped on the shorts. The sweatpant material had a similar effect. If anything his bulge looked even bigger.

It was only now they were on he realised how short the shorts were. They just about covered his groin and an inch of upper legs. They massively emphasised his tree trunks, the powerful and muscular legs looking almost more amazing now than when he was naked.

Next, he slipped the tank top on. It was a bit tighter than he expected. The strings of top barely covered 5% of his huge pecs, exposing those massive tits to the world. Thankfully it was just Kyle seeing them at the moment, but he would have to get used to this.

He ignored Kyle’s longing stares. He could get back to that later. For now, he put on his shoes and grabbed a towel.

“Right, let’s go to do this,” he said and Kyle walked out of the door, showing Seo-jun the way to the gym suit.

The layout of the room was almost identical to his own suite—but all the furniture had been removed and a full set of free weights had been brought in, alongside a leg press and squat rack.

Fuck, Seo-jun thought to himself. PecX must have really spent a lot of money just putting him up here.

“All right, Kyle. I will be here for a while. Do you need anything for me before I get my head down?”

“Uh no,” Kyle said, as if he just snapped out of some deep thought. “No, I need to send a bunch of emails. Do you mind if I work in here?” He pointed at the one bit of furniture remaining: the desk.

“Uhm sure, it would be great to have some company. Even if I won’t be that much fun to be around.”

“That’s fine. I do prefer not to be in your suite on my own.

“All right with me.”

As Seo-jun started his workout he couldn’t help but notice Kyle kept checking him out. He didn’t mind too much and just kept working out.

After a few hours, he was covered in sweat. He hadn’t lifted like this since just before his transformation and he was loving it.

“Hey Kyle,” he said. “It’s been a while since food. Is it possible for some lunch?”

“Of course! I’ll get something ordered for you. How hungry are you, on a scale from 1 to I could eat a horse?”

“Uhm. I could eat a small horse,” Seo-jun said after thinking for a moment.

“Alrighty!”

Seo-jun decided it was enough for the morning and he went back to his suite and Kyle followed him. He could do with a shower before his lunch arrived.

As Kyle sat at the dining table waiting for dinner, Seo-jun took the time to get undressed and use the enormous walk-in shower. As the hot water cascaded over his huge body he could feel his muscles relax.

He sighed heavily and started to soap up his body. He could really do with a hand on this, he realised. Maybe he needed to make a move on Kyle sooner rather than later. But he had a plan. And he didn’t think Kyle would be able to resist.

He dried off and he once again put his dressing gown on, without anything else underneath.

When he left his bedroom again he found the dining table covered in a small feast. Kyle had waited for Seo-jun to get back but as the Asian stud walked in he could hear the twink’s stomach roar.

“You shouldn’t wait for me. Have some food. I’m sure there will be plenty left over.”

“Oh thanks, I just thought it would be rude.”

“Don’t worry about it. You’re not my boyfriend.”

Kyle let out a nervous giggle and grabbed some food. Seo-jun sat down right across from him and started to eat as well. Eating mountains of vegetables, freshly cooked meat and fish and drinking ample amounts of protein shake.

When he was eventually done, Kyle had long gone back to his laptop. He eagerly typed away and Seo-jun could only imagine he was sending email after email making his bookings.

Kyle wasn’t paying attention to him and so he undid the belt of his dressing gown, discreetly under the table. As he stood up the dressing gown fell to either side of his body, somehow still hanging on his huge shoulders as the fabric framed his incredible tits and abs.

It had the desired effect. Kyle couldn’t resist looking up for his laptop and gasp.

“Oh, sorry,” Seo-jun said innocently. “Although I think you’d prefer me to not do this back up again,” he said nonchalantly, holding the belt of dressing gown.

“I… Uhm…” He had him hooked.

“It’s okay. You’re allowed to stare. I know what my body is. And how people worship it.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude!” Kyle said eventually, trying to compose himself. This was the closest the naked form of Seo-jun had been to him. And last time he had more or less expected it.

“Do you want to touch me?” Seo-jun asked. There was a hint of domination in his voice, but he tried to keep it subtle.

“I mean…” Kyle stammered again. He had no idea how to react to this god inviting him to worship his enormous body.

“It’s okay. I’m giving you the choice. You obviously don’t have to, but you’re welcome to it.”

Eventually it dawned on Kyle that this was an opportunity he couldn’t miss and slowly stood up. Seo-jun walked to the bedroom, letting the dressing gown drop behind him as he walked over. His huge back exposed and his muscular bubble butt powerfully strutting away from Kyle.

The twink immediately followed. It was too good to be true. In the bedroom, he found Seo-jun standing at the end of the bed. His full body on perfect display in front of him.

“If you want this, you’ll have to be naked too,” Seo-jun said, the commanding tone now more present in his voice.

Kyle didn’t hesitate any longer. He stripped off his top and threw off his shoes and his trousers as quickly as he could. He was wearing just a thong.

Seo-jun smiled. Kyle looked better than he expected. He was ever so slightly toned, with even a hint of four pack showing. His body was completely smooth, except a small patch above his crotch.

“I did say ‘Strip’” Seo-jun said, emphasising the last word.

Kyle got the hint and took off his thong too. He revealed a nice, big cock. Nothing like Seo-jun’s of course but for a little twink it was definitely impressive.

“Now come and worship me,” he said and Kyle looked at him for another moment before eventually stepping forward and getting down on his knees in front of his boss.

“Where may I start?” he said obediently.

“Where may I start—sir,” Seo-jun said.

“Of course, sorry, Sir. Where may I start, Sir.”

“You may start at my feet and work your way up to my tits. Leave my cock for now,” he said, knowing exactly what he wanted.

So Kyle did as he was told. He started to kiss Seo-jun’s huge feet, gently caressing them with his tongue. He slowly made his way up along Seo-jun’s immense tree trunk-like legs, feeling their incredible power under his tongue and hands.

When he reached the titted stud’s crotch Seo-jun lifted up his ass, providing Kyle with clear access to his hole. Kyle knew what to do and gently spread the cheeks and delved in with his tongue, massaging the outside of the soft hole before slowly invading it with his skilled tongue.

Seo-jun moaned as his huge cock slowly started to harden from the expert treatment he was receiving. He wanted to own Kyle’s ass but he couldn’t bring himself to forcing the twink to move on while he was so expertly licking his hole.

“Fuuuuuck yeah that’s it boy!” he said loudly. “You fucking love that ass don’t you?”

Kyle reached for some air. “Ah fuck yes Sir! I could do this all day!”

“I bet you could. But there is more on offer,” Seo-jun said eventually, his cock getting harder by the minute.

And so Kyle let Seo-jun’s legs down and moved up, first feeling the incredible back muscles under his hands as he supported Seo-jun before refocussing and concentrating on the front. He started just above the base of Seo-jun’s shaft before moving up, exploring each crevice in the amazing eight-pack before finally reaching the tits.

And oh god, these tits. Kyle thought to himself.

He took a deep breath, as if he had to prepare for this.

Finally he delved in, first licking the underside of each massive mount of muscle expertly. Running his tongue underneath the nipples before exploring the deep valley between each pec.

With each hand he stroked Seo-jun’s nipples, feeling them grow and harden as he did so.

Seo-jun was in ecstasy. This is exactly why he had wanted this body—because guys like this would worship him. And he would own them.

“So Kyle—are you ready for the next step?” he asked the twink.

Kyle stepped back. He knew what Seo-jun meant but he was scared of what was to come.

“I guess so,” he said after a few moments of thinking.

“Well, you better be. Because from today on, your ass is mine. Now get on your knees and wet my cock!” As he spoke, he stood up, towering over the twink who looked at him in awe and admiration.

With that, Kyle obediently got on his knees and started to lick the hard shaft. Kyle had read in his Seo-jun’s file that it was 16 inches soft, but now that he saw it, he realised it had to be at least 22 inches hard. He was terrified of how this would go inside him.

As Kyle licked his shaft, Seo-jun moaned. He knew this would be a difficult fit but he was going to try. After a few more minutes he lifted Kyle from the floor and threw him on the bed.

“Ready for this?” he said as he grabbed the lube.

He could see Kyle worried, but he no longer cared. He squirted ample lube onto his finger and more onto Kyle’s ass and slowly started to finger him. To his surprise, Kyle seemed to loosen up quickly, seemingly keen to accommodate him.

He spent a good few minutes on his hole, using an ever increasing number of fingers to stretch the hot twink wide open. Finger after finger invaded Kyle, who couldn’t help but moan loudly while his own cock was dripping onto his abs.

“Fuck you’re so loose already! You should’ve said!” Seo-jun said enthusiastically. “I think you’re ready!”

“Uhm I dunno, I’ve never been this loose in my life…” He sounded very nervous.

“That’s okay, I’ll still take it slow.”

He squirted more lube, this time onto his cock and even more onto Kyle’s cute ass. He put his huge cock head at Kyle’s twitching hole and slowly started to push in.

Kyle’s facial expression slowly changed, from horniness to pain. He started to moan even louder and Seo-jun briefly considered covering his mouth with his hand before realising they had the entire floor to themselves.

As Kyle almost screamed, Seo-jun suddenly felt the head pop in and somehow Kyle instantly went quiet.

“You okay boy?” he asked, somewhat concerned.

Kyle nodded. “More than okay Sir.”

“Thats what I like to hear!” Seo-jun was encouraged and started to push more and more of his 22-inch cock deep into the twink underneath him.

To both their surprises, more and more of the long shaft disappeared deep into Kyle. Seo-jun could see Kyle’s abs start to bulge as more and more of his huge dick invaded Kyle’s hole. He couldn’t believe what he saw. Something about his transformation must have helped other guys take his cock somehow.

And so he started to fuck. He could no longer resist the temptation to properly fuck the little twink who so seemed to enjoy it.

With each stroke, he could see Kyle’s cock slowly come to life. He had been rock hard while worshipping him but as soon as the thought of taking Seo-jun’s huge cock had entered his brain, he had gotten soft and stayed like that.

But now Seo-jun started to appreciate how well hung the little twink was. He must have been at least 10 inches. Pretty hung for such a little guy. As he fucked and pounded Kyle’s hole he grabbed a hold of his cock and started to wank him, stroking his cock every time he more deeply invaded him.

With each stroke he could feel his own immense shaft being stimulated like it hadn’t been in a long time. He hadn’t really found someone to have sex with since the clinical trial. It all had just been such a rollercoaster. He had so much pent up sexual frustration!

He could hear Kyle moan underneath him but was barely paying attention. He just let the stimulation flow through his cock and into his body. For Kyle it seemed like ages. He had never had a fucking quite as intense as this. Each time Seo-jun’s balls slapped against his ass, an intense feeling of pleasure sent shock waves through his body. He could feel his cock leaking precum, slowly covering Seo-jun’s hands.

But Seo-jun was in a world of his own. He used the newly discovered force he could exert, to pile drive Kyle like he had never fucked by anyone before. And it had never felt so good.

He didn’t want it to end. But eventually the inevitable could no longer be avoided. With a couple of more strokes, Seo-jun could feel his climax come closer and closer.

When he finally came, he screamed in ecstasy. Kyle could feel his ass flooding with stream upon stream of cum, making his stomach bloat as it did so.

Seo-jun could feel his body convulse with pleasure, shivers going up his spine as he could feel the streams of cum continuing to flow out his cock. When it didn’t seem to stop, he pulled out, covering Kyle in seemingly gallons of cum. Kyle eagerly used the thick white fluid as lube and eagerly started to jack himself off, quickly resulting in the biggest load he had ever shot.

“Fuck, boy, you took that cock well.”

“Thank you Sir!” Kyle looked both exhausted, and yet intensely satisfied.

Seo-jun quickly got up. He was hungry and was pretty sure there were still a few leftovers.

As Kyle was laid there, he basked in the glory of his new found master. He had definitely hoped this would be a perk of the job but he had not imagined that it would actually happen.


The next couple of days went by fairly similarly before Seo-jun had to go to his first appearance.

When the first few garments were ready to go, Seo-jun was getting a bit nervous. He tried them on and didn’t quite know what to think. There were three outfits, each in a different category of clothing, suited to the three different types of appearances he would be making.

The first was a full suit with shirt and tie. “For the conference you’ll be attending.” Jeff the tailor explained.

It fit Seo-jun like a glove and the cut of the suit managed to perfectly highlight his insanely large pecs. Seo-jun stood in front of the mirror and eagerly bounced them. He could see the fabric move up and down as he did.

“Very nice Jeff!” he said enthusiastically.

“And then here we have the outfit for the gay club.” Jeff handed him an outfit he couldn’t quite comprehend without putting it on.

With Jeff’s guidance he stood in the mirror moments later in a black lycra sleeveless suit, with just his ass covered at the bottom. The crotch and ass were made of shiny black fabric, while the rest of the suit was made out of mesh, showcasing the incredible muscles underneath.

“What do you think?” Jeff asked.

“Fuck, I look good!” Seo-jun said, getting a bit excited, some of his concerns seemingly disappearing.

“And then your final outfit is for the gym visit. The gyms will be expecting you to do a full workout while you’re there and speak to customers so it should fully suit a workout.”

Seo-jun quickly slipped on a pair of white lycra tights and a fitted tank top.

At that moment Kyle came in. “Perfect timing, Seo-jun! The car is here, ready for your first visit!”

“Oh, I didn’t realise that’s now!”

With that they went downstairs and got in the limousine, the huge stud still wearing the gym outfit.

Kyle explained what the appearance was. “So the gym is able to charge through the nose for a select few customers to be in the gym while you workout. They have asked you workout for an hour, focusing on your pecs and upper body. They’re sure customers will help you spot if needed. At the end, they would like you to do a topless posing routine.”

The drive to the gym was very short and as they got there, there were huge crowds of fans outside. Seo-jun smiled and waved confidently as he walked inside where a keen employee met him and guided him into the main gym and gave him a quick tour, showing him where the essentials were.


A few hours later Seo-jun was sat outside a gay bar in downtown LA, waiting for his appearance. He could feel his heart beating in his chest, his huge body covered in the black mesh lycra suit.

He was nervous for what he had to do.

He had no experience go go dancing. But he knew he would just go with it and all the eyes would be on him.

And indeed the crowds roared, just about audible over the loud music. Even in the low light levels he could see the excited faces of the onlooking crowd.

And holy fuck. He loved it. Every single move he could sense people drooling over his body, wanting to worship him. Wanting to be him.

And Seo-jun revelled in it. He knew he could pick up any or as many of the guys as he wanted.

And so he did. He took home five guys that night and he had never experienced a fuck session so intense and fun. Kyle of course joined them and he eagerly let himself get pounded by six of the most muscular men he could imagine.

Seo-jun quickly became a world sensation. And together with Kyle, he became incredibly wealthy, easily able to live off the many appearances he did around the world. He had no idea about the sacrifice some people were making to get their share of PecX.

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