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Transformations, Part 4

by The_english_don


Stewart had just left the pub after finally being dumped by Karen. He had been caught playing around once too often, and after being drenched by a pint of beer over his head, he thought it best to cut his losses. “Fuck you bitch, I’ve got offers coming out of my ears, I’ve forgotten you already!” He yelled, and stormed out into the warm summer’s night.

Feeling drunk and hyper, he decided that a slow walk home through his quiet village would be a good idea. Trying to ignore the fact he was covered in beer, he shoved his hands in his trousers and sauntered home. It was a quiet night, with few people around. Thinking about who he would fuck next, he went through his various conquests in his head, finally deciding on a girl he had met last week. Realising that he probably didn’t look his best, he would wait until tomorrow to make his move. Stewart was attractive and in good shape, and had no trouble getting what he wanted, so he didn’t even consider failure. Starting to feel horny, he felt the world was his for the taking. Suddenly, Stewart saw a flash of lightning in an otherwise calm night sky. Followed by a clap of thunder, it seemed to hit something near his old primary school. He decided to investigate. As he walked into the yard, he could see smoke rising from the field. Running onto the football pitch, he stopped dead in his tracks. In the middle of the field stood a giant of man, easily over 8 feet, and huge muscles covered his naked body, glistening in the moonlight. His head was completely bald, but he had a long beard that reached down between his massive chest muscles. His cock was gigantic, as it lay, dangling between his gargantuan thighs. Stewart wasn’t remotely gay, but he couldn’t help but stand there in awe. But he quickly sensed trouble, and turned to run away. He was no match for the giant.

“YOU DARE TO RUN FROM ME BOY?” The giant bellowed, as he strode towards Stewart. “Look mate, I don’t know who or what the hell you are, but stay from me, I’ve got a knife!” Stewart pathetically replied. Realising that this guy could beat him to a pulp, he increased his speed. But the giant never broke into a sprint; he merely strode up to Stewart and grabbed him by the neck. “When I’m finished with you, you’ll be unrecognisable!” Thinking that the giant would kill and dismember him, he feared for his life. “What are you going to do with me?” He whimpered. “ENOUGH TALK, LET’S GET STARTED!” The giant pushed Stewart along towards the school. He kicked the school hall doors as if they were made of paper, and threw Stewart inside. The giant ripped Stewart’s clothes off, as he stood trembling in fear. “Get on your knees”, said the giant, as he took hold of his massive cock, and let out a stream of piss onto Stewart’s naked body, dowsing him in golden liquid. He was repulsed, but had no choice but to accept what was happening to him. The liquid was warm, and it made him tingle; a weird feeling that was almost arousing. As the giant shook the last of the piss from his cock, Stewart’s own cock started twitching.

“Oh god”, he said aloud; as his captor’s own penis quickly swelled to its massive erect state. “I AM YOUR GOD!” Said the giant man. He thrust his cock into Stewart’s mouth. It was simply too big for him to take, so the giant ordered him to lick it. Stewart’s stomach churned as he licked the bulbous head, working his way down to the huge balls. The cock grew longer and heavier, as the giant moaned in pleasure. By this stage, Stewart’s cock had swelled to a full erection. His mind was telling him to be repulsed, but his senses were registering pleasure. Eventually, his captor lifted him up by his arms and carried him over to the climbing frame. With some climbing rope that was hanging from the ceiling, he tied Stewart’s limbs to the frame and played with Stewart’s cock. Soon, he bent down and started sucking it, twisting his nipples He found himself whimpering in delight, desperately trying to free himself. He didn’t have a chance of escaping, as the giant had tied the rope securely in place. Soon he felt the cum boiling, that familiar feeling that he was ready to cum. “What are you going to do to me?”

“I am going to open your eyes, allow you to become a true man”. And with that, he slammed his palm against the boy’s head. The light bulbs blew overhead, as Stewart felt an enormous surge of electricity hit him, as he was forced back against the frame. Blue energy pulsated through the giant into him. Incredible heat poured through his veins, as he felt his skin rippling. He began convulsing as his chest began to expand, gradually forming two massive pecs. His stomach swelled out; as swollen muscles grew from nowhere, his cock, already rock hard, expanded outwards and upward, slapping his new muscular gut. As the energy pounded into him, he suddenly climaxed, again and again, his cock remaining hard and growing ever fatter and longer. He felt his leg muscles stretch and grow, as his back muscles pushed him from the frame. Huge biceps shot out from his arms, as his hands and feet grew to match his new bulk. The rope around his wrists and ankles became looser, as he grew in height and strength. Stewart’s mind emptied, replaced with an old and ancient knowledge of a different existence. He was filled with an overwhelming desire to fuck this man, to fuck all men. He let out a roar, as the rope finally gave way, and launched at his captor, whom he now matched in size.

The two giant hulks launched into each other, punching, clawing at each other’s backs. Gravity became meaningless as Stewart threw the other into the air. With a newfound instinct, he leapt into the air, and continued the fight. The men knew this was a brutal act of foreplay, and soon they were savagely kissing and groping; in the air, on the ground and against the wall. Monstrous cocks gleaming with pre-cum, massive bodies dripping in sweat.

“FUCK ME HARD, NEWBORN! USE ALL THAT STRENGTH ON ME!” The giant said, as Stewart whipped him over on his back. Hoisting his legs up to reveal a well-stretched arsehole; he rammed his massive cock up him. Electricity flew between them, as the school gym was destroyed all around them. Slamming into his creator’s hole, pendulous balls slapping back and forth. Both men could feel the other’s sensations: Stewart felt a huge cock pumping in his arsehole, penetrating and stretching him. The other felt a warm, moist arsehole clamping around his cock.

All these sensations brought both men over the edge. Their bodies expanded and swelled to levels unknown to the power that fuelled the transformations. Their muscular frames became impossibly huge; the ground fractured beneath them as they continued to pummel each other. Thunder and lightning tore the night sky apart. All throughout the surrounding area, men suddenly became overwhelmed with the urge to copulate with other men. A nearby police car was filled with the sound of men grunting, as the two officers fucked furiously. The local boarding school bore witness to teenage orgies – young men wanking and groping each other.

The level of energy was unsustainable, and eventually at the epicentre, the giant superman exploded, cum hitting the roof from the giant’s cock. Stewart had ceased to be. He had become something else. Finally, he got off his new companion, exhausted but invigorated. “I want to see myself. I want to see what I’ve become,” he muttered as he headed off to find a mirror.

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