Transform: New Blood 15
Robbie knew exactly how Mitch was feeling. He’d been there only a day before. The dude was gonna be horny as hell and randy as fuck. He eyed the two giant cocks hungrily, watched the guy’s fat balls churn and droop with his load, and felt spellbound as he watched the huge dark-skinned man slowly try to rise in the tight confines of the small store.
Mitch was 16 or 17 feet tall, fully transformed and ready for action. A cascade of dark hair, long and straight and black as midnight, fell away from his face revealing a set of equally dark eyes surrounded by very long lashes. He had a wide, prominent nose above two very lush, very full lips and his cheekbones were set very high on his face. His chin was squared off with a deep cleft – a “butt chin” as Robbie called it – and there was no hair at all along his jawline.
The huge man looked down his body where Robbie stood. The smaller man looked like an impossibly muscled elf at his feet, and he spread his legs apart and bent one knee to get a better look at him. Doing so provided Robbie with an excellent view of Mitch’s tight, moist pucker, and a wave of manscent crested over him like heat. Robbie wiggled his brows and moved up the huge man’s legs, feeling the incredibly smooth skin and the incredibly hard muscle beneath as he approached the hole. A huge set of balls hung over the entryway, and they were shifting and swelling with what Robbie knew was a flood of hot, sticky cum.
Mitch watched the little man move between his legs and he moved them further open to allow the dude access. The touch along his limbs felt magical, and his cocks swelled and lengthened in response. The new dimensions of his vast chest astounded him, and he watched the thick muscle rise and fall as he breathed.
Robbie approached the huge man’s asshole and, kneeling down, he moved his hand against it. It felt hot against his palm and he slowly moved his fingers around the pucker’s sensitive skin. His own cocks were rising again, reacting to the other mans overwhelming sense of masculine power and the fantastic sexual energy of being confronted by such huge representations of male sex. The man’s ballsack was easily a foot across, and each fat prick was at least three-feet long and as thick as one of Robbie’s muscled legs.
The man had a wealth of foreskin like none Robbie had ever seen, it easily eclipsed the fat plums of the cock heads, holding them inside tight layers of dark skin and hanging off the tips like kissable mouths. He watched the twin pricks as they grew, lengthening themselves by inches at a time and thickening dramatically. The abundance of the man’s foreskin managed to encompass those quickly swelling helmets as the two cocks pulsed into erection, rising from the man’s thighs and drooling thick streams of precum.
Robbie looked back down at the man’s pucker and found his own cocks drooling with hunger. He put both palms against the hole and eased one hand into Mitch’s hot ass, wanting suddenly to crawl entirely inside the tight heat, even knowing that his cocks would enjoy the ride to a much more pleasurable extent.
Mitch moaned as Robbie’s deft touch penetrated his ass. He could feel the man’s explorations keenly. He’d never had anything inside himself, having only tentatively explored the area while masturbating on two occasions. But now that he was experiencing the tentative but rapt attentions of the man’s hand, he felt an erotic surge building.
Mitch’s ass felt slick and hot, the supple interior sucking against Robbie’s probing like a mouth. He edged his arm deeper inside, reaching his strong arm into the huge man’s welcoming butthole up to his shoulder. The core welcomed the attention, seemed, in fact, to be pulling him within.
God, it felt amazing. Mitch could feel Robbie’s muscles bulging and flexing inside his ass. He reached down with his free hand and took one of his enormous pricks in his grip and started to slowly stroke it. The eye shot out a thick flow of lubing precum that drizzled over his hand and down his shaft. The ample foreskin aided his manipulations and he discovered that each of his augmented dicks had a mind of its own, twisting and throbbing in his grip.
Robbie had never fisted anyone before, and he discovered a kind of power or authority that fucking a man’s ass didn’t provide. He could feel inside the man, and sense when he was working the man right and doing what the dude needed to bring his level of sexual pleasure higher and higher. He massaged the prostate with his touch, rubbing it and applying the right amount of pressure to drive the dude insane from pleasure. He guessed that this was the first dude ever to be fisted before he’d been ass fucked, and his cocks responded by releasing copious flows of precum. They wanted inside, and so did he.
Robbie watched the dude start to pleasure himself and he knew what he had to do. Pulling his arm from the man’s ass, he began to grow himself and his twin cocks and let the flow become a flood of his own lube. The honey streamed from his plump helmets and they maneuvered themselves toward Mitch’s steaming hot ass, pushing inside and slowly fucking the larger man’s hole. Shocks of ecstasy grabbed hold of his pricks and didn’t let go. He could feel every perfect inch of the man’s hole grabbing his cocks and sucking them greedily.
Mitch felt a new sensation emanating through his loins from his ass and he looked down his muscled body and saw the other dude growing. The man’s entire body was expanding, his muscles in particular swelling fat and splitting into distinct lobes and bellies of power that swelled like fibrous balloons. The man’s eyes were shut and his body was slowly rocking as he swelled with power. A wet sucking noise was coming from Mitch’s butthole and he clamped down on the twin monsters invading his guts and pulled on them, wanting them deeply inside.
Fuck, but the dude could fuck! Robbie was swelling larger by the second and he leaned over as he continued to piston his pricks in and out and grabbed onto the guy’s second dick and licked the long, firm shank to the cowled head. He grabbed onto the giant cock and pushed his tongue under the tight foreskin and cleaned the sweet precum from the glossy plum, sucking it into his mouth and swallowing it down.
Mitch bucked against Robbie's cocks and stroked his meat while Robbie sucked on his other mammoth dick. The sound of breaking wood never bothered him for a second as Robbie’s growing form pushed against the roof overhead. Shelves of groceries and hardware and canned goods toppled aside as one fully Tranformed giant sucked and fucked and stroked the other into sexual nirvana.
Robbie never stopped to consider what he was so easily accomplishing with his new body. Somehow, he was able to simultaneously suck a man’s cock with his mouth while fucking his ass with two hard dicks. His flexibility was amazing, to say the least. His hips shoved his fat pricks into the dude’s seemingly bottomless bottom while he was hungrily swallowing the fat plum of one of his three-foot long cocks. It was incredible, and he never stopped either action for a second as the store began to collapse around them.
Mitch could feel a huge load wanting release in his balls, but the longer he managed to hold onto it, the higher his sense of sexual bliss climbed. He’d never felt so good in his entire life. He wanted to be sucked and fucked forever. His cock felt steel hard in his hand, the shaft was overburdened with thick veins and the head was positively rigid. A copious stream of lube was flooding from it as he stroked himself and the other dude was managing to suck on his other cock with loud, hungry slurps while both his hard dicks were busily burying themselves in his welcoming ass. A cacophony of crashes kept invading on his orgasmic paradise but nothing bothered him about that in the least.
Robbie needed to cum. Not wanted to – needed to. His balls ached with the load he was holding, only minutes after blasting the biggest load of his life and turning another dude into a monster just like he was. But he could feel it, it hurt so good down there, he had a flood of cream wanting release.
So he did.
Mitch felt the hot tide of cum erupt inside his ass and that pushed him over the edge, too. Robbie felt Mitch’s cock shove itself into his throat and a torrent of salty cum began pouring into him. Mitch’s other prick was showering them in hot cream and together, the two giant men released gallons of cum into and onto each other as they crested the ultimate sexual wave and realized their first mutual Transformed orgasms.
They both felt their bodies light up inside as the floods of Transforming cum entered them. It was like receiving the most satisfying meal while also experiencing the most rewarding orgasmic explosion of pleasure simultaneously. It was what their bodies craved, now, and for the first time, Robbie felt what it was like to be with another Transformed man. Mitch, of course, was experiencing everything in the space of a few minutes, and was delirious with pleasure.
The mutual orgasmic blast lasted for a few minutes as both bodies came into their final adjustments as truly Transformed men. The store, it goes without saying, was utterly destroyed.
Robbie pulled his mouth from the other man’s huge cock with reluctance and immediately began to shrink down to a more manageable size. His body buzzed with the feeding he’d ingested and he felt slightly dizzy and highly energized. His groin felt hot and heavy, and every huge muscle on his body was throbbing with restrained power.
He looked up the giant body and saw a confused, exhilarated, extremely handsome face looking down at him. “You need to shrink down,” he stated simply, as if it were the most common thing in the world. His own cocks pulsed and throbbed between his legs. He could smell the man before him. He could see his puckered hole begging invitation, again.
Mitch sat up amongst the rubble and promptly hit his head against a beam that had failed to collapse (yet) and, reaching up to rub at the point of contact instinctively, his arm shoved the rest of the building down. Splintered and shattered wood rained down across his naked form and the small space was filled with a plume of dust.
Mitch’s voice had the same deep tenor and superior power as Robbie’s. It made Robbie bite his bottom lip to keep from cumming again, already. “Just shrink down. You kind of… wish for it. Or something.”
Mitch’s handsome face twisted into a curious grimace, but he tried it out anyway. And, magically, it seemed to work. He shrunk slightly. He felt his butt and lets slide inward across the floor, and watched the trees rise away from him. “Whoa.”
Robbie smiled brightly. “That’s it. You can get down to my size, I think. I mean, I guess.”
“Who are you?”
“My name’s Robbie.”
“No, I mean… what are you?”
The smaller muscular man shrugged his enormous shoulders, and Mitch watched the muscle compact and bulge, feeling his cocks tingle and throb. “Just a dude. Like you.”
“Shrink first.” Robbie used his fingers to illustrate the point.
Mitch was distracted by the fat twin balls of muscle on his upper arm, and that thick vein traversing the brawn. But he closed his eyes and tried to recapture what he had done without thinking in order to appease whoever this magic dude was. This time, nothing happened. “I don’t think I can.”
“I think that’s your problem.” Mitch opened his eyes and looked at the muscular hunk standing near his feet. “Think you can. Then you can.”
“That’s not possible.”
Robbie sighed heavily. “Okay, watch.” Robbie thought about growing taller, and his body responded immediately. Expanding up and out, his muscles multiplied across his frame as his head rose higher and higher. After a heartbeat, he stood two feet taller than he had a moment before. He held out his powerful arms and bowed slightly. “See?”
Mitch wrinkled his brow and asked, “But how do you do it?”
Robbie reshrunk himself and answered. “How do you breathe?”
“I just breathe.”
“Oh.” So Mitch decided to ignore logic – after all, he’d just given head to a guy with two cocks and recovered from the most intense sexual experience of his life to discover that he, too, was not the proud owner of a second majestic prick and that he was also… very, very big. Everywhere. So he forgot about thinking about how to do it, and he did it, his body shutting up like Alice in Wonderland’s heroine until he was sitting bare ass naked on the floor of the store where he worked amid the roof’s rubble that his hand had caused.
“Better,” Robbie said smiling, and he offered Mitch his hand.
When they touched again, Mitch remembered with a shocking suddenness what it felt like to be sucking this man’s huge dick. His skin was so warm and inviting, he didn’t want to let go. Something almost electric seemed to pass between them, something both enduring and deep, and his cocks stirred in desire and recognition of that feeling.
Robbie couldn’t help but notice Mitch’s renewed and evident interest in a physical relationship, raising an eyebrow and smiling as he cast a knowing glance at the other man’s burgeoning erections. He’d felt the same charged sensation in their touch himself, and as the other man regained his feet he pulled him into a muscled embrace and pressed their lips together, moving one hand to the nape of the dark-skinned man’s neck, while the other traveled lower and grabbed a handful of ass, kneading his flesh greedily.
A gush of precum erupted from Mitch’s monsters and splattered against Robbie’s tight belly. It felt warm and good and Robbie’s body sucked it inside with a hunger bordering on starvation. The other man smelled like tobacco and beach sand and lavender and leather. Robbie circled his hand under the beautiful man’s butt and rubbed his touch against that tight, wet pucker of his asshole. It almost sucked against his finger like a mouth.
Robbie pulled away and said, “Mmm, nice. And you are?”
The other man’s full lips twisted into a grin and he ran his hand through the wealth of jet black shining hair hanging like a strait curtain of midnight from his head. “Missitch stdoo Nemass Indohoo.” Robbie’s eyebrow shot up again. “Call me Mitch,” the other man responded with a ready smile.
Robbie stepped back to drink in Mitch’s full beauty. His ruddy skin shone like a rich cherry chocolate glaze over the massive strength lining every inch of him. He was completely hairless save for a small dark patch of hair crowning his twin dicks. Both of his monsters were uncut beauties, with extremely thick shafts and fat, mouth-filling heads. His balls hung low between his thickly cabled thighs and the teardrops of his calves could be seen even from the front. His chest was broad and impossibly large, not as round as Robbie’s globes of muscle, but flatter with thick plates of brawn. All his muscles appeared more angular than Robbie’s fat muscle bellies, giving his a hard, lean look that complimented the hue of his skin and the dark orbs of his eyes. He had extremely long lashes, extremely high cheekbones and lips so full that Robbie wanted to start sucking on them again.
Mitch enjoyed the other man’s examination, feeling a warm rush of sexual pleasure run through him like liquid fire. He could almost feel the other man’s gaze upon his naked form. It felt good. He used the time to look at Robbie’s body, too, and felt his mouth go dry at the man’s intense beauty and evident strength. He had huge muscles, true, but they were married to each other with perfect form. Each swollen belly melded to its brother, giving the man a series of dense, rounded curves that folded into each other. His nipples were huge, poking below the heavy globes of his chest like Hershey’s kisses. A substantial dusting of dark curls accentuated the man’s many muscles, particularly across that fat chest and his forearms and lower legs. Veins pulsed everywhere, but especially on his twin cocks. They were both cut, with heavy, dangling heads that seemed to sprout from their stalks like mushrooms, including the flaring ridges of the helmets.
Robbie crossed his arms over his chest and whistled lightly. “Not bad, Mitch. Not bad at all.”
“How did you do this?”
Robbie shrugged again. “I don’t know. I don’t know what happened to me, or what happened to you. Or, for that matter, what just happened. I’d say I’m sorry… but I’m sort of not. It’s like I couldn’t help myself when I saw you. You were so beautiful to me, and I wanted… no, I needed you. I can’t explain any of this. I was up in the mountains camping and all the sudden I just started growing.”
“No one did this to you?” Mitch’s face tilted slightly. It made him look cute and sensitive. The combination of the powerful body and the beautiful vulnerability made Robbie want to eat him alive. He was having trouble getting a hold on his libido. It seemed unquenchable. He wondered if there was any way at all to control it – and if there was, did he want to?
He shook his head. “I was alone. No one for miles. I was just lying on a rock after a skinny dip in a lake, sunning myself and then it started happening.”
“Something in the water,” Mitch mused. Robbie was going to ask if he was kidding when Mitch asked him, “What now?”
“Well, if it’s up to me, I wouldn’t mind feeling those thick uncut beauties up my ass, but I suppose we should probably leave the scene of the crime ASAP.”
“What crime?” Robbie’s eyebrows rose as he waited for Mitch to realize that they were standing in the midst of what looked like a tornado strike. The store was a shambles around them, the walls knocked out and the shelves either collapsed or crushed. The overcast sky had become a thick fog that draped its wet hands across everything, including the two muscular naked bodies standing at the center of the destruction. Mitch looked around himself and a frown came to his lips. “Oh.”
Robbie’s truck was damaged in the collapse of the building as well, though it looked drivable. The door that Robbie had crushed in his grip had fallen off, and the front right fender was smashed. Most of Robbie’s camping equipment had been ejected from the back of the pickup when the wall pushed the vehicle over, but all four tires were solid and the frame was otherwise undamaged. “I was headed home. You’re welcome to join me,” Robbie said. “In fact, I think I’d like it very much if you squeezed your butt in next to mine.”
Mitch looked at the truck and then at himself and Robbie. “Just, sort of, naked like this?”
“Got any clothes around this dump that’ll fit us? I don’t mind being naked… frankly, I kind of prefer it.” He didn’t stop to consider that this was another change in him, the complete loss of modesty and the desire to show himself off and parade his new physique as naked as possible. It was like needing Mitch, and the unstoppable need for sex. Even Mitch’s easy acceptance of what had happened. It all just seemed to fit, somehow. As if it was all as natural as breathing. “But I agree that it’ll make some things a little easier to deal with,” he said smiling, lifting both his cocks into his hand. Another jolt of sexual pleasure rocked his body as he touched them. He didn’t exactly want to let go.
Mitch moved to the area of the store where they kept a supply of Wranglers and heavy plaid shirts. Stock items in any wilderness store. He pulled up a pair of dark navy jeans and held them against his new body. The waist seemed to fit, but there was no way he was going to fit those thighs down the very narrow legs. He pulled up another pair and had the opposite reaction, showing how the large pants might accommodate his muscled legs but would hang off his narrow waste rather obviously. He tossed those aside and found some grey cotton sweat pants with the Canadian maple leaf emblazoned on them, and a couple of extra extra large sweatshirts. “I think these’ll work.”
He tossed a pair of the pants and a shirt to Robbie and struggled into his own clothing, pulling the drawstring tightly around his narrow hips. Both cocks bulged along his legs, their heavy heads evident and obvious, but it was better than nothing. He couldn’t manage the sleeves over his new arms, so he ripped them free at the shoulder and posed for Robbie in his new outfit. “How do I look?”
Robbie was only halfway into his pants, so his cocks made evident that he thought Mitch looked pretty fucking good in the skin-tight gray cotton. He was maneuvering his giant dicks into the crotch of his pants while Mitch was retrieving cash from the busted register. It was only a few minutes later when the two huge men piled into the cab of Robbie’s truck and felt the engine rumble into life.
It was shortly after that when the truck collapsed onto the ground, unable to withstand the two compacted men’s combined weight after the beating the building had given it. Sure, it could haul a couple of tons, but two men weighing around 800 lbs. each? That was the bridge too far.
They removed themselves from the cab and stood staring at the wreckage for a couple of minutes. The air was wet with fog and the trees softly shuffled their heavy branches. Night was coming on fast and somewhere, an owl hooted.
Mitch said, “So… my place?”
Robbie was getting hard again just watching Mitch's ass as he followed his new friend into the forest.