Big Changes

It was Thursday night. I'd had a long day at work and I decided to
call in at the bar I usually go to before I went home. The bar was
usually fairly quiet on Thursday's and I looked around for familiar
faces as I slowly sipped my vodka and orange. Actually, I was hoping
to spot one familiar face in particular. I had known Chris Johnson
for several years. We both went to the same school. I also knew that
he was bad news. Whatever he was doing, it was usually illegal. I'm
pretty certain he must have worked his way through the criminal
statute books over the last few years but he always seemed to avoid
getting caught. Somehow I managed to overlook all this because I
wanted him. Badly. He was 6'4, good looking with a shaved head, his
muscular physique bulged out of the tight t shirt and jeans that he
always wore. The only problem was that he didn't seem very interested
in me. He always stood on the other side of the bar and seemed to
look at me with contempt. Having said that, he seemed to look at
everyone else the same way too. Still, he usually gave me something
to think about when I went home. There was no sign of him tonight
though, I couldn't help wondering where he was.

Chris had broken into the government research laboratory. Initially,
he had just wanted to get in, get some cash and get out as soon as
possible but the person who had locked up had forgotten to set the
alarms and the place was to interesting to just leave. He walked up
to a door marked "Restricted Access. Dangerous chemicals" He tried
the handle but the door was locked. A few kicks from his huge
workboots should soon remedy that. The door soon gave way to Chris's
mighty legs and he walked into the room. The room had a sickly sweet
odour, the walls were lined with glass cabinets containing strange
looking chemicals. Then Chris noticed something looking like a cash
box on top of one of the cabinets, next to a huge bottle of a vivid
blue liquid, too tall to fit into the cabinets. It had a big warning
label stuck to the front. Chris reached up to grab the cash box and
missed, knocking over the bottle instead. The lid had not been put on
properly and the blue liquid poured all over Chris, drenching him
completely. "Shit!" He spat out the vile tasting liquid and it was
fairly obvious that it was responsible for the sickly smell. Chris
started to panic but then he noticed that the chemical was
disappearing. It had been absorbed by his clothes and his body.
Suddenly he was in immense pain and he collapsed to the floor. He was
writhing around on the floor when he noticed that the room seemed to
be getting smaller. He took no notice and assumed it must be a
hallucination brought on by the chemical.

I continued my drink in the bar and was chatting to a few people I
knew when we heard an explosion in the distance. At first we took no
notice but then there were further explosions and we felt the ground
shudder. Everything fell silent for a few moments and then there was
pandemonium outside. People were running in all directions. We all
ran out side to see what had happened. We had only taken a few steps
when we stopped dead in our tracks. Chris was walking towards us but
he was huge. I don't know how big he was but he easily cleared the
city hall with one step. His huge boots filling up the square and
obliterating the vast monument to the city founders. Chris looked
down at his feet with contempt. "You puny little runts!" he
boomed. "I'm in charge now and I'm gonna give you something better to
look at than a crappy little statue". With one swift movement he tore
off his huge tight t shirt and tossed it aside. It covered a nearby
office block like a huge blanket. I gasped as Chris's muscular torso
was exposed to the world, the ring through his nipple glinted in the
street light. "Its gonna work like this. You all do exactly what I
want you to do, and I'll do exactly what I want to do too" Chris let
out a bellowing, evil sounding laugh. I just gazed up at him in awe.
I think I probably wanted him now more than I ever had before. Chris
looked down at the crowds far below him. "First, I'm gonna have some
entertainment" Chris reached down to his crotch and slowly undid his
jeans. People screamed as he pulled out his monster sized dick. Even
when he was normal sized that thing would have been huge, but now it
was just colossal. Chris began to gently stoke his dick, it grew hard
instantly. Then he began pumping away vigorously using both hands.
Everyone watched with a mixture of disgust and fascination. Chris's
moans echoed across the city. Finally with a huge shout streams of
cum shot far over the square. Breaking glass could be heard as the
jets of cum struck buildings with huge force and shattered the
windows. Chris sighed and refastened his jeans. "I've just pulled off
the biggest hostage take in the whole of history. I'm going to make
sure that you little runts can't get away from me." Chris thundered
off in the direction of the motorway.

To be continued...