Back-up Valentine

by Six Pecs

Carver had planned to spend the night all by himself, but his roommate Clay unexpectedly arrives home early from his Valentine’s Day date, pent up and needing release. Carver is all too eager to lend his incredible body to help out his best friend, but his incredible body wants to be more than just friends with benefits; it wants to be Clay’s Valentine.

Carver sat back in his favorite burgundy lounge chair with his legs spread wide and both feet planted squarely on the floor. The backrest enveloped his skinny frame. He wore nothing but his short, light-pink, silk bathrobe which lay open, revealing his hairless chest and flat stomach. He had a happy trail of dark hair leading from his belly button down to his neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. His cock and balls spilled out of his robe and filled the space on the seat cushion between his slender thighs. The last couple inches of his footlong, wrist-thick, flaccid cock dangled over the edge of his seat.

Carver was not at all concerned about his lewd appearance. His roommate was out on a Valentine’s Day date with his girlfriend, leaving Carver by himself in their apartment. On any other Friday night, Carver would be out at the bars or the club, seeking out a fresh, new guy for a one-time hook up, but Valentine’s Day was too risky. He had a strict no-strings-attached policy with his sexual partners, but something about Valentine’s Day had a way of inspiring even the most ardent anti-monogamist to attach strings, especially to a man of Carver’s talents.

Carver had spent the last two hours watching RuPaul’s Drag Race and slowly growing his cock and balls. At the size it was, when fully hard, his cock would have reached a length of two and a half feet and been just wide enough for his fingers to touch when he wrapped both of his hands around it. Now that Untucked was over, he was ready to move on to the next phase of his Valentine’s Day evening alone. He switched his TV input to his internet browser and began perusing the latest offerings of his favorite gay porn site. He spent a few minutes looking through the various titles before settling on one he’d seen many times before: Twink Blackmails His Step-Daddy Boss.

Just as he hit play, he heard the sound of a key turning the lock on the front door. Carver dropped the remote control on the floor when he bolted up from his seat, so the porn continued to play on the screen. Carver quickly tied his robe closed, but the tip of his huge soft cock dangled visibly three inches below the hem of his skimpy, silk bathrobe. There was no time to hide or turn off the TV as his roommate opened the door. Carver froze.

“Clay! What are you doing home so early?” Carver exclaimed as his roommate, Clay, entered the apartment.

“Oh! The date ended early,” grunted Clay as he kicked off his shoes. The door was still open, and Carver felt a rush of frigid air come into the warm living room.

“Is Camilla with you?” Carver asked nervously. Carver didn’t have to worry about Clay seeing him in his current state, but Clay’s girlfriend was another story.

“No!” snapped Clay as he shut and locked the door behind him.

“Is everything all right?” asked Carver. Carver watched Clay take off his coat, winter cap, and scarf and hang them up on the coat rack. Clay was wearing a purple turtleneck sweater that hugged every curve of his hard-earned muscles, a tastefully tailored pair of gray slacks, and matching gray and purple argyle socks. His short, sandy-blonde hair was messy from having just taken off a knit beanie.

Clay remained silent and kept his back turned toward Carver. Clay took off his black, horn-rimmed glasses and used the end of the scarf he had just hung up to wipe the fog from the lenses. Carver also remained silent to hold space for Clay. Still looking down at his glasses, Clay took a deep breath and answered, “Camilla broke up with me.”

“Shit! I’m sorry, man. That sucks,” consoled Carver. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I don’t know, bro!” sighed Clay. He wiped his eyes with his right hand while holding his glasses in his left hand and turned around. Without putting back on his glasses, Clay walked over to the matching burgundy couch and plopped himself down on the seat farthest from Carver’s chair. “It just fucking sucks! You know?” complained Clay.

Carver slowly sat back down in the lounge chair and allowed himself to relax. “What happened?” he asked.

Clay sighed heavily as he put his glasses back on. He looked up and caught sight of the TV. On the screen, a skinny young man in business attire had his pants pulled down and was having his cock blown through a glory hole. Clay squinted at the TV and asked, “Are you watching porn, bro?”

“Oh, no, it’s fine,” hesitated Carver. “It’s a movie, a comedy of sorts. You’d probably like it! It’s just got some X-rated content, but it’s all good.”

“A movie, huh? What’s it about?” queried Clay without taking his eyes off the TV.

“Oh, well, it’s about this guy,” began Carver, pointing to the twink on screen getting the blow job. “He blackmails his boss, and at first it’s great, but then it backfires when his boss gets dirt on him, and they end up in this awkward stalemate at a company event with the boss’s wife and that guy’s mom.”

“Uh huh, so why the glory hole?” asked Clay.

“Oh, it’s his boss who’s on the other side of the wall. This guy is about to figure it out, but right now neither of them know,” explained Carver. “But it’s fine. Tell me what happened tonight.”

Clay told Carver how Camilla broke up with him in the very expensive car ride on their way to the show with the very expensive tickets after their candlelight dinner at the very expensive restaurant, all of which Clay had paid for. As Clay described his romantic date gone tragically wrong, Carver noticed Clay stealing glances at his enlarged cock and balls peeking out the bottom of his short, silk bathrobe. Carver listened to Clay, but he shifted his focus to Clay’s crotch, which he had a full frontal view of now that Clay had shifted to lying down on the couch with his right foot propped up on the armrest, and his left foot planted on the floor.

Carver reached out with his mind and willed Clay’s cock to double in size and divide in two. The crotch of Clay’s slacks shifted visibly with the addition of the new cock, but it did not seem uncomfortable for Clay. In fact, Clay showed no sign that he even noticed the change that had just happened to him. Clay went on and on, and Carver gradually increased the length and girth of Clay’s two cocks. Eventually, Clay did look uncomfortable, as his two massive monster cocks strained the crotch of his pants.

“And the worst part is that she made me give her my ticket so she could go with her mom!” griped Clay. “So the tickets wouldn’t go to waste! Can you believe that?”

“Unbelievable!” interjected Carver. “Say, Clay, your pants look about ready to burst at the seams! Wouldn’t you be more comfortable if you took off your pants and let your cocks air out a bit?”

“Oh, are you sure you don’t mind?” asked Clay, as if Carver’s suggestion was nothing out of the ordinary.

“Please!” laughed Carver. “Mine have been out this whole time!” Craver had added two additional cocks to his body, just as thick, long, and dangly as the one he had grown earlier. Clay’s eye bulged out when he glanced down and finally noticed Carver’s three cocks hanging over the edge of his seat. Carver began to lengthen his cocks, and Clay smiled.

“All right, I guess they are pretty packed in here,” Clay acquiesced. He sat up, unzipped the fly on his slacks, and shoved them down his legs. His boxers were overstuffed with two arm-sized, flaccid cocks tangled up and spilling out the legs along with his orange-sized balls. Clay kicked off his slacks onto the floor. Then he grabbed the waistband of his boxers and took them off too. With his cocks at last free, Clay shifted back to lying down on the couch as before, with his legs spread wide.

Clay continued his tirade against his recently-ex-girlfriend. Carver thought he looked amazing in his purple muscle sweater against the burgundy sofa, wearing nothing below the waist but his purple and gray argyle socks. All five of Carver and Clay’s wrist-thick cocks increased in length as if unspooling out of their crotches. They hit the floor and began to spread out on the red, velvet, living-room rug. Carver savored the stimulation of their serpentine cocks writhing among one another on the velvet rug; however, Clay barely seemed to notice.

Clay’s cocks grew in earnest and began coiling around Carver’s cocks. Carver’s cocks responded by sliding themselves back and forth inside Clay’s cock coils. Clay was still telling Carver about his break-up, seemingly unaware that his cocks were jacking Carver’s cocks as he spoke. Meanwhile, Carver was aware of little else. He had stopped listening to Clay until he felt Clay nudge his left arm with his right foot.

“What do you think she meant by that?” asked Clay.

“Aw fuck! Who knows?” replied Carver. “But dude, you are super horned up right now! What gives?” he asked Clay.

“What do you mean?” asked Clay.

“Your cocks man! Look at them!” replied Carver. “They’re all wrapped around and squeezing my dicks like you’re trying to get me off.” Then Carver subtly, mentally handed the proverbial reins over to Clay.

“Oh shit! I’m so sorry, bro!” Clay apologized. “I didn’t realize what I was doing.” Clay carefully uncoiled his cocks from Carver’s and he started decreasing their lengths, so that they appeared to be slowly retracting into his body. “I really thought I’d be getting laid tonight,” Clay explained. “I arranged this whole romantic evening that she said she wanted for Valentine’s Day, which is her favorite holiday, and I thought for sure we’d have bomb sex at the end of the night. I haven’t jacked off in two weeks.”

“Two weeks!” gasped Carver. “Dude! You gotta get off!”

“No bro, it’s cool. I know the rules,” said Gary. “No hard-ons or cumming when we’re both home unless one of us is sleeping.”

“You gotta get off now!” insisted Carver. “Seriously, man, that’s dangerous!”

“I know, bro. I’m so sorry,” Clay apologized. “But the bigger the risk, the bigger the reward, right? And I thought I had bet on a sure thing! Think of how fucking awesome it would have been after saving up for two weeks!”

Carver made prayer hands around his nose and covered his mouth to hide his expression, like Stefon from SNL, while he pondered for a moment.

“What are you thinking?” asked Clay.

“I’ll help you out,” answered Carver. “You can get fully hard and fuck me to get off tonight. Just this once.”

“Are you sure, Carver?” asked Clay. “That means breaking at least a dozen of your strict policies.”

“This is an emergency!” exclaimed Carver. “You really need to cum, and you’re my best friend! Of course I’m sure.”

A curious, dumbfounded expression crept across Clay’s face as he realized this was really going to happen. Gradually, the corners of his gaping mouth turned upward into a gleefully mischievous grin, and Clay allowed his cocks to swell. Clay stood up and nudged the coffee table out of the way with his left leg, and Carver pushed the lounge chair back to give Clay’s cocks room to grow. Clay’s cocks widened evenly up and down the lengths of the shafts of his cocks while his balls swelled with cum like water balloons.

Carver willed his cocks to start spewing precum. He coiled two of his cocks around each of Clay’s cocks and began to slather them with his precum as they grew to full size. Carver curved his remaining cock back and inserted it into his own asshole to lube himself up. When Clay’s cocks reached their maximum, Carver slid his cocks up and down the entire length of each of Clay’s cocks to make sure every square inch on Clay’s massive hard-ons were lubed up with his precum. Clay’s fully hard hypercocks were each four feet long and two and a half feet around. Each of his nuts was the size of a beach ball, and they sagged down past his knees.

Satisfied that both he and Clay were adequately lubed up with his precum, Carver retracted his cocks, slouched way down in the lounge chair, brought both his knees up to his shoulders and held them there to reveal his hungry hole. Clay took a couple of steps back and pivoted so his right cock brushed past Carver and rested on the couch and his left cock was pointed at Carver. Clay positioned the tip of his left cock so that it pressed right up against Carver’s asshole.

Carver reached down with both hands on either side of his asshole and pulled it open. He stretched his hole wide enough for Clay to be able to start pushing his left cock into Carver’s ass. When the cockhead was all the way in, Carver had Clay stop pushing. Carver then took his left hand and shoved it into his asshole right up against Clay’s left cock, and he began to pull his asshole open even wider.

Clay used both hands to grab his right cock and position it right up against his left cock, so Carver could pull his asshole around both cocks. Once Carver had gotten his hyper anus around both of Clay’s massive cockheads, Clay stretched his arms forward and elongated them to grab each of Carver’s ankles, which Carver was still holding in the air above himself. With an ankle in each hand, Clay retracted his arms and pulled Carver’s lower body down around his cocks.

Carver stretched the part of his body between his waist and his navel to accommodate the two heavy punching bags inside him, so that the part of his body above his navel remained on the lounge chair and retained its size and shape. He was still wearing the light-pink bathrobe, which hardly covered any of his gigantic midriff. Below his belly button, Carver’s body bulged out and stretched tightly around both of Clay’s hypercocks, both of which pointed slightly out and away from each other, so that the part of Carver just two inches below his navel was stretched out three times as wide as he was the part of Carver just two inches above his navel.

Carver’s body stretched over the four-foot phalluses and narrowed as it approached the base of Clay’s cocks. Carver’s ass rested against Clay’s giant balls, and his big balls rested against the purple turtleneck sweater Clay was still wearing over his rock-hard abs. Carver’s asshole was stretched so wide around both of Clay’s cocks that his buttcrack was gone and his asscheeks were set fifteen inches apart from each other.

Carver’s legs went up either side of Clay’s torso, and his heels rested on Clay’s shoulders, so his feet framed Clay’s cute face. Clay was still wearing the black horn-rimmed glasses. Clay widened his stance and planted his feet more than a shoulder’s-width apart. He was still wearing the gray and purple argyle socks. Clay bent his knees and, with great effort, hoisted his cocks and Carver into the air. Within a few seconds, Carver went from resting the back of his head on the backrest while slouched in the lounge chair to smacking his forehead against the living room ceiling.

“Oh shit! I’m sorry, bro!” exclaimed Clay.

“It’s fine,” laughed Carver. “Didn’t really hurt, just surprised is all.”

“I just want to move you, so you’re lying on the couch. Okay?” said Clay. Clay carefully backed up. Using only his lower-body strength, Clay guided his hard-ons and Carver over the couch and held them there. He stepped behind the armrest of the sofa, so Carver’s head was hovering above the other armrest.

“Here! Help me get my balls over this armrest and onto the couch,” pleaded Clay.

Carver unspooled his three cocks and grew them around his double-wide ass: two to his left and the other to his right. He lengthened his cocks and coiled them around Clay’s massive nut sack. He could feel with his cocks the gallons of cum roiling inside. Each of Clay’s testicles may have been the size of a beach ball, but each weighed about as much as a full keg of beer. Clay hunched over and reached his arms down to grab his nuts and, with assistance from Carver’s prehensile cocks, hoisted each of his heavy balls over the armrest and onto the couch one at a time.

With a huge sigh of relief, Clay leaned his hips against the armrest and slowly brought his cocks and Carver down on the couch. Carver comfortably propped up his head against his armrest and looked down upon his amazing body. He looked like a freaky, human condom for the two giant hyperdicks with his scrawny upper body at the end. A four foot long happy trail ran down from his belly button to his pubes, which gave him an idea. Carver threw off his silk bathrobe, so he was completely naked.

While Clay caught his breath after the inhuman feat of groin strength of just maneuvering his cocks and Carver into place on the couch, Carver reshaped his upper body. Carver contracted the part of his body stretched out over Clay’s cocks, so that his navel sat at the midpoint along the shafts, and the tips of each of Clay’s cocks inside stopped just shy of the bottom of his pecs. Carver then widened his shoulders, giving his torso a triangular shape, like a giant, human slice of Chicago deep-dish stuffed with two giant wieners.

Carver willed the wide space between Clay’s cocks to fill in with connective tissues and visceral fat and the walls of his rectum and anus to close around each cock, creating two parallel assholes in his body. Carver then expanded the space around the tips of Clay’s cocks to create reservoirs for the cum that would come later, under what appeared to be his pecs on the outside of his body. He then tightened the tissue around the bottom edge of each cockhead to create a vacuum seal, so that when Clay pulled his cocks back, the air pressure in the upper chambers would suck his cocks back in.

Carver multiplied and enlarged his ribs and wrapped them around the upper chambers, and he enlarged his shoulder blades and clavicles. He molded his chest into two massive, pillowy pecs with nipples the size of tea saucers. He reshaped his stomach into 24 rows of rock-hard abs, and he raised them up to make the sides of his body look like giant lats, though it was just his skin wrapped tightly around Clay’s cocks. He even divided his vertebrae to add many smaller bones to his elongated spine.

Carver appeared to have multi-abs, giant lats, and a chest like a king-size mattress, but it was all window dressing. Carver’s insides didn’t even come close to matching his outward appearance. Most of his internal organs were squeezed into the space between his two cavernous rectums, except for those directly attached to his penis, like his bladder and his prostate, which were within the lower half of his body at the other end of the couch. In reality, the majority of Carver’s body was just his two giant assholes, but Clay thought he looked sexy as fuck.

Carver flexed his new flesh tubes to give Clay’s cocks a playful squeeze, signaling he was ready. Clay smiled at Carver and winked at him. Clay brought his left hand up and held Carver’s right foot. He turned and gave Carver’s foot a little kiss. Carver laughed involuntarily like he was ticklish all of the sudden. Clay looked too cute in that turtleneck with his short, messy hair and those horn-rimmed glasses.

Clay began to slowly rock his hips back and forth, thrusting his cocks in and out of Carver’s assholes. Clay started sliding his cocks out of Carver a little farther each time. He elongated his thighs and stomach to pull out more and more while keeping his feet planted on the floor. He also stretched out his scrotum to keep his giant balls, full of cum, seated on the couch. He stretched his hips so far back that his ass hit the coat rack, and the tips of his cocks were still inside Carver’s asses. Clay decided that was too far and settled into a rhythm of stretching his hips back no more than two feet and snapping back to normal to rapidly thrust his hypercocks into Carver’s hyperanuses.

Carver dug his back into the couch and his left shoulder against the backrest. His normal-size neck and head looked comically small in comparison to his double-wide shoulders, which he had to turn to fit on the couch, and his right shoulder still hung off the edge. He rested his head in the corner where the backrest meets the armrest, so he was facing the TV. On the screen, the twink was giving his step-father boss a blowjob in his mom’s bedroom after his step-father caught the twink stealing from his mom.

Carver’s cocks were still slithering around Clay’s huge, heavy balls, but Carver started growing them around Clay: one around his left side, one around his right side, and one underneath him between his legs. The bases of Carver’s cocks were wrapped around his impossibly wide ass to reach Clay’s balls. The middles of his cocks were wrapped and writhing around Clay’s balls. Now, the ends of his cocks were caressing and converging on Clay’s ass. Carver’s nuts began to swell with cum.

“Bro! Why are your balls getting bigger?” Clay asked nervously.

“Because I’m gonna fuck you and cum in your ass,” replied Carver with a smirk.

“Bro! We can’t both get hard,” said Clay. “We’ll cause some serious damage!”

“Oh, don’t worry, man. I’m keeping my cocks in prehensile mode,” Carver reassured Clay. As they were speaking, Carver was lubing up his cocks with his precum. Then he used one of his cocks to lube up Clay’s ass. When Clay’s hole was nicely lubed and loosened up, Carver twisted his three cocks together and gently drilled into Clay with his triple-dick swirl.

“Oh fuck!” Clay moaned, mouth open, eyes closed, glasses on. When he opened his eyes, Clay grabbed ahold of Carver’s ankles, one in each of his hands, and looked down. He closed his eyes again, gritted his teeth, and started fucking Carver faster and harder. Despite his cocks weighing almost 50 pounds each, Clay used his elasticity to pound Carver like a rapid-fire slingshot at 90 beats per minute.

The shape of Carver’s torso undulated violently, as Clay yanked his hypercocks out of Carver and they snapped back into place. Carver’s elasticity caused his body to naturally contract back toward normalcy too. His “lats” and “pecs” deflated each time Clay pulled out, and reinflated each time Clay’s cocks shot back in. Carver’s growing balls thrashed about atop his body, so he grew the bases of his cocks around his own balls to hold them in place. Meanwhile, the middle of Carver’s cocks, between fondling Clay’s massive balls on the couch and softly swirling inside Clay’s butt, expanded and contracted with Clay’s movements.

Clay was a fucking machine; all the while, he was still in his thoughts about his bad break-up earlier in the night. He kept thinking about how much he loved Camilla, and how he thought she loved him just as much, but then how could she treat him so badly and end things so abruptly, which put him in a dangerous situation that now his best friend was all but forced to help him out of. Clay was fucking out all his frustrations literally fucking his best friend up the ass, but it wasn’t enough.

“Carver!” Clay cried out. “I need you…”

“Yeah?” moaned Carver.

“I can’t just fuck you; I need to kiss you!” Clay called out.

“What?!” Carver curled his huge, hollow chest and brought his overbroad shoulders up and forward to face Clay. Clay’s sandy blonde hair was drenched in sweat. Tears welled up in his eyes behind his black glasses. His pouty lips trembled around his open mouth. Carver’s heart raced, and butterflies fluttered in his stomach.

“I know I have no right to ask,” heaved Clay. “You’re already doing so much for me, but I need this! Please!”

“Yes!” cried Carver, and he stretched and lengthened his neck toward Clay. Carver’s head floated gracefully through the air over his impossible torso, poised at the end of his elongated, prehensile neck. Using only his neck, Carver completely closed the distance between him and his best friend, and planted his lips on Clay’s mouth. Carver instinctively enlarged his heart and increased his blood, which immediately flushed his skin from head to toe. Clay could feel the giant heart pounding against the tips of his cocks in the deepest recesses of Carver’s asses.

Carver surrendered his ego. He was no longer in control of his behavior. Every action, every choice, every change was dictated by his impossible body. Carver was consumed with a voracious desire for sexual release but also something else that Carver did not know. Carver’s body was working toward something new.

Clay’s head rose, and his neck emerged from his purple turtleneck and lengthened just like Carver’s neck. Carver and Clay gently twisted their necks together in the air above their double hyperfucking on the burgundy couch. Their tongues lengthened and entwined with each other inside their mouths. They enlarged their jaws and widened their throats and filled their expanded oral cavities with their tangle of tongues.

The pleasurable sensations built upon one another. Clay’s mammoth hard-ons pounded Carver’s cavernous holes. Carver’s extensive, serpentine penises fondled both his and Clay’s balls, and stimulated Clay’s tight ass. Carver and Clay snaked their necks around each other and made out. Carver stretched and lengthened his arms toward Clay, slipped his hands under Clay’s sweater, and felt around Clay’s muscular pecs and abs.

Suddenly, Clay retracted his tongue and much of his neck, pulling off of Carver, in one quick motion. “I’m close!” Clay gasped.

Carver snatched up Clay’s neck with his elongated tongue and began slathering it along the length of his neck. Clay moaned, and pounded Carver even harder. Clay lengthened and turned his neck, and he saw what was on TV. The twink was standing across from an older woman at a bar height table covered with a black table cloth. Under the table cloth, the twink’s cock-hungry boss was sucking the twink’s cock, while the twink talked to the woman. The woman was completely unaware of the blow job happening right next to her.

“Hang on!” said Clay, and he slowed down. “I thought that lady was the boss’s wife, but she’s that guy’s mom?”

Carver immediately unwrapped his tongue from Clay’s neck and shrank it back to normal size. He turned his head and saw the porn was nearing its final scene. “The boss’s wife is that guy’s mom,” explained Carver. “That guy’s boss is also his stepdad.” Then, Carver squeezed his body as tightly as he could around Clay’s cocks and thrusted all of it downward.

“Fuck!” screamed Clay, and he came.

Two massive torrents of cum erupted from the ends of Clay’s hypercocks deep inside Carver. The intense pressure sent shockwaves of orgasmic pleasure throughout both Clay and Carver’s superpowered bodies. Clay leaned his whole body forward and fell upon Carver’s cocks which tightened around his body and pinned him down. Large pulses of cum ejected from Carver’s big balls and thick bulges appeared and traveled along Carver’s extra-long cocks and emptied into Clay’s asshole. Above, Clay and Carver curved and curled their elongated necks around each other and their faces collided in a passionate, sloppy kiss.

Carver clenched his insides tightly around Clay’s cockheads, sealing off the cum reservoirs he had created earlier beneath his pecs. The geysers of cum blasting out of Clay’s twin hypercocks quickly filled Carver’s upper chambers and forced his shoulders to bulge out. Carver’s entire upper body ballooned up and out on either side of his neck. His scrawny arms were swallowed up to his wrists in the outward expansion of his chest. Once again, Carver’s heart doubled in size, and his blood quadrupled in volume and rushed to his skin all over.

The cum came and kept coming for a full five minutes. Clay’s belly gradually distended as Carver’s cock’s pumped his gut full of cum. His purple sweater rode up as his belly grew out the bottom from underneath. By the time Carver finished cumming inside him, Clay looked like he was nine months pregnant with twins. Clay let go of Carver’s ankles and allowed Carver’s wide-set legs to fall onto the armrest on either side of Clay. Clay lay on his stomach with his arms wrapped around his bulbous belly on top of the lower half of Carver’s long set of abs.

Clay and Carver moaned into each other’s mouths as the last spurts of their cum ejected out of the ends of their cocks. Carver’s face felt hot against Clay, so he pulled back to see. Carver was blushing bright pink red from head to toe, all over his body. Clay looked down upon Carver’s body and marvelled at the unbelievable sight.

“Carver, look!” gasped Clay.

Carver looked down upon his upper body, and he could hardly believe what he saw. Carver, from his waist to his neck, was bright pink red and shaped like a giant heart. His actual giant heart was pounding inside him, creating a visible pulsing bulge at the center of his heart-shaped body. The bottom of the heart shape emerged from behind Clay’s body lying on top of Carver. The outer sides of Clay’s full-size cocks stretched Carver’s body to create the straight edges of the heart. The deluge of cum inside Carver expanded his chest and distended his shoulders into the perfectly rounded scallops at the top of the heart. Carver’s neck stalk grew out of the dent in the middle of the top of the heart.

Clay coiled his neck around Carver’s a couple more times and snuggled his right cheek up to Carver’s left cheek. “I guess I don’t have to ask, then,” cooed Clay.

“Ask what?” breathed Carver.

Clay smiled. “Bro! Would you be my Valentine?”

Carver sighed in disbelief. “My God! I am a literal Valentine, aren’t I?”

“My back-up Valentine,” chortled Clay, and he turned and kissed Carver on the cheek.

A subtle tingle came over Carver that he felt on his skin. The sensation radiated from the spot where Clay had kissed him and spread over his head, down his elongated neck and spine, across his wide heart-shaped body, down his skinny legs to the tips of his toes, and down the extensive lengths of his three sinuous cocks. The tingle traversing the expansive surface of Carver’s body was accompanied by a great emotional release just as intense as the sexual release he had just experienced with Clay. A tsunami of tender affection for his best friend crashed over Carver’s psyche.

Carver swooned, and his neck went limp. Clay gagged when his neck became the only one holding up their huge, heavy neck knot. Clay slackened his neck and lowered their necks until they were resting atop their bodies on the couch. Carver recovered after a moment, and they worked together to unravel their necks from each other.

“Bro! I can’t thank you enough!” Clay gushed over Carver. “That was exactly what I needed to feel good about tonight!”

“Sure thing, Clay,” Carver replied timidly.

“So, I guess we should shrink our cocks back down to normal now, so we can get off this couch.” suggested Clay.

“Um, yeah. That’s fine,” said Carver.

“What should we do about all the cum?” asked Clay, patting his distended belly like a drum.

“I can take care of it,” offered Carver, and he stretched his neck around Clay and brought his head next to Clay’s ass. Carver slowly pulled his three twisted up cocks out of Clay. Then, Carver put his mouth to Clay’s asshole, and proceeded to drink all of the cum that he had unloaded into his best friend. Clay and Carver shrank their cocks back to normal size. Carver merged his two rectums into one and shrank it down with Clay’s cocks, retaining all of Clay’s cum inside himself.

Clay’s body returned to its normal size and shape, except he still had two cocks. Clay hopped off the couch and put his underwear and pants back on. Carver sat up on the couch and shrunk his body back down. He collected all 50 gallons of their cum and mixed it together inside his gut. His round belly stuck out over two feet in front of him and was ever wider, but the rest of his body returned to its everyday skinny appearance.

Clay sat down next to Carver on the couch and put his arm around him. Carver leaned on Clay and rested his head on Clay’s shoulder. The two friends snuggled on the burgundy sofa and watched the final scene of the “movie” together. At the end of the movie, the mom walked in on her son fucking her husband in the ass, and she started yelling at them just as the twink nutted inside his step-daddy boss. Worse still, that entire fiasco was caught on a hot microphone and broadcast over the venue’s loudspeakers to all the attendees. In the end, both men were humiliated in front of their entire company.

When the movie had finished, Clay turned to his best friend and said, “You were right, Carver! I do like that movie!”

Carver grinned. “I told you! I know just what you like!”

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Ladder of the heavens by Ziel "Someone suggested that I do a story with piercings and jewelry that caused growth in the owner. I made use of some other suggestions as well so this story features a wide array of kinks including muscle/dick growth and even a touch of shrinkage, and there’s even a cute little *spoiler* with a *spoiler**spoiler*" 11k words Added May 2015 21k views 5.0 stars (5 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Hyper Cock•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Pointy Ears•Size Decrease

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Simon says by BRK My goofy, fun-loving shop owner loves staging these ridiculous competitions with us, but this latest one is definitely the craziest. 2 parts 7,732 words Added May 2013 Updated 30 Jun 2017 26k views 5.0 stars (10 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Hyper Cock•Extra digits•Multi-abs•Multicock•Multiarm•Multilimb•Muscle/Strength•Getting Taller•Size Increase•Suggestion

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The Servonyx exclusion by BRK Uncovering some corporate skulduggery leads to dire consequences for Beck. Nearly killed in a suspicious crash, he soon finds himself halfway around the world trapped in a physically enhanced pleasure humaniform… in the keeping of a handsome Russian plutocrat. Pleasure is easy to unlock in this new existence, but escape and revenge will be a lot harder to manage. 3 parts 14k words Added Jul 2018 Updated 17 Nov 2018 13k views 5.0 stars (10 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Multiarm•Multilimb•Muscle Growth•Size Increase•Age Difference•Nonconsensual change•Androids/Cyborgs •M/M

X-Dream Makeover: Billy Farrow’s night out by Cris Kane A pop star is given a night of anonymity to explore San Francisco in a hunky new body, thanks to Mr. Lee’s magic. 3 parts 14k words Added Oct 2018 10k views 5.0 stars (6 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength•Transformation•Getting Taller•Race/Ethnicity Change•Hair Growth/Getting Hairy •M/M•M/M/M

The forge by mf81 Paul meets Derrick, mysterious blacksmith that invites him up to his place up in the woods called The Forge. What he finds there will change life in ways he couldn’t imagine. 3 parts 7,122 words Added Oct 2018 15k views 5.0 stars (20 votes) No comments yet •Cock Growth•Huge Cock•Hyper Cum•Muscle Growth•Muscle/Strength •M/M