Tim's Adventure 12
by Wordshop
On Monday and Tuesday the injections continued and there was really not all that much that was happening. Tim was a little scared that this was not going to work, and that something really bad was going to happen.
Mike and Gary were really not at all concerned and they realized that Tim might take some time to have the body chemistry changes take place that were necessary.
Tommy was a little more edgy than usual by Wednesday and he had not seen any changes of note either.
The only thing that was starting to take place was that Tim's dick was hard at the mere thought of sex and Tommy was nearing the same condition.
The week progressed uneventfully for the most part. Tim had a project with workers involving some repairs to ranch fencing. It appeared that the fencing had been "cut", and that some vehicles had passed that location, but, nobody was certain who it was that had done the damage. The County Sheriffs Department had taken a report, but nothing was missing. There were just some fences damaged and there were a bunch of gates, which had been left open that should not have been.
Tim also had to deal with a well pump in one of the pastures and he had found one of the ranch workers drunk when he was on ranch time. Tim had been nice, but had also in his best Spanish implied that drinking on the job was dangerous to both health and employment status.
On the weekend, Tommy and Tim had gone to a silent movie presentation at the Plaza Theater in El Paso Texas. An organist named Ken something or other gave a demonstration on the "Mighty WurliTzer" theater pipe organ which had been restored and installed in that location only a short time ago. Tim and Tommy both laughed endlessly as the guy did an organ score to a silent print of Laurel and Hardy in"Big Business" which is where they sold Christmas Trees. Tommy had never seen a silent film before and neither had Tim. Mike and Gary knew this Ken dude and he had gotten them a few free passes. The main feature was a very famous silent film called "Wings" which was considered a classic. Tim and Tommy found that when the envelope was given to them that they had back stage passes to meet the artist. This Ken dude was a beared bear type in his middle to later 50's. Ken took both Tim and Tommy out to dinner and told of all the adventures he had enjoyed with their two Uncles
On Sunday, the weather had warmed slightly and after their injections Tommy drug some venison out of the freezer and decided to barbeque the meat. Tim joined in and automatically started to make an art piece of the old standby, the "baked potato" for dinner and he also had gone to Diaz Farms over in Deming for some Fresh vegetables.
The one thing that Tim noticed was that by five P.M. he was absolutely starved. He wanted food and he wanted a gigantic quantity of it. Was this the beginning?
When Mike walked by the kitchen, he saw enough food to feed a small army. Neither Tommy nor Tim noticed that it took all the control that Mike had to not start laughing right then and there.
One of the things that had changed in what they had done was the addition of an appetite stimulant along with some of the items designed to help digest and metabolize food more quickly.
Gary was sitting at a desk in a small reading room off of the master bedroom of their home paying some bills.
"By the way, I think that the appetite stimulant really worked."
"Why do you say that?"
"Tommy and Tim are cooking dinner."
"And?"
"We need to hit Costco and Sams this weekend."
"You've got to be kidding!"
"You remember the problems with getting adequate food in Tommy?"
"Yeah, I knew you were working on something……"
"Well, I'm glad money isn't a problem because you will not believe the quantity of food being prepared."
"I noticed Tim is even doing a Flan for desert."
"Great idea, I haven't had Flan in a while!"
"What is kind of hilarious is that both of them are so busy working that neither one is noticing what they are doing."
"You don't think it will all go to waste?"
"No, I think that the odds are very much against that."
"The nutrition has to start even before the growth phase so we don't strip out other things to feed the musculature."
"This promises to be interesting."
"How long were you planning for on the first growth cycle?"
"Four weeks."
"Only Four weeks?"
"Why?"
"Tommy's basic body structure was very muscular and his bone structure was far heavier to start out than Tim is at present, I do not want to hit Tim with too much all at once or we could create other problems."
"What other problems?"
"The first phase with Tim will build skeletal strength and the strength in his tendons and ligament structures as well."
"Ok."
"Tommy is going to want him to start working out as quickly as possible if I take my guesses right." "I am doing everything I can in Tim to prevent injury. " "You know that his muscle strength with this method is not proportionate to the growth rate, and he will be able to lift more weight than his kind of delicate bone structure will support, and this will happen somewhat quickly."
"I am going to caution Tommy on this one, but, I am doing this a little different than I did with Tommy and I am working damn hard to make Tim "Tommy Proof". "
"In view of more recent developments with Tommy, maybe that's a good idea."
One of the effects of the slightly revised formulae was that it increased the ability to concentrate and block out interference. This would boost workout concentration and performance by probably 35% over a person who had not had this. The down side of this condition, was that one in this position could kind of "zone out" and not realize the quantity he had made .
The food preparation continued and the whole time both Tim and Tommy were snacking on things. Amazingly it was being metabolized nearly as quickly as it was eaten.
Mike and Gary had taken off and were doing a little love making of their own when Tommy knocked on their door and stated "dinner's on!"
When Mike and Gary made it to the secondary dining room off the kitchen, the round table was set with nice silverware, a large red and white checkered tablecloth adorned the table, a couple of candles were lit in the center, and a serving cart was absolutely loaded with enough food for ten people.
As they stared at the amount of food in near disbelief, the two boys sat down and seemed to pay no attention to it.
There were four people and yet there were ten perfectly cooked venison steaks on a plate. There was a huge bowl of what looked like steak fries which Tim it appeared had made from scratch. There was squash and there was also a vegetable medley.
Tim had been busy and had gotten out the bread-making machine and had baked some sort of herbal bread loaf that smelled like a baker's heaven.
A large stock pot of soup had been made and the stock had been made from scratch.
Gary and Mike were enjoying a pleasant meal. Tim and Tommy on the other hand were consuming quantities of food that were beyond incredible. What seemed strange was that neither of them noticed the amount that they were eating. They were consuming what had to be a quantity that was four or five times more than they would ordinarily.
As the meal went on, skinny little Tim had to stop and stand up to loosen the belt he was wearing on his jeans. Mike and Gary were both astounded to see that there was a round belly protruding where there had been none before. About ten minutes later Tommy had to do the same thing. His belly had grown also, and again he seemed totally un-phased by the fact that he had consumed so much.
By the time that desert was served and it was discovered that there were two. Tim had made Flan and Tommy had bought a huge cheesecake. Gary and Mike had a normal dinner. By the end of the evening there was not too much in the way of leftovers. Tim and Tommy had continued eating and though both Tim and Tommy had completed the meal they went on to finish most of the flan and all but about 6 slices of the cheesecake.
Gary was counting calories as the boys ate and it was a wild guess that they had each consumed somewhere between 10,000 and 14,000 at the one meal. Mike was really concerned about this.
Gary was less concerned and stated that with the formula modifications, the calories would not all go to fat.
When the kitchen was cleaned up, both Tim and Tommy were feeling like sex. The strange thing was that the hugely swollen bellies became part of the erotic play.
Both men had these huge round ball bellies and were laughing like a couple of children playing with them.
About four in the morning as often happens on more remote ranches in the Southwestern Desert, a wind-storm had come up. The windows rattled, the ridges of the metal roof on the large ranch home created odd sounds as the wind blew over them at high speed. Tim awakened with a start.
Being from Nebraska, Tim had grown up with the terrible possibilities of weather, the worst being a tornado. Tim instantly panicked and wondered what was going on. He was a little panicky as he went to the bathroom. The power was on, and that was a good sign? As he saw himself in the mirror, it was obvious that the huge round belly he had, or imagined he had was gone. His fear was still palpable in the air. Tommy, for reasons unknown tuned in to the stress of his love and awakened immediately. The light of the bathroom allowed him to see that the color had fled from Tim's face.
"Good God! What's wrong sweetheart?"
"The wind is so loud, do you get tornadic activity here?"
"It's not impossible, but, this is definitely not tornadic, it's just the joys of living on a ranch in the middle of the desert."
"I saw a farm flattened when I was young, and one of my schoolmates was killed."
"I'm sorry sweetheart, you never shared that with me before."
"I don't know why, but high wind when it roars like this scares me."
"You want to cuddle?"
Tim didn't react immediately, so Tommy got out of bed and put his arms around Tim to find him shaking.
"Shit, you really are scared sweetheart!"
"My Mom and Sis never knew that when we were under tornado watch, that I never slept at night." "After the Gundersson's were all killed, the memories of Andreas or "Andy" haunted me." "Every time this happened after my Dad was killed, I felt I had to protect the family."
"OK, to put your mind at ease: `Have we had any storm activity in the last twenty-four hours?" "Any thunder or lightening?" "In the desert, there is not a great deal of terrain to shield the structures from blowing wind." " We planted a windbreak a few years ago, but the cypress trees we planted are not yet tall enough to shield the house when the wind gusts get over about forty miles per hour."
Tommy reached under and picked Tim up gently and reassuringly. He kissed him and placed him in bed right next to where he himself was going to lie down. He gently eased down right next to the love of his life. The day had been warm, and as a result, neither Tim nor Tommy were wearing anything.
As Tommy cuddled up to Tim, he gently rubbed his hand through the hair on Tim's chest and down his abdominal area. Somehow it felt different to him. Very soon he was beginning to drift off to sleep, and so was Tim. As he cuddled up to Tim, he whispered very lovingly in Tim's ear. "It's starting for you sweetheart, I think you're starting your ride." For most this would have brought them wide awake again, but for Tim, those words were like the best and most loving tranquilizer he could ever have heard.
His penis was unchanged except it had at those words gone into instant erection.
Tommy had erected as well. His mind had gone back to that secret place. He was dreaming. In his dream Tim had him tied up. He could see himself as if he were an outside observer to the whole scene.
There was some sort of "dungeon" with torches lighting and flames dancing. The temperature was hot and humid, his own body in his dream glowed with sweat and made his musculature even larger than it was, or maybe he was larger. Tim or what looked like a version of Tim was as big or bigger than Tommy. He was stroking Tommy's face as if he was appraising a horse he was interested in buying. There was a weird kind of sadistic look on Tim's face. In the dream the strokes turned Tommy on and a penis even larger than reality came up in a throbbing vein covered erection.
Tommy could hear the words, it was Tim's voice, and yet it wasn't. He could hear the words as if they were real.
What was real at this point was that Tommy's throbbing erection was leaking precum and it was running on to the real Tim's back into the fur patch just above his butt and on down to the sheets.
In Tommy's dream, this version of Tim was absolutely in charge and Tommy was absolutely powerless. The words were of an individual with vast power over another, the words were erotic and yet biting and slashing at the same time.
Tommy in his dream state next found himself in such a position that his ass was in the air. It seems as if this transition had just happened. Tommy saw a sneer on the face of this masterful man. He watched the man put on a forearm length glove and he was terrified. He did not know why.
What was Tim going to do to him!
A second or two later Tommy felt pain in his ass like he had never felt before. In his dream, he screamed.
Tommy awakened on the floor, he had fallen out of bed after his erotic dream had become a terrible nightmare. As he awakened, Tim was beside him, initially Tommy recoiled in terror at Tim's sight , he was in that state between sleep and awake, he was not fully coherent. Tommy had fallen out of bed on to the floor, and had during the seconds before the fall knocked a brass vase off of his nightstand. When Tommy fell the vase had been in just such a position that the bottom had been pushed hard into Tommy's ass. It was obvious that on his fall a portion of the vase had penetrated him and had been shoved hard into his ass.
What was strange was that there was semen all over Tim's back and butt not to mention the bed sheets.
As Tommy quickly regained his brain, he began to realize the reality of what had happened and separate it from the fantasy of the dream state.
What would happen if this formula did in fact turn his Tim, his sweet Tim into some kind of monster. It had not happened to him, but with all of the modifications that were taking place, would Tim be the same? As much as Tommy tried to put this out of his mind, he had been shown something in a nightmare that he had never considered.
Tim was cleaning up and had gotten clean bed sheets. Tommy was still a little groggy and had been so terrified that he was still not thinking right.
Though the genetic modification had made Tommy's anal canal far more elastic, the shape of the base of the brass vase had done some slight tearing to the tissues, and here he was again with a sore ass.
Was some kind of other worldly force trying to tell Tommy that his relationship would end in his injury or his death?
Tim was now the one trying to figure out what had happened. Tommy was afraid to admit the erotic aspects of the dream or nightmare and that it had been these erotic aspects of being tied and powerless that had caused his massive ejaculation. If he had admitted this, he was not certain in his own mind that it would not be fuel for the future if there indeed was some kind of disaster that came from the genetic modification.
The next morning both Tim and Tommy went into the lab/office on the ranch and the scales begin to tell a tale. In the few days since the appetite stimulant both had been attacking food as if eating was a new pastime. There was really no fat or problems that way, everything was being utilized for tissue building and the skeletal modifications in Tim. Tommy had gained ten pounds taking him from 240 up to 250. Tim had gained twelve pounds, though he appeared not to have gotten any larger physically. Most of the weight gain in Tim was attributed to skeletal growth and thickening.
Tim was happy at this point. Just maybe he was going to have all of his dreams.
As the nights continued the nightmares returned for Tommy. In fact they returned again and again. The lack of sleep began to cloud his judgment and emotionally Tommy was headed downhill more and more. While his body was only doing minimal things, his mind was going places that were not good and he had repeated nightmares where the love of his life was hurting him. There were various kinds of torture, and in every one of these nightmares he ejaculated buckets which upset him even more. The thing that frightened him most also turned him on to a level he had never before reached.
He was afraid to talk to either Mike or Gary in fear that after everything he had gone through to get the transformation for Tim that he was going to look like an absolute idiot.
As the days passed things did begin to change. Tim had gained another 3 pounds in the interim and he was elated. He wanted sex all the time, but it was in no way "out of control". He was hard at a moments notice. In fact getting Tim hard was almost comical. Because he was still small, it took a total of about 12 seconds for Tim to go from completely flaccid to hard as a rock.
Tommy's own bodybuilding efforts began to pick up steam at the gym and he could tell he was growing again. This time however it was in some ways more pleasurable than it had been the first time. The formulae revisions had improved the comfort level of the transformation a great deal.
On Monday, Tim started to experience something that he feared. He shaved his face completely before going out to tend to his ranch duties. By noon a dark shadow could be seen on his face. In a move that was unusual, Tim had returned to the ranch house for lunch. He wanted to call his Mother and Sister before his Mom went to work. It was her birthday, and he wanted her to hear from him personally.
Tim picked up the phone, dialed her number, and on the other end was a cheerful voice. The voice was that of his Mother. He didn't notice anything himself, but his Mom asked him if he had a cold or something.
She mentioned to him that evidently his voice was changing more. Tim had not thought about it, but with what was going on it was certainly possible at minimum.
After he finished the conversation he went in to the bedroom he shared with Tommy. This was the pathway to the bathroom. Hey it was close and he needed to take a leak! As he passed the mirror he was startled to see the growth of facial hair.
He had always been heavily bearded, but the speed at which it had grown had momentarily startled him. He picked out his electric razor and again did a major shave job cleaning his face nicely.
The wind had still been blowing and because of a storm front the sun was warm, but the wind was cold as it came from the southwest.
Tim again looked at himself in the mirror and he could not put his finger on it, but there were other changes in his face.
He would have to talk to Mike and or Gary later that evening so that he would be certain that he was not going nuts.
In the weeks since the snake bite, Tommy had healed completely and was doing well. Because of the fuel, Tommy had placed his cherished El Camino back in the garage and had returned again to the little black Falcon Ranchero.
Tim went back out freshly shaved (for the second time that day) and tended to his duties on the ranch. There were repairs to a wind powered well pump which were being done by a professional. Tommy or Tim would do it if it was an easy repair, but if it required diagnosis Mike and Gary had given him the authority to just call in a professional.
The repair to the well on this particular pasture had come from worn parts and the cost of repairs was about two hundred dollars including the tax on the parts. Tim went to the main "study" in the ranch home and from an account he was given to do this, he wrote a check for the repair obtaining a receipt from the technician.
By the time that this was finished it was heading towards time to fix the evening meal. Because he wanted an exam that evening he dug some things out of the freezer and began the process of thawing the food to be the meal.
Back in town, Tommy had clocked out of work and had made it to the parking lot before his cell phone rang.
"Sweetheart" would you go by Diaz on your way home and get me some bell peppers?"
"Of course, something special for dinner?"
"I got some ground Turkey out of the freezer and I wanted to make stuffed bell peppers, OK with you?"
"Absolutely!"
"What are we going to have with it?"
"Probably a salad, there is also some leftover potato salad and slaw, and I have the mixer going doing a lemon pie for desert."
"Oops, almost missed Diaz, anything else you need?"
"Not that I know of."
By the time Tommy got home he was tired, but he felt good and a tiny bit stiff. He went in to the kitchen and there stood his beautiful Tim. He walked up behind his lover and started rubbing his back.
"Oh, that feels so friggin good!" "My back has been itching today!"
When Tim turned around to return the kiss he had gotten on the back of the neck he rubbed Tommy's face with his own and Tommy immediately said: "Ouch! " "Geez, did you forget to shave this morning sweetheart?"
"Yeah, I gotta talk to your Uncles tonight." "I shaved once this morning before I went out to start on the chores, then I shaved again after lunch!"
"My back has been itching today something fierce!"
Tommy had a good idea what it was already and that was the activation of follicles. He took a wild guess that this meant that a great deal more hair had started to grow on Tim's body as well.
He remembered when he did this the first time that it had been such a change for him. When he came to live at the ranch he had been relatively hairless, Now he could easily shave a full beard if he had desired to wear one. It was more tame now than it had been,, but he remembered the weird sensations when the hair growth had started.
In Tommy when he was on the treatment, he got to the point he could shave twice a day and by nightfall or bed time a covering of light unshaved beard could be seen on his face yet again.
Because Tim had been very hairy to start out with, there was no telling where this was going to go with Tim.
Before dinner, Tim shaved the third time in a twenty-four hour period to look decent at the dinner table.
As dinner was going on, Tim really did not have to say anything, both Mike and Gary could see and hear some changes in Tim. At about eight P.M. Tim was stripped to his birthday suit and he was on a table being examined.
High powered magnification was being used on his face and on both sides of his body looking closely at the skin.
Mike smiled at Tim and said: "You know that really horrible skin on your face that you've always hated?" "The acne scarring is all beginning to fill in now and the pours on your face have tightened a great deal. There were zero acne leisions anywhere on Tim's body.
"You complained of itching on your back." "The cause of that itching is the sprouting of tiny vellus hairs all over your back." "There are also tons of tiny vellus hairs sprouting between the existing hairs on your chest, your neck, your belly, and most of all your face. The hair line appears to be raising as well.
"What are vellus hairs?"
"Vellus hair is in essence baby hair that is new growth. Adult hair is called terminus hair and this would be the full sized hair that you already have."
"You mean I am going to get even more hairy?"
"Yep, but remember that some of what you gain will be lost as you go off the formulae." "In addition, as you grow in muscle density and size, you will have more surface area." "It will look real dense for a while and then as you get bigger it will probably look about the same as what you have now."
"The thing to remember though is that we are doing your "gift" a little different than we did Tommy's." "The reason is to make it easier on you and the second reason is the genetics you have are just as good as Tommy's, but, they are different than Tommy's and we want your safety to be number one consideration.
"Tim, you are definitely going to get a great deal hairier than you are right now." "A part of this hair may be lost after your transformation is completed, and on the other hand it might not be."
"The quantity of hair is astounding, but again we do not know how much of this will make it all the way to terminus hair.
"Oh, by the way I noticed one other change and that is that your testicles have increased in size from our original measurement."
"Your penis has so far not grown, but the when part of all of the changes is kind of done by what your body wants to do." "We can boost any part, but, it is far easier on you to just let it run it's course."
"Tim, you're definitely starting your ride, in some ways this is going to be as much of a mystery to us as it will be to you simply because what we are using on you is substantially different than what was used on Tommy."
The diagnosis of the additional hair had Tommy hard as a rock and dripping. Yet there was still this strange fear of Tim.
By eleven P.M. the house was asleep with the notable exception of Tommy. He had suffered yet another nightmare and had awakened completely dripping in perspiration. It was awful, there had been so many of these erotic nighmares that he had gone to bed wearing a condom to try and prevent himself from spraying cum all over Tim yet again when it happened.
At least that had worked!
By two A.M. he went and knocked on his uncle's bedroom door. He was sorry to have awakened them, but, he had to tell them what was going on in case the nightmares were a result of his formula.
When he had done this for the first time there had been dreams and they had all been erotic ! This time they would start out erotic and turn to absolute terror.
"Uncle Mike, Uncle Gary, we gotta talk, I keep having nightmares and they're all starring Tim, what can I do?"
Tommy talked for a good hour, he was frightened of both his own thoughts and now he was becoming frightened of Tim and for no good reason.