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|I was growing! My shoulders continued to expand, as did my neck. I
was feeling very warm, almost hot, and this was really turning me on.
My first thought was to take off my shirt and pants and watch this
transformation take place; then I decided that I loved the feeling of
my clothes growing tighter and tighter on my body. My shoulders were
pushing out my shirt to the limits by now. That is when I noticed
growth in my biceps.
Slowly, very slowly, as if being blown up like a hot air balloon, my biceps expanded. I thought I even heard a faint streaching sound. Perhaps my skin was growing tighter…or my muscles were straining against their confindes. As I watched in amazement, my biceps expanded. Bigger and bigger they grew, until I had arms like softballs. But they certainly didn't stop there! Bigger! BIGGER! I heard the ripping of fabric, as my arms began to break free. After one final attempt to contain my mass, my shirt failed, and the arms tore away, ripping to shreads. Now my melon sized biceps were exposed. They seemed pumped and hard, even though I wasn't flexing. Flexing! That seemed like a good idea. I flexed in a the same double bicep pose I'd seen my favorite STUDS pose in. The pure estacy that ran through me nearly made me faint. I'm glad I didn't, because I would have missed the best part of my growing experience.
I was so in awe with my bulging biceps (which were now like two ripe cantalopes) that I almost ignored the growing tingling in my chest. I began to feel a tightening, like I was inhaling, and not stopping to breath out. But I wasn't inhaling. My chest was expanding. Under my shirt, I saw my pectorials twitch to life. I had never had any pecs to speak of before, and so this was the birth of something new, something amzaing. Under my shirt, I saw muscle beginning to form, and slowly, very slowly, my shirt began to tighten on my body. My pecs continued to rise and began to build in mass. Each pec was now about 5 or 6 inches across. I would have been happy there, but I kept growing. Soon, bulges formed under my shirt which was trying it's hardest to restrain my growth. My body would not stop, however, and the shirt did have it's limits. As my pecs began to increase in mass more and more, my shirt strained. I felt it pull tight against my chest and back, causing my two huge pecs to bulge obsenely. My nipples protruded proudly, standing out for all to see. My pecs grew heavy with their size…I reached up to my chest and felt them. There was more meat there than I could grab with my hands, as my pecs passed grew to be more than 7, 8 now 9 inches across. Again the sound of ripping fabric, and my shirt was no more.
I nearly creamed my pants upon sight of my glorious chest. Not only was it perfectly formed, but my whole body it seemed had gained a healty tan. Now freed from my shirt, my nipples really sprung to life. They expanded from the size of dimes, to nickels to quarters. Perfectly round and brown and oh so warm to the touch. I could not help myself so I started feeling up my chest. I had imagined so many times about doing this same thing to a STUD model, I could hardly believe that this was MY body. My pecs continued to bulge and ripple under the skin, but so did another area of my body. The whole time I had been horny, but now my erection became intesely hard. I had never been this hard in my life, and I involuntarily jacked off my cock. It seemed thicker, and more sensitive. It only took about 10 seconds flat for me to blow my load all over the sink. My cock softened, but then began to twitch. My balls began to churn like I was going to blow another load.
I quickly took off my pants, exposing my thighs and calves which had expanded with muscular defintion. I stood now only in my briefs, and watched in pure joy at the bulge between my legs. I had put my cock back into my briefs after jacking it off…I wanted to see if my underwear could do any better than my shirt did. My balls continued churning, and I saw them heave up and down through the fabric of my briefs. My cock and balls became very warm, and tingly, like the rest of my body. My cock, though soft, began to twich more and more until I realized that with every twitch, it was growing. Soon, the twitches stopped, and I was pleased with a constant growth in my basket. Painfully slowly, my cock began to get heavier. My balls grew in size, keeping their round shape, but growing bigger and bigger. By looking at the nice bulge in my briefs, I guessed my balls were now like golf balls, and my cock was about 6 inches soft. Certainly a nice package…but not for a STUD.
I continued to grow, and the added weight caused my briefs to sag. The pouch grew heavy with the added load. My cock was now over 7 inches soft. My balls, now the size of tennis balls, pushed my briefs out away from my body. They were doing their best to hold my bulging package, but I knew they couldn't last much longer. And from staring at STUD pictures for hours, I knew that I was to be much bigger. My cock throbbed and ballooned out to over 9 inches, still totally soft. My briefs were riding up my butt crack to try to compensate, but it did no good. With one final ripping sound, I was naked, standing in front of the mirror, watching the final part of my amazing growth experience. My balls churned and expanded out to be the size of oranges, ripe with juice. I thought my growing was over until I felt that wonderful tingle in my ass. I had never really had an ass before, and I had forgotten that this part of me would grow as well. I watched it grow in the mirror, as my ass checks swelled into a lucious bubblebutt. I grabbed my ass and felt it expand into my hands and tighten. I wished with all my heart that I could lick my own ass. However, there was a part of me I could lick, quite easily.
This thought made my cock spring to life. It had stopped growing at 10 inches, completely soft. Now it began to harden. My eyes widened at the pure sexual feelings that flowed through my body and into my cock. Although my growth was done, this part of me continued to grow as I grew erect. 10 inches became 11, which became 12 and bigger and bigger. I held my hardening cock with two hands, and hefted it into my mouth. The feeling of my warm tounge against it caused it to bone up faster. When I was totally hard, I was breath-taken by the sight of the beautiful and unbelieveablely immense and powerful shaft before me, standing a full 16 inches erect. Eat your heart out, porn stars! I sucked myself dry that afternoon. I blew load after load into my mouth. My balls churned out more and more cum, load after load after load. When I couldn't down anymore, I let it blow all over my rippled chest. The feeling of my own cum flowing down the deep crevice between my own two masses of pectorial meat made me instantly hard again. I had no idea STUDS had such a sex drive! Of course, I dreamed they did, but nothing like this! And to make it all better, my complexion had evened out into a beautiful tan. My face seemed prettier, more symmetric, and my eyes seemed deeper, my lips fuller, my hair shinier. I was a STUD.
After I felt I had pleasured myself enough, I walked out of the bathroom, and went to the closet. My headache had vanished and I was in the mood to find some other STUDS. The clothes in the closet all seemed way too small, but that was fine with me. I managed to squeeze my torso into a tight white shirt. I didn't bother trying to find any underwear, I didn't imagine there was any on earth that could contain my meat. I grabbed a pair of tight leather pants. It took my 10 minutes to arrange my cock so I could walk. I tried putting it down the right leg, the left leg, nothing worked. So, I let it bulge obsenely right in the middle. It looked like I was trying to smuggle a football in my pants. I wasn't modest at all. I was flaunting it, as a STUD should. And speaking of STUDS, it was time I went and found some...
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