The Sorcerer's New Apprentice 8: The Return of Dan and Randy (ap musc)
by Alyn Roze
This Saturday afternoon was going to be one of leisure for the boys. A last minute trip to the beach was planed, and a few house hold chores had to be done. Brian put off cutting the grass again until later that evening. Since his father was now his adopted brother the need for lawn maintenance was not a priority. He could have used his gift to magically do it but he liked to do yard work. It was a time when he could be alone with his thoughts. Brian and the rest of his friends were putting away the cleaning supplies when the phone rang.
Jason answered the phone. “Hello, this is the Goodrich residents.”
“Is that you Jason? This is Coach Armstrong. I’m looking for David Newcomer. His mother said he might still be there.”
“Yeah Coach, He’s right here.” Jason said answering the coach’s questions. “Hold on and I will get him for you.”
“Thank you Jason.” Coach Armstrong said. “It’s really important that I talk to him right away.”
Jason took the cordless phone and gave it to David. “Hey Coach what’s up?”
“There has been a last minute change in the starting line up on the dive team. Are you interested in filling in for Tom Neilson?”
“Ah … sure Coach … when do you need me?”
“That’s why I’m calling. Can you be at the Aquatic Center this morning for practice?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” The Coach said sounding relieved. “Do you know how I can get in contact with Quinn Masters? I called his house and all I got was their voice mail.”
“He’s here would you like to talk to him?”
“Oh yes please, that would save me a lot of time.”
David hands the phone to Quinn. “Hey Coach, what’s up?
The Coach explains to Quinn the reason for the phone call. “Like I explained to Newcomer, I need you and David to come to the Aquatic Center right away. There has been a change in the starting lineup. Tom Neilson and Mitch Walker were unable to maintain their GPA’s to stay on the team this semester. Since you and Newcomer are alternates I need you to fill in for them.”
“Sure coach we would be honored to be on the team.” Quinn looked at David. While he was listening to the coach he gave David “high five” hand slap.
After he hung up the phone Quinn and David told their friends about the two recent dropouts on the team. That meant that they had advanced from second to first string on the team after all. Since they were now on the team they needed get to the practice right away. The plan for the trip to the beach was pushed back until tomorrow. The group decided to go along to the practice as well to cheer on Quinn and David.
“Ah Brian, I hate to ask you to do this but, Can you trim Quinn and my bodies down to that of swimmers again?” David asked his cousin.
“I suppose you’re right. Swimmers should be trim and fit not buff and built.” Brian said. “While I’m at it I’d better trim down the rest of the group as well for now.”
With that said Brian shrank the group back down to typical teenager size, including the younger version of their father Hughie. The group climbed into the SUV and headed to the Aquatic Center. Upon arriving at the center David and Quinn checked in with their coach. He explained a few things to his squad before the warm-ups.
It was still early enough in the morning that temperature inside the Aquatic Center was down to a brisk level. The constant eighty-four degree water temperature created a thin layer of mist that hovered a few inches above the water like an eerie. fog.
Any time the team was at the AAC (Arcadia Aquatic Center) there was always a crowd at the stands. The crowd consisted of either family members or high school friends of the team. Jason, Brian and Hughie were there to lend moral support to their two friends.
The two high school friends were now inseparable in everything they did. What one did the other would soon follow. Even though it was David that kept Quinn interested in swim team at school it was Quinn that talked David into being on the schools diving team.
Brian had let David keep his memories of his old life as a reminder of what he once was. Wearing Speedos in public was something that David would have never done in his past life with his old friend Randy. As a football jock he would never wear anything that form fitting in public. But now he wears them all the time. He liked the way they keep him forward and proud.
After the predawn Saturday morning of being a buffed up bodybuilders David was more at ease wearing the regulation school issued Speedos. His break-away warm-up suit he wore covered up the fact that he had much more under his swimsuit than before. Doing laps in the warm-up pool did little to diminish what he now had down there. He made a mental note to thank Brian for a slight boost in confidents later.
Along with David and Quinn’s own personal cheering section in the grand stands there were the usual hecklers, every school had them. These students made it their lot in life to make the other students feel like lesser beings. Some came from well to do parents that gave them everything that money could buy. Some were divas from the dance troops or cheerleading squads while others were varsity sports teams. Amongst them were Daniel McFadden, the football captain, and his close friend Randy James. Daniel had inherited his bad attitude and friends from David when the former bully was the star quarter back on the football team.
“Why are we even here Dan?”
“Why do you think we’re here? We are here to look at the babes in swim suits.”
“AH Dan, all I see are dudes in their underwear. EEHHEEWWW! Look who’s made the team, Newcomer and Masters.”
In the worst “Arnold” voices ever Dan and Randy yelled out comments from the stands.
“Hey Girly boys, you’re not fooling anyone by stuffing some sox down your underwear.”
“Yeah Girly boys, you need more than sox in your underwear if you expect to the impress the girls.”
The comments got the attention of more than one person in the grand stands. Some thought the comment was funny while others thought that the hecklers were rude and crass. In one section of the grand stand three of the students were not as easily amused by the comment as most of the crowd was.
“Isn’t that Dan Mc Fadden and Randy James you were telling me about?” Brian asked Jason.
“Yeah that’s them making the rude comments. Brian, do you think you teach them a lesson from here?”
“What do you think I should do to our hecklers?” Brian asked his friends. Brian hadn’t told his friends that Dan McFadden was one of his past mistakes, one that he would now soon fix.
“Why don’t you prove them wrong by “helping” out the rest of the swim team?”
“What kind of “help” do you have in mind?”
“Why not do what Dan suggested, give them something that the girls would admire. Why don’t you stuff their Speedos and while you’re at it give them a buffer body” Jason suggested.
“Good idea.” Brian said with a grin. “How should I change them? Should I use the swim team or the dive team?”
“Since the diving event is next use the diving team. Use the score each person receive after each dive for how big they will get” Jason suggested...
“... And the platform they use is how big their cocks will get and …” Hughie suggested.
“ … The bigger the score the more weight they will gain. That should be a good way to raise their body weight. Jason continued
“Since everything here at the AC is in metrics all the changes will be the same way, but with one change. Instead of their score dictating how big they get, how about for every meter they climb they will gain a kilo of muscle. As for their overall size they will gain a centimeter in length for each point of their score. That should make for some interesting gains don’t you think?” Brian told his two friends.
“Won’t the people notice the change in the guy as he climbs the ladder?” Hughie asked.
“The changes will take place under water where no one can see it happen. The minute the diver hits the water his body changes” Brian told him.
Jason continued his brother’s train of thought. “And our two hecklers will get a jolt of augmentation with each dive. For every pound each person on the team gains our hecklers will each gain a quarter pound and as a bonus for every inch the team gets our manly hacklers will become more like girly boys. They will also be unable to hide their new feelings for musclemen”
“That should make an impression on the football team at the next week’s game.” Hughie said with a smile.
“That it will, Hughie that it will. Now back to the aquatic team.” Brian leaned back in his seat and started thinking out loud.
“We have got to get a better view to our hecklers.” Hughie looks at Brian. “Brian can you make them move closer to the bottom of the grand stand?”
“I think that can be arranged.” Brian sent out a subliminal message to the two hecklers.
“You two will not want to stay up there any longer. No one can hear you from way up there. You will want to come down and sit with us to be closer to the pool.
Back in the upper level of the grand stands the mental command takes effect.
“Do you want to go down and get closer to the pool?” Randy asks Dan
“Yeah, we won’t have to shout as loud if we are closer to the front.” Dan says as he stands up.
Back down in the front Brian warns his friends that the hecklers were on their way. “Here they come now.” Brian says to his friends.
“Hey Mommas boys, do you mind if we sit here with ya? Good we didn’t think so.” Before the group could say no the two hecklers sat down between the three guys. Brian was in the middle with Dan and Randy on either side putting Jason and Hughie on the right and left side respectively. With their feet on the row on front of them both Dan and Randy leaned back against the row behind them. In this position their bodies were in full view of the trio.
“Do you “girls” come here often or are you here to see your boy friends?”
Trying to ignore the comment Brian watches as one of the swim team climb the ladder to the five meter platform. “This should be good for at least five kilos of muscle and a few centimeters of cock on the guys here.”
Tim Fellows was the first diver on the team. He got into his position and did a perfect Swan dive into the water. As soon as his hands touched the water both Dan and Randy’s bodies jerked. The explosive jump went on unnoticed by the duo. But in his seated position between the two jocks Brian had full view of everything. Their clothing didn’t look as loose as it did a moment ago.
Brian was trying not to look to interested in the goings-on either side him. Everyone waited for the final score from the judges. “Nine point five, not bad, that will give the guys a few more centimeters in length.” Brian thought to himself. He was still watching, in his peripheral vision, for the changes in Dan and Randy to continue. The minor little bulge they had in their shorts became more significant. Brian watch as Randy reached for his crotch and nonchalantly adjusted himself. Neither Dan nor Randy was aware that they were looking at the divers with a little bit more interest.
“Ya know Randy some of these guys aren’t so bad looking in their Speedos.” Dan says to his friend.
“Their ok if you go for the skinny type.” Randy replies. “But I like something with a little bit more meat on his bones like those guys over there in the black Speedos.”
Brian was enjoying himself immensely. The two football jocks were starting to talk like the queer boys that they hate so much.
In the true school spirit the next diver that climbed the platform was cheered on by the crowd. That diver happened to be David. Brian made sure that the crowd was extra encouraging. David’s dive would from the seven point five meter platform. David knew he had done this many times before so this dive would be a piece of cake. But in the back of his mind he knew that this was the first time. He got into position, toes over the edge and with one mighty leap he jumped into the air did a back flip before entering the water. Despite his extra “size” his entry into the water created very little in the way of ripples in the pool. The three judges gave him a perfect score of ten.
Another muscle spasm hit Dan and Randy. Their weight jumped up seven and a half more kilos. Their clothing was getting tighter and tighter on their bulging bodies. But the most obscene bulge was in their pants. On Dan, his boxer briefs were forcing his cock to curl up as it grew. In Randy’s case his still loose fitting boxers permitted his cock to grow unobstructed down one pant leg.
The two jocks were getting more turned on by the moment.
“OMG! Isn’t that our little friend Quinn Masters?” Dan said in amazement.
“Yep that’s him. He doesn’t look that little to me.” Randy said answering Dan’s question. “You’re not going to claim him as yours like the last one are you?”
“Well I did see him first.” Dan replied.
“Well we’ll just see about that. May the “biggest” man win?” Randy reaches down and grabs a hand full of his own crotch.
Brian could see what Dan and Randy were thinking just by looking at their pants. The growing bulges they both had were starting to get bigger. The monster that had grown in Dan’s pants was so big that he looked like he had a baseball in his pants. Randy was little more fortunate. His cock was going down one pant leg creating an obscenely long bulge.
Neither Dan nor Randy was hard yet but both were packing impressive bulges. Brian noticed that they were really enjoying what was happening to their bodies even though they didn’t know it yet.
“Now Ladies we all need to play fair. There are plenty of guys around for everyone” Brian tells Dan and Randy as he puts his hands on their knees.
Not realizing that the innuendo filled conversation that they were just had been gay in content, both Dan and Randy sat up on either side. Dan grabs Brian’s shirt and looked him straight in the eyes.
“If you ever touch me like that in public again I’ll fuck the shit out of you on the spot.” Dan said as he grabbed the bulge in his pants. “You hear me gay boy?”
Jason knew that his little brother could do anything he wanted to Dan and the jock could not stop him but his primal instincts were getting the better him. He was getting ready attack the bully from behind until he saw Brian shake his head no.
“Ah … sure Dan, anything you say.” Brian could see that his big brother Jason was getting ready to protect him. He wanted to savor these moments a little bit longer before he would let Dan and Randy in on the fun.
Giggling like two school girls, Dan and Randy start pushing Brian around. Keeping his cool Brian allowed the shoving match to continue until the two jocks tired and lay back down.
“Just one more little boost in their bodies and they will be ready for the next football practice. Let’s make this a big one” Brian thinks to himself.
Wanting to have more fun with Dan and Randy, Brian mentally calls out to Quinn.
“Quinn I need your help.” The voice in Quinn’s mind was crystal clear.
“Brian is that you? What are you doing poolside?” Quinn says out loud as he turns to find the source of the phantom voice.
Standing behind him is his team mate Ryan Sanders. “Of course it’s me and where else would I be.”
“Sorry Ryan, I thought I heard voices in my head.”
“Going psycho won’t get you out of your dive dude.”
“Quinn, this is Brian, no one can hear me but you.” The voice says again. “All you have to do is think about what you want to say and I will hear it.”
“This is so kewl Brian.” Quinn thinks to himself. “We can talk to each other and no one else can hear us right?”
“Yeah, only you and I can hear this conversation. Now listen I need your help. I have two guys here that need to be taught a lesson?”
“Who are they?”
“Their names are Dan and Randy.”
“Dan and Randy, I’ve heard of them. Everyone says that they can get away with anything and not get into trouble.”
“Yes that’s them. I need your help in changing their bad habits into good ones. I want you to go to the top platform and get into your position and get ready for a spectacular dive. I will do the rest”
“Whatever you say Brian, but don’t make me look to good or they will expect it all the time.”
“Don’t worry about it Quinn, whatever I make you do nobody will remember. Start climbing and I will explain what’s going on.”
“Ok here I go.” Quinn said as he climbs the ladder up to the top.
As Quinn climbed higher Brian explained to him telepathically what he was planning. He told him about the slow transformation that the bullies were going through. The previous two dives were from a stationary platform. For this one Brian told Quinn to use the diving board.
When he reached the top Quinn knew what kind of a dive it was going to be. He got into position at the back of the platform. With an air determination Quinn approached the end of the diving board and with three consecutive rebounds leaps high into the air above the pool. After doing a spectacular triple backwards summersault his body enters the water. Almost immediately the bodies of Dan and Randy increased in size. Their bodies bulged in places that most normal men don’t. Portions of their minds were set free from their restraints as they outward attitudes became more flamboyant and muscle loving. Their bodies resembled bodybuilders with bulges in all the right places and a few in places that were abnormal.
With a slightly noticeable lisp Dan was the first to speak up. “I bet he is so flexible that he could probably suck himself with no problem.”
“I thought that you didn’t like us gay boys?” Brian asked the new Dan
“I don’t like you fag boy.” Dan said quickly but just as quickly he says. “But I sure would like to see him do some of those Karma Sutra movements that Randy wants to do all the time.”
“What the hell are you talking about Dan?” Randy says to his friend, than his attitude changes just as quickly. “But you have got to admit that that you do have some appealing moves of your own.”
“Dan you sound like you enjoy being around muscle boys now.” Jason asked the bully closest to him. “What do you think of your friend Randy over there?”
Jason could see that Dan was having an internal struggle between his morals and his sex drive.
“Well he does have a certain appeal right now.” Dan was trying not to say what he was thinking. “I think he is the s-s-sexiest looking m-m-muscleman around, e-e-xcluding m-m-me of course.”
“And what kind of person do you see when you look at Dan? Jason asked Randy.
“He is my best friend and I l-l-love l-l-looking at his m-m-muscles.” Randy said trying not to say what he was feeling as well.
The similar turmoil was happening inside Randy’s mind. Brian was enjoying seeing the two once proud homophobic jocks turn into gay boys. “What do you two guys think of the girls in the S. I. Swimsuit edition?”
“I think they have the grosses looking bodies I have ever seen.” Dan quickly covers his mouth as soon as he said the words. He unknowingly was running his hands all over his muscular body.
Brian could see that both guys were hand searching their own bodies. The guys were so into their bodies that they didn’t realize that they were doing it in a public place. Like two hypnotizes volunteers at a circus side show they lovingly caressed their own bodies. Then suddenly a loud voice breaks them out of their trance.
From a few rows back in the bleachers came am rude comment. “Hey! Why don’t you two love birds get a room?”
Everyone around them was laughing at them. Dan and Randy’s faces were red with humiliation. They looked down and saw that their groin bulges were more pronounced than ever. They tried to cover themselves as they ran from the pool area into the nearest door.
“If they think running away will help their situation they’re wrong.” Brian tells Jason and Hughie. “They just ran into the men’s locker room.”
“How many more dives are there?” Hughie asks.
“Enough to make the two bullies into the biggest gay guys in the school.”