|Steve had always been athletic. He enjoyed working out, biking and best of all hiking. All the activity kept him lean and muscular. His 6' frame was handsome, he had 16" arms and a broad, 46" chest. He was by no means a bodybuilder, although in his fantasies he had always wished to become a "freak". He knew at 34 years of age, he'd probably not make the Mr. Olympia championship, but it never deterred him from striving to be his best.
Distraught over the breakup with his girlfriend, Steve found himself hiking in the woods. Lost in the thought and enjoying the time away "from it all", he had hiked for 2-1/2 hours. Realizing the time, he was happy to have put in a great workout, but at the same time was concerned that the afternoon had quickly turned to early evening and that he was at least 10 miles into uncharted territory. He hadn't seen a trail marker for some time and realized that there was really no evidence of human traffic of any kind. The air quickly became chilly and Steve's tank top wasn't going to protect him from a really miserable hike back. After 20 minutes of trying to retrace his steps Steve realized he was lost. Frustrated and concerned he realized that he'd better find some shelter quickly and find safety from the cold night air and the wolves howling nearby. Walking near a grove of old redwoods, his foot fell into a hole. As he struggled to pull his leg out, his motions loosened the soil around him and he fell into darkness. The clouded night sky provided no light from above and the complete darkness offered no comfort sake for his lack of injury. He dusted himself off and pulled a match from his backpack and started a small fire. The flame's glow illuminated a spectacle that caught Steve by surprise.
He stood awestruck as he looked slowly around the cavern to find ancient paintings on the cave walls and ceilings. Huge beasts were everywhere, immense frightening images of monsters which were beyond comprehension in terms of muscular size and apparent strength. As Steve studied the paintings he realized that these beasts were not animal but instead, more like "super" humans. The chalk drawings accurately showed freakishly huge shoulders, necks and arms. Pectorals appeared to be like boulders and abs like bricks. Most shocking were the "men's" immense members. Their cocks were beyond belief. In fact, Steve convinced himself that he was not witnessing an archeological treasure but instead graffiti by a perverted, albeit, hot juvenile artist.
Although made horny by the spectacle, Steve's sense of self-preservation got him on track to building a small fire and seeking some type of nourishment. The cave had some water dripping from above which addressed his thirst but Steve was also starved, having not eaten food since breakfast. Searching the cave for anything that resembled food, Steve found some berries in the debris near where he had fallen. They must have come down with him. They looked perfectly edible so he gathered a handful and quickly consumed them. Hardly satisfied, he continued to walk through the narrow cavern, again coming across berries. Their bright red shade was beautiful and they had been delicious, but these were apparently growing, no, thriving in the deep darkness of this pit he found himself in. Botany was hardly of concern, he had to feed his hunger and the huge growth of berries would satisfy Steve until morning. He quickly consumed the supply and felt very content, but a little dizzy. It must have been the day's excitement, so Steve returned to the fire and laid on the ground thinking about the day.
As he looked at the ceiling at the huge freaks all around him, Steve's vision began to double and blur, his heart began to pound and he felt an aching throughout his body. He'd never felt that way, Steve was alone, cold and in near-pitch darkness, he was scared for his life; when the change began.
The pounding of his heart intensified and Steve began to sweat uncontrollably. His limbs felt as though they were being flooded with blood. He began to whimper as his head pounded and his stomach felt like it was about to rip open. Keenly conscience of his agony, Steve realized that the berries must have been poisonous. He tried to stand up and find water to flush his system but his legs and arms were immobile. As Steve stared at the ceiling in a silent panic, tears ran down his cheeks He knew he was about to die. His arms and shoulders felt like they were being ripped about. He felt his tanktop pulling and binding into his flesh. His legs were flailing as an intense heat fired through every inch of his body. His vision turned red as sweat pours onto the cave floor. The intensity worsened and it seemed like an eternity when suddenly it came to an abrupt end. He quickly felt his body cool in the cave air and his body felt strangely pumped. In fact he now felt an intense sense of relaxation. But he also felt a stirring in his jeans, a sensation like he had never experienced, not even with his girlfriend, that was no longer in his thoughts.
He was able to lift his right hand over his forehead and sighed in relief. The pounding heart had slowed, the stomach pains were gone and he could once again move his arms and legs. Still trembling, he got up and walked to the dripping water from the hole above. As he cupped his hands to reach for a few drops of water, the full moon beamed light onto his forearms. Steve's eyes nearly bugged out when he saw the thick and gnarly veins covering his arms. He'd always had a few small veins showing from years of lifting weights, but these were unlike any he had pumped in the gym. He slowly glanced at his biceps and saw the thick veins crawling all the way up to his shoulders. Fear took over again, as he looked at his chest and legs, his body no longer looked clean and smooth. Steve's entire body was covered in thick veins, he had never witnessed such a tortured body. As he felt the deformations under his flesh gain in size, his body tensed and hardened, the pounding began once again. But this time Steve could witness what the pain was imparting to his body. A swelling of muscles commenced, his legs were ballooning as he stared in disbelief, his arms exploded into monstrous 19 inch guns, than 20 and finally 22 inch monsters. As he gasped for air, his entire body was transforming into a freakish imitation of the painted walls. His mind was out of control, he was drowning in fear but at the same time, turned on beyond belief. His cock had initially shrunk as he feared for his life, but as he began to revel in the transformation, his meat was also turning into a monster of sorts. His cock head was like a grapefruit and the mighty shaft looked like a baseball bat as it ripped through his jeans. His tool was oozing pre-cum as he flexed and pounded his mighty feet into the ground.
Suddenly the change was over, Steve was no longer the man he once had been. Within minutes, Steve had become a 350# muscle freak. His entire body was trapped in a layer of veins, thick and visibly throbbing. His arms were frighteningly huge and connected to immense shoulders. His neck's thickness was greater than his head and his quads made walking a difficult new skill to master. Most incredible, was his cock, its immense size required an incredible blood supply to maintain and dominated Steve's thoughts. It was as though his brain's ability to reason and think were lost and his cock was now providing his body with thought and consciousness. The few thoughts that he had were about the intense desire he had for his cock. Standing in the beam of moonlight, Steve became acquainted with his new body, he flexed every muscle continuously and stroked his cock with ritualistic drive. He never thought of how he would return to civilization, how he would find food, or where he would sleep; his cock was his master and he needed to satisfy its desires. Pounding his immense tool with both vein-covered hands he shot a load so thick and powerful that it echoed through the cave. The blast pounded the cave wall and splattered back onto his body. Rubbing the juice back into his flesh, Steve instinctively realized that this would be his food source as well. Deep in the recesses of his mind, he knew to lick the cum from his hands and gulped what he could from the puddle near the wall. Never before had he craved his own man-juice, but something was instructing him to feed on it, he needed more cum, much more cum. The thought of consuming his juice would have disgusted the old Steve, but it is all he wanted or needed now. His cock never softened and he began the ritual again. He had positioned his empty water bottle near his monster dick and stroked his meat with his right hand, as his left pleasured his butt hole. Never a bottom, Steve realized the desire he had acquired, and fisted himself with no fear of injury. In fact he took no precautions as he tortured his nipples and cock until his cum exploded into the bottle. The force and intensity were stronger than before, and he experienced a drive he had never had. He eagerly raised the bottle to his eyes and witnessed the nearly gallon of white fluid that came from his new body. Amazed by the quantity and intoxicated by the desire, he lifted the bottle and enjoyed his cum as it went down his throat, eagerly sucking the bottle for every drop. The fluid quickly filled his insides and his limbs took on a heaviness as they grew slightly more. Steve felt this change immediately, it wasn't so much in growth as it was in power. Steve was now in possession of power beyond his wildest dreams. Power controlled by his cock, power that he had a hunger to use. Instinctively, he knew of its use, but he'd have to wait for morning before his cock would lead him through a journey, beyond the change.
As the sun filled the morning sky with light, Steve awoke from a sleep filled with images of muscle and cock. He laid in a pool of cum, his monster prick had been shooting all night and his dreams had made him want to grow even more. Standing up from where he slept, Steve realized that this new body wasn't a strange fantasy, the reality set in. Steve momentarily experienced some anxiety as he wondered what life would be like, but quickly changed his thoughts as he began to flex and rub the puddle of cum into his hard flesh. He leaned down into the puddle and eagerly drank us much of his own man juice as he could retrieve. His body filled with a sense of strength and power again. He knew his mind was not in charge. He had never spent so much time in the past thinking about sex, and he certainly never enjoyed cum at all. He'd been an average straight guy who never experimented much. But now he was driven by an incredible desire to use his body to achieve ultimate sexual pleasure. He realized that everything he wanted was gay, all he knew now was that he wanted more of it.
As he climbed up from the cave, he paused to look at himself in the daylight. His immense size was frightening and his cock was huge, almost 2 feet in length and a foot around. His vascularity made him horrible but at the same time, ultimately masculine. He was pure man-beast, he was beyond manhood, he loved every inch of himself. His body had definitely grown through the night. Steve would have jacked off, but he had a sense that he needed to use his cock for a different function. He had an incredible desire to mate. He moved quickly through the woods, back towards the trail. As he came across it, he positioned himself behind some brush, he laid there quietly for an hour, slowly stroking his cock and licking pre-cum. Suddenly, he heard voices, two women were walking down the trail. Their large breasts looked great under the T-shirts and both women were beautiful. But Steve saw nothing in them, as he once would have. Steve stayed hidden, when moments later his patience paid off. A tall guy, about 6' came down the path, his muscular build was evident beneath his clothes. Steve noticed that his cock stiffened as he caught a glimpse of Ed. Momentarily, Steve was confused, he'd never been interested in men, but he had to admit that something had happened with the growth. The desires he had were not just for his own body, but for other men as well. Steve didn't feel queer, in fact he felt more masculine by his desire. He knew that this man would not get away, he wanted Ed and he was about to get him.
Ed was looking down the trail, as the brush moved and out of the trees launched a monster. He had only a split second to experience shear terror before the vein-covered beast trapped him in his huge arms. Ed didn't have a chance to cry for help as Steve ran with Ed in his arms, his cock pressed tightly against Ed's chest, oozing cum into his clothes. The two fell back into the cave, Ed was terrified and was certain of his death. As he struggled, the beast tied his arms and legs with scraps of clothing that remained from the change the night before. Ed was trapped and was finally able to witness what had grabbed him. Steve paced the room, his muscles preventing him from walking straight. Ed had never seen anything like him, he was twice the size of a Paul Dillett or Chris Duffy - type that Ed had seen in the Muscle Mags at the gym. He had also never seen a cock like the one that Steve possessed, he was disgusted by the size of it, and the pre-cum that constantly flowed from it. Even more gross to Ed, was the way the creature kept wiping it with his hands and licking the fluid. Ed stayed seated for hours, looking at the monster in both fear and disgust. Steve paced constantly, staring at Ed with hungry eyes, apparently not quite sure what to do with this man. Hours had passed, and Ed realized that no harm was intended, finally, Ed annoying said, "you got some food around here or are you planning to spend the day walking around?" Steve looked at Ed, waited a moment, and said, "I've got some berries, you want 'em". Ed responded back, "If that's the best you can do, I'd rather eat something than look at you all day, fuckin' freak". Ed had become angry by creature's constant pacing and he realized that the creature had no interest in harming him.
Steve brought over the last of the berries in his enormous hands, holding them near Ed's mouth. Ed quickly ate them all, and managed to thank Steve. Steve, replied, "no, thank you". But before Ed could ask what that meant, he felt a rush come over him. A dizziness filled his brain, and he could feel his head spinning. As he looked at Steve, it appeared that the monster was noticeably agitated, he began to aggressively stroke himself and began to pull off Ed's clothes. Laying naked, Ed looked with fear at Steve, his eyes were wide open and his face pale with fright. But suddenly, the change began to occur in Ed, he looked at Steve again, in fact he seemed transfixed by the muscles on his body. As Ed felt the intensity of what was happening, Steve began to shoot load after load of cum onto his victim's body. Steve saw the change occurring, Ed's eyes began to show a hunger, and as they did, Ed's mouth began to open. Instinctively, Steve knew this was the beginning of a mating process and that Ed was his chosen partner. As the berries took affect and Ed's body began to grow, he was untied, Ed's hands began to run over his growing body and his cock began to swell. Ed was terrified by the change but was also incredibly turned on by his and Steve's bodies. He was becoming a freak and the only reservation he had was that it wasn't happening fast enough. Steve commanded Ed to his knees and as he fell to the ground, Steve stepped forward and with both hands, caressed his huge organ. As he did, the head became a bright crimson, and the veins throbbed angrily. Just as Ed touched his lips to the cock, a huge explosion of cum filled his mouth and covered his face. The burst was so powerful it stung his face, but he eagerly kept accepting more and more. Steve leaned down next to Ed and licked his face and as Ed neared climax, Steve went down on his new mate. Steve experienced his first powerful burst of another man's cum, he enjoyed it as much as his own. The pair had exchanged their juice and both bodies felt the intoxication of the power and strength that came with it. The men laid in each other's arms, Steve feeling the heat emanating from Ed's body as it continued through the process that would turn him into a muscle monster like himself.
Within minutes, Ed's body had gone through the change and was now as terrifying as Steve's in appearance and size. As Ed pulled away from Steve, he surveyed his body, than Steve's and they both began to laugh. Both men were so turned on by each other that they stroked each other freely with no reservations. For Steve, it was wonderful to have someone to share the experience, but deep in his mind he realized that the mating process had yet to be completed. Unsure about the drive that he felt inside, he knew one thing. He had to fuck Ed, he wondered if Ed could receive his huge meat. But his thoughts were again quickly overwhelmed by the burning desire to mate. The damage he could do to Ed didn't matter, he knew that he had to fill Ed's insides with his cum and he had to begin right away. Ed was still experiencing the incredible sensations of his new body, when Steve whispered into his ear, "its time". Ed questioned the remark but was unable to fight off Steve, when Steve grabbed his tight waist and pulled him closer. Steve's huge cock appeared enraged, its savage vascular appearance was even more horrid because of its purple color. Ed protested loudly as Steve's huge head began to press against Ed's ass. Ed hadn't had enough time to grow and was still weaker than Steve. Steve plunged his member into Ed's virgin ass and Ed screamed in horror. As Ed struggled in utter pain he also experienced the warmth of being impaled by the huge rod. As the pumping became rhythmic the pain was quickly replaced by shear pleasure. In fact, Ed began to pulsate with Steve, wanting more of the huge monster dick in him. Steve knew it wouldn't be much longer, he was experiencing utter pleasure but still wondered why this act was instinctively so important. Then it happened, Steve felt his whole body stiffen, his cock became rock hard and he exploded cum into Ed's insides. He pumped and continued to pump with no end for several minutes. The cum wouldn't stop and Ed's ecstasy was constant, he scream than growled like an animal. As Steve finished his climax he pulled away from Ed and let his huge meat drop to the ground, absolutely satisfied, in fact it was the first time his cock had been satisfied since the change. He sat back on the ground and looked at his mate, Ed laid face down on the ground, his huge glutes were beautiful, cum dripping from between them. As Steve sat watching his friend's massive back he was startled by what he witnessed.
Ed began to grow again. Steve hadn't thought that the human body could carry more muscle than they both possessed, but as he watched, he saw the lats and traps thicken to an unbelievable size with incredible speed. Ed's arms were beyond anything he had ever seen. Ed was transforming from freak, to monster, to creature. As the growth continued, Ed rolled over and exposed a cock that more massive than Steve's. Its head was at Ed's mouth and he took full advantage by licking the constantly flowing pre-cum. Steve called to Ed, but there was no response, Ed nursed on his cock and flexed and enjoyed every body part. Ed's eyes were transfixed, they were empty now, he was possessed with the need for sex and nothing could take his attention away. Ed no longer had thoughts of any kind, he simply needed to fulfill his sexual desire. Steve realized the outcome of the mating process, he knew now that one's mind would be lost as a result. In fear of meeting the same end, he got onto his feet and began to back away from Ed. It was too late, Ed knew his role in the mating process, and it was his turn. As Steve attempted to flee, his mind was conflicted, he had witnessed the enormity of Ed's body and wanted the same, but he also wanted his mind. Luckily, Steve's concerns wouldn't last for long, Ed's cock head had already entered Steve's ass, seconds later Steve felt the rush of cum flowing through him, his body filled with heat, he was incredibly aroused by the sense of new growth, an instant later his mind went blank.
Both Ed and Steve were like zombies wanting only sex from life. Their blank eyes showed no thoughts except for an incessant desire for sex. Their bodies had grown increasingly large from the injections of each other's semen. The new found muscle kept them constantly hard, both flexing, posing and stroking for each other. There was no stopping for rest, they knew their muscles could continue growing if they fucked each other and filled their insides with cum. So they took turns throughout the night. The cave was filled with screams of pleasure and grunting like monstrous animals as they both climaxed over and over again. As the night progressed, the two beasts showed no signs of tiring, in fact, as they continued to become more monstrous, the sex between them became more savage. Each one pounding the other harder and harder. The cave stunk from the constant sex. Pools of cum covered the floor, both men eagerly drank as much as they could, but the constant eruptions filled the cave floor. The heaving bodies were covered in sweat and the rank smell added to the desire both animals had for each other.
As morning arrived, the growling continued, but the new day's light was rapidly filling the cave. They were truly able to witness what the cum had done to them. The moon's glow previously provided only a hint of what they were now witnessing in daylight. They had become horribly disfigured by the huge muscular growth. Their tiny 30 inch waists appeared to be burdened by the outrageously huge chests, both nearing 70 inches in diameter. Their arms stuck out as their enormous lats pressed them away. Their biceps were 40 inches and still growing. Neither man was human anymore, the beastly bodies were for sex and nothing else, they didn't even have the need to hunt like a primate. They seemed to thrive on a diet of pre-cum and a load of ejaculation in their insides. Their vocabularies had decreased to only the most necessary of terms, "fuck me". But also with the day's light, another change was revealed. What had been a night of showing off, fucking and pure masculinity was know taking on another shift. For the first time since the two had begun the change, their eyes met in the light, and the look of desire was now replaced with a look of love. Both men had become homosexual in every inclination, they only needed and wanted cock. Luckily for them, they had the largest, most angry cocks available to show that love.
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