He had to laugh out loud, very much because of the relief he was feeling. He was definitely expecting something more spectacular, but seeing the changel happen so quickly was still a surprise.

"What, you liked it better the old way?" Jan asked.

"Well, to tell you the truth I did..." Mike answered, still laughing.

He could think of a lot of things he would wish Jan to try that could have made him jack off the whole night. Just as he thought about it, he almost froze in terror, partly because Jan's hair went back to normal, and because he realized...

"Jan stop. Stop right now. I think this works on each of us, I mean each other. This could be incredibly d angerous..."

"Well...&qu ot; Jan said, looking at Mike for a few seconds, before he continued "...no."

"What do you mean 'no`?! How do you..? Jan, you... oh my god! What did you wish?"

"Hey, hey, don't panic, I only wanted your hair to be black like mine. It didn't work."

"What do you mean like yours, I like it fine as it is..."

"You very likely have a point there, but that's not why I think it didn't work" Jan stepped closer, and put one hand on Mike's shoulder.

Mike flinched, but then calmed down.

"Don't worry, you can undo anything you don't like. Or do anything you like. Well, almost anything, probably. Now, I think it's better for both of us if we figure this thing out as soon as possible. Now wish me a nice tan, will you?" Jan said. He knew he was playing with the unknown, but he had a very strong hunch about this. Mike looked at him as if he was crazy.

"Come on, Mike, please do this for me. It's not as if I'm asking for anything special"

Mike chuckled. "OK, here goes... oh shit, it really works" Jan heard Mike say. He looked at his forearm, first noting that it was larger than he remembered it, and looked more defined, but that could have been due to this perfect deep golden brown tan he now had.

"Wow, I think I like that" Jan said. "I'll keep it. Congratulations, you really have fantastic powers of visualisation"

"Jan, I know what's happening" Mike said.

== * ==

Mike felt like a child in a candy store, with a voucher for unlimited sweets. Why didn't he see it before!

"Jan, I know what happened" he said. He barely contained himself imagining the possibilities, but he was surprised how he suddenly saw the difference between imagining something and wishing for it, wanting it - because this difference was now crucial.

"Jan, you and I have both somehow been `infected` with the inflation field. When our experiment blew the field somehow got into us, it is now probably a part of us, don't ask me how. The reason why it works when we touch is because it becomes one field again" A sudden thought started creeping into his awareness. "Jan, be very very careful what you wish for, I'm not sure the condition is safe at all"

Jan laughed out loud. "Well, it seems pretty safe to me, and very pleasurable. I hope it won't dissipate, though, I still have some ideas I`d want to try"

"Jan, hold it. Listen to me. I have no idea why the field is responsive to our thought, I really don't. It might be that it's even still here because it somehow likes out thoughts - before, it was never in contact with anything that could immagine anything and it would collapse by itself in the machine. Jan, if it collapses, both of us together have gained about 40 or more pounds of mass, just the thought of the amount of energy debt we have right now is scaring me shitless" As Mike realized what he was talking about, he almost fainted. He had to sit.

"Jesus I just realized we`re carrying something like the combined energy this planet has used up in years, as muscle on our bodies, and this" he said, lifting his now utterly flaccid cock and letting it down with a slap. He sat on the bed. He should wish it back to it's old size, and wish away the muscle he now carried, but he had to admit that would be the last thing he really wanted.

"God, Jan, the worst thing is I don't want to return it" suddenly he was cold, and ashamed, but it was such a strange feeling because he had no idea why he was so.

"Shit." Jan said, and sat on the bed beside him. Mike could see that every bit of sexual excitement had dissipated like a drop of water in a desert. He suddenly realized he was sleepy and he hadn't had anything to eat the last 12 hours or so. He caught himself half way wishing it would go away and almost froze in fear. Wishing - and only a minute ago it was about the safest and most futile thing you could do!

"Jan... Jan, I just thought of something. I think it would be a very bad idea if either of us fell asleep right now... oh god, if we start dreaming, who knows what will happen!"

== * ==

Jan heard Mike's words and his heart almost froze. But then, there must be some logical explanation. First he gave Mike that blow job, and then Mike fucked him senseless, and as a result he gained 20 pounds of very nicely distributed muscle, but he was certain he didn't wish for it, only that Mike fuck him senseless. And he did.

That was it! He decided to try something. He did, and his lips curled in a smirking smile of a cat that ate the proverbial canary bird. He felt so elated he jumped up on the bed like a little kid, quite obviously freaking out Mike, until he grabbed him and kissed him straight in the lips.

"Mike, I love you, I love you! No, it IS safe, I can prove it!"

"Jan don't even..." Mike started.

"Too late, I already did it." Mike's eyes went wide.

"Oh, don't worry, I just wished my skin was blue, and evidently," he looked at himself "...it isn't. It's simple. Mike, tell me what do you think about when you are having sex?"

"What kind of a question is that?!"

"Oh, a very relevant one! I for one think of all sorts of very crazy things, and probably dangerous things, before I actually stop thinking - and guess what, we let ourselves at each other with abandon, what, three times, and - nothing happened!"

Mike looked at him. His eyes went from something that looked like fear to understanding, and then almost to lust. Jan enjoyed the change immensely.

"I think it's impossible to do anything that we don't really want to do - just like anything else, there seems to be a lot of filtering going on. And it seems also some things are still impossible - like this hunger I have, and I still feel the need to sleep." Jan said.

"If what you say is true, that would be normal. We could possibly go on without food for ever, but there would be hunger, and wishing it away would be like wishing our digestive tract into oblivion" Mike said. "Yuck, I don't even like the thought of that" he finished, making a disgusted face. They looked at each other. Jan for one liked what he saw very much.

"Mike, where do you think we are borrowing all this from?" he said, stroking his pec. He could really feel it was bigger and he liked the feeling. He liked how it felt on him, how it felt under his hand. He liked it very much.

"I'm not certain, we would have to go back to the lab to see for certain, but I think we are not borrowing energy, but mass. Unlike our experiment, we don't have a confinement setup for the effect, for all I know we could be spreading the `payback` effect over the whole universe. If that's so, I don't think there's anything we could do to affect anything significantly, really" Mike said.

Jan beamed. "Well, Dr. Wessell, I'll take your word for fact, it's enough for me. Besides, you`re the expert on this anyway. Now, how about you and me have that shower, and then something to eat, and then..."

== * ==

Mike felt huge relief. There was that nagging feeling that he might have gotten it all wrong, but the fact that nothing dangerous happened was almost conclusive evidence. He might be a scientist, but what he did was all about curiosity. What happened was so wonderful, and he knew under the circumstances, rationalization or not, he wouldn't be able to keep himself from experimenting. As he walked to the bathroom, right behind Jan, he couldn't stop consciously feeling every muscle as it moved in his body. It was very weird, normally one just moves, there's nothing to it. But all this muscle felt wonderful, and so hot, it made him hornyer with every step. However, he realized he felt more than a little shame - well, it's quite normal to get off on yourself once in a while, or even all the time to a certain degree, but it was... well, private. He knew this could possibly become a problem. Some quite weird pictures passed through his head of what he would like to try, all very sexual. But would Jan understand that?

Jan had just stepped of the scale, beaming. Evidently he was very satisfied with what he saw. He had turned to the mirror, and was tracing his abdominal muscles, one by one. Mike touched his shoulder, and Jan flinched, but Mike could see Jan's eyes refocus from his image in the mirror, to Mike's. It was like Jan's eyes did a visual equivalent of slurping. Mike was far from oblivious to the feeling himself. He looked at his image, and Jan's. Jan was on the way to sporting a huge boner, and Mike felt that warm tingling in his ears as well, looking at two magnificent men in the mirror.

"Jan, I... I don't know how to say this, but... I think we should try some wishes in private"

Jan looked at him. Then he nodded. "Yes, I know."

Some of that sexual atmosphere did change, but still, looking at Jan, now that he knew he was even bigger, and that tan... Mike went into the shower, and put the water on full blast. It was freezing, and suddenly it became warmer. Then he felt a hand on his ass. He opened his eyes. Jan was fiddling with the valve with one hand, and with the other caressing Mike's butt. The water was soon comfortably warm, and of course it defeated the actual purpose of the shower, so Mike was now hard as stone. So was Jan, in fact, Mike was amazed that their cocks were almost the same size, but it was somehow still Jan's, that perfectly shaped man-flesh. He looked up at Jan.

== * ==

Jan looked down into those incredible steel gray eyes, realizing then they were the most beautiful he ever saw. It only made him more certain Mike was his other half, now in a much more literal sense.

"Don't you ever try to run again. You know this is not only me here, there is a lot of you in what you`re looking at, Mike"

Mike knew he was right. It went both ways. He knew now why they had grown initially - he remembered how he looked at Jan in the gym, curling away, those perfect biceps bulging, and how he thought they even looked bigger from the pump, and wished they would really be bigger and the rest of Jan too. Jan must have thought something along the lines when he saw him having a hardon, there was no doubt that it was bigger and he didn't wish it at the time. But, he seemed to be opened to the possibility, otherwise Jan could have imagined all he wanted. It seemed Jan was opened to a few possibilities of his own, as well.

But all that logical thought soon dimmed with Mike's rising passion, because Jan was right in front of him, and they were lathering each other up, but that of course was not the point at all, it was all about touch. Soon lathering was out and stroking and hugging was in, and then kissing, then tongues came into play, and Mike just let his roam. The repulsive taste of the soap didn't mean a thing, because of what was under it. He traced the crevice between Jan's pecs, right down, to where they joined the abs, and then he went down further, but in the cut below the top ridge the head of Jan's steel-hard cock was already waiting. He went at it with abandon, holding Jan by the cords of his obliques, breaking that hold only to stroke him wherever he could reach. Jan held his shoulders, then started stroking his back, and his arms. Mike realized what was missing, got down to his knees, never letting the head of Jan's raging cock out of his mouth, and brought his arms up and flexed for all he was worth.

He felt his own muscle bunch up into balls, stretching his skin. He was flexing like mad and just a few hours ago he wouldn't be caught dead doing that, but now he felt the power in his arms, his chest, his legs, everywhere, and when he flexed it felt incredibly arousing, as if he wasn't aroused enough. Jan's hands on his flexing muscle made him squeeze like he was doing it to save his life, because with Jan's hands on top it felt ten times better to flex. At the same time, he only wanted more of that perfect and now huge cock in him.

In seconds all reason was gone. Mike only felt Jan in his mouth, under one hand, on the other arm, tracing the bulges of his newly transformed body, and he felt his whole body, vibrant, and getting ready to drown in ecstasy.

== * ==

Jan thought he would ignite in flames, this feeling of an orgasm done backwards, not sudden, but a continuous crescendo of feeling was making him want to shout out in ecstasy, or was he already shouting?

He had propped himself to the wall not to fall down and he could feel himself sliding down slowly, as his knees just stopped holding him upright, the orgasmic feeling reaching that peak, and then wavering there, going back and forth, before plunging down producing an even stronger feeling. But this Jan, the one taking note of all that, was only a small part of the real Jan, and the larger part was that feeling. He knew he had cum, was cumming, all of him. Then, he could feel this orgasm of orgasms start to fade, but it was so slow, he had time to enjoy every facet of it, and he cold feel Mike there with him, immersed in the same feeling, until finally, it finished, agonizingly slowly. == * ==

The first feeling he had was that of water streaming down on him. He felt every drop collide with him, break into smaller drops, some ricocheting off him, some becoming small torrents that broke into smaller torrents and then joined back into larger ones. When he finally regained a sense of self, Mike opened his eyes, and looked into a perfect face from the distance of two inches. His mouth tasted of something sweet and repulsive at the same time, but he loved every minute of every sensation it meant, realizing he swallowed all the essence of Jan that Jan had given him. Jan opened his eyes, and Mike could only look into them.

"Mmmm..." Jan said.

"Uh..." was all Mike could utter.

"I felt you... with me..."

"Yes, I know... and I felt you as well"

Mike had no sense of time, they might have stayed that way for a minute, or an hour, before they stood up, almost as a unit. Jan turned off the water. They toweled each other, never loosing the touch between them, and still thus connected, they went to the bed.

Mike knew they both fell asleep the second they lay down. •