Tit hype

by Writ Bro

 Between jobs? How about £5000 in three weeks to take part in medical trials? Who knows, you might even like the side effects.

Added: Sep 2020 Updated: 25 Jun 2022 45,237 words 21,187 views 4.5 stars (10 votes)

Contents (10 parts, 1 new)
Prologue: Lewis Between jobs? How about £5000 in three weeks to take part in medical trials? Who knows, you might even like the side effects. (added: 19 Sep 2020)Part 1: TylerPart 2: Tyler—The Trial Tyler goes to the ClinTry facility for the drug trials, and discovers just what their program is capable of. (added: 9 Jan 2021)Part 3: Tyler—If You’re Given an Inch… After a bout of crazy cock growth and muscle gains, Tyler visits the doctor to get checked out, then hooks up with an equally appreciative Jake. (added: 26 Feb 2022)Part 4: A Phenomenon Tyler becomes part of a larger phenomenon as the pec-expanding serum hits the market. (added: 10 Jul 2021)Part 5: Seo-jun Seo-jun enjoys the life of a PecX celebrity, which comes with personal appearances, new clothes, and a very eager young assistant. (added: 17 Jul 2021)Part 6: Jamar Walker As the Tit Hype grows across the world, Jamar is given the opportunity to explore the life himself, and finds it takes him in an unexpected direction. (added: 15 Jan 2022)Part 7: Lewis Despite the unfathomable cost, Lewis, ginger and fit but otherwise ordinary, takes the plunge and applies to the PecX program. (added: 26 Feb 2022)Part 8: Lewis’s Brand Development It’s time for Anthony to leave Lewis and the other studs, and they make sure to give him a proper send-off. (added: 23 Apr 2022)Part 9: Lewis Plans a New Life Lewis prepares for his life as a PecX man outside the facility, which promises to be very busy. Not that he can leave without a few memorable encounters by way of farewell. (added: 25 Jun 2022)
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Lewis sat down in the arm chair in the living room of his Central London flat, exhausted. He never regretted choosing this line of work but damnit, it did tire him out to no end.

He absentmindedly rubbed his large tits. They were the result of a procedure that everyone seemed to be obsessed with. Initially, he hadn’t been quite sure about the tits themselves but he knew he wanted the rest of those muscles.

He had seen how the guys on stage had flexed their enormous biceps and spread their lats like no bodybuilder ever had before. Lewis had only been able to dream of becoming this big.

And the obscene tits? They were just part of the package. But as Lewis had grown bigger and stronger, his had fallen in love with his enormous breasts.

And the men he served, loved them too. They eagerly drank his milk and serviced him. And Lewis had built up a steady stream of clients that allowed him to pay back the enormous loan he had taken out to grow to his current size.

But the money was quickly becoming no problem whatsoever. He was able to demand so much money that only the richest men in the world were able to afford servicing him. And they flew him across the world in first class, sometimes even in private jets, to enjoy his company.

As he absentmindedly stroked his left breast, he smiled. He had a few hours left before he was flying to Vegas in a private jet. He got up, realising he needed some sleep before he took off. He didn’t want to look tired for his favourite client.

8 Years Earlier

Tyler woke up after another long night of restless sleep. With all the problems in his life, he hadn’t been sleeping well for a couple of months now and it really started to take its toll.

Tyler slowly got up and started to get dressed. Not for any particular reason, it wasn’t like he had a job to go to. But he wanted to try and get his life on track as he fired up his laptop and started to look for jobs, again.

It was frustrating. Tyler had lost his job three months ago now and if that wasn’t enough his boyfriend of three years had left him less than a month later. Tyler had seen the guy Jack had run off with and he could see why he preferred him over Tyler.

Jack’s new boyfriend was beautiful. A model probably. And Tyler knew he must spent a lot of time in the gym because although he only seen pictures of the guy in a tank top when stalking Jack on Facebook, he could see how huge his biceps were.

Tyler grimaced as he sat down and started to look through jobs. There were plenty of things in Manchester he could do, and although he got plenty of interviews, he never seemed to do well enough at them.

But then his eye suddenly caught an advert he hadn’t noticed before. It simply read: *Earn up to £5,000 in three weeks by joining medical trials.*

Hmmm, Tyler thought. That seemed a bit risky. But it really was a lot of money. It would cover his rent for the next six months and he’d still have enough to live on.

He clicked on the advert and started to read.

Join in a range of medical trials and earn up to £5,000 during the trials.

These are stage 1 clinical trials, meaning it’s the first time we are testing these newly developed drugs on humans. They have already passed extensive animal and virtual testing.

Test subjects will be housed in a special facility for up to three weeks, depending on the drug being tested. During this time they will be regularly observed while receiving the doses of the drugs. Furthermore, they will receive all meals during this period.

Tyler smiled, a bit apprehensive. He wouldn’t just make money, but he would save a bit on his food and bills too.

Fuck it, he thought. I need the cash.

He opened the application form and immediately noticed it was highly complicated. He got to work, filling in his basic personal information such as address, but also his full medical background and personal stats.

When he finished he looked over the form and sighed. Yup. He really was 5’5”. And yup, he really was only 100lbs. Even his poor eyesight was stated on the form. As he pushed his glasses back up to his nose he pressed submit.

He had no idea how quickly he would hear back so after looking at more jobs he went to make himself some breakfast and a cup of tea.


A few days later Tyler had forgotten about the form. He had passed his days through a combination of job hunting, another failed interview and playing on his Xbox.

He was sitting at home in just his boxers when his phone rang. It wasn’t a number he recognised and even his phone didn’t recognise the area code. He hesitated but decided to pick up. Maybe the job he had interview for had changed their mind and wanted to hire him after all.

“Hello?” He said, still a bit hesitant.

“Hi there. Is that Mr Tyler Bryant?” a masculine voice on the other end of the line said.

“Uhm, yes speaking?”

“Is it okay if I call you Tyler, or do you prefer Mr Bryant?” the voice asked kindly.

“Tyler is fine.”

“Great! My name is Dr Mark Hoffman, calling from ClinTry. Tyler—you applied to us a few days ago to participate in phase 1 clinical trials and we wanted to let you know that your profile is a match for one of the drugs we’re currently testing.”

“Oh yeah I did. Oh that’s great. What does that mean?”

“Well, our facilities are based in a private location to reduce corporate espionage. But we would like to invite you in at a City Centre location in Manchester to do your initial medical assessment and to just confirm the details in your application form. If that all goes to plan, we would like to invite you to our facility for a three week period to run the trial.

“It’s a given of course that you will receive some compensation for the initial screening, this is worth £100. The total value of the three-week trial for you is the full £5,000.”

“Oh—okay.” Tyler stammered.

“Is this something you’re still interested in?”

“Yeah possibly. I have a few questions though. If I pass the screening but don’t feel comfortable going through with the process, do I still get the £100?”

“Yes, you do.”

“And how will I be traveling to the clinic if it’s in a secret location?”

“We will send a car to your house with tinted windows which you cannot see out of. The journey will last anywhere between two and six hours. We won’t allow you to bring any time keeping devices or indeed any other digital devices as we of course do not want you to use your GPS to determine where the facility is.”

“What will I be able to do at the facility all day?”

“Great question. For this particular trial, it is actually highly necessary that you work out regularly while at our facility. You will be assigned a personal trainer who will make sure you know the ropes.”

“Oh.” Tyler wasn’t expecting that.

“Is there a problem, sir?” Dr Hoffman asked.

“I just wasn’t expecting that during a medical trial.”

“It is a bit unusual but it is the nature of this drug. Are you at all comfortable in the gym?”

“Not really no…”

“Well, if you would be interested, we are looking for a few of the test subjects, preferably those without much gym experience, to spend some time in the gym prior to coming to our facility.”

“What does that involve?”

“It means that we will assign you a personal trainer prior to coming to our facility who will help you. I see from your form you are not currently in employment?”

“That’s right.”

“Well this addition would see you do three weeks of guided weightlifting exercises prior to coming here. For this three week period, we would pay you an additional £3,000 if you would be interested.”

Tyler had no interest in working out. Although… He was thinking about Jack’s new hulk of a boyfriend. And the money. Oh god the money! £8,000!

“I’d be very interested in that.”

“Oh excellent, I’m glad to hear that. We would also help you put together a specialised meal plan and of course we’ll be providing you with the required food.”

“Okay! Tyler got more and more enthusiastic. When can I come for the initial assessment?”

“Well, it’s 2 p.m. now. From the address you provided, it should take you thirty minutes to walk to the City Centre, correct?”

“Uhm yeah I guess so.”

“Well how about 3 p.m.?”

“Oh uhh sure. Yeah that’s fine. Where do I need to go?”

Dr Hoffman gave him the address. Tyler was a little bit startled that it was all moving so quickly. But he decided to go for it and quickly got showered and dressed before rushing out the door.

When he got to the address that Dr Hoffman had given him, he discovered it was only a discreet door in a side street of Manchester’s main gay area. He rang the doorbell and heard a buzzer go off that let him in.

Tyler walked up the stairs and found a small reception area.

“Mr Bryant?”

“Uhh yes, that’s me.”

“Excellent, we were informed you were coming. Please come in. The doctor will see you shortly.”

The beautiful blonde receptionist escorted him to a large and spacious room. It was a nice medical office, with a beautiful mahogany desk and bookcase on one end, with a medical examination table on the other.

“Please sit. Can I get you a glass of water?”

“Oh yes please.” Tyler said suddenly realising how thirsty he was.

The receptionist came back a moment later with a glass of water. Despite being gay, Tyler couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. He averted his gaze, not wanting her to think he was staring.

When she closed the door behind her, Tyler took another look at the room. It seemed like a mostly normal doctor’s office, if not a bit overly furnished.

As he looked intently at the bookshelf, the door behind him opened. Tyler looked up and to his surprise saw the most beautiful doctor he had ever seen.

“Mr Bryant. Welcome. I’m Doctor Marsen. I’ll be doing your quick assessment today.”

“Nice to meet you Doctor.” Was all Tyler managed to say.

Dr Marsen must have been at least 6’4”, with a striking jaw line and high cheekbones that were emphasised by his blond curly hair. He must have been in his mid-30’s, although he could be a bit younger. He was wearing a simple white button-up shirt and trousers.

Tyler couldn’t help but notice that every part of Dr Marsen seemed to be bulging. His biceps just as much as his crotch.

“Let’s start with the basic measurements. Could you please undress?”

Tyler had figured this was coming. He did as he was told and within a few moments stood in front of the hunky doctor in just his tighty-whities.

“Classic choice of underwear. But I’m afraid you need to strip those off too.” The doctor said with a smile on his face.

“Oh, okay.” Tyler said a bit surprised. He hesitated, but Dr Marsen’s intense stare told him he had no choice.

“I already know your stats from your form, Mr Bryant, unless you have not been honest. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of in this office.”

Tyler realised the doctor had known why he was doubting but that made no difference. He stripped off his briefs and felt his last bit of dignity fall to the floor with them.

“Alright, great. Come over here and step on the scales please?”

Tyler did as he was instructed. “101.5 pounds. Pretty much as you said.

“And if you come here, I will measure your height.”

He picked up a form from his desk scribbled something in the first box.

“5 feet, 4¾ inches tall.”

Fuck sake, Tyler thought to himself. He wasn’t even 5’5”.

“And now I’m going to measure the size of your various body parts so just bear with me.”

Dr Marsen grabbed a tape measure and started to measure Tyler’s entire body, writing down the various measurements at each step. He started with his neck, before moving down to his biceps, wrists and chest. He worked his whole way down to the ankles and feet.

Right, lastly I need to measure your penis, in both the flaccid and erect stage.

Tyler sighed. He wasn’t sure how he hadn’t gotten hard yet with the Doctor running his hands up and down his body.

“Uhh, all right, sir.” He said, a bit nervous.

Dr Marsen put the tape measure at the base of Tyler’s cock and moved it down to the end.

“2 inches flaccid,” he muttered under his breath. “And now I do need you to get it erect. Shall I leave you to it or do you want some help?”

Tyler was a bit surprised and didn’t know how to react.

“I can do a number of things. I can give you prostate stimulation if you like, as you have indicated you are gay on the form?”

“Uhm, I’m not sure if that would be ideal…” Tyler said, getting more and more nervous.

“Some guys really like sucking dick. Maybe you would like to suck mine?”

Now that really surprised Tyler. But he couldn’t resist dropping to his knees in front of the beautiful doctor.

“Hehehe I guess that’s a yes to that idea.” The doctor smirked and unzipped his pants, pulling his dick out.

Tyler’s eyes bulged. The dick in front of him was huge! It must have been at least eight inches long, if not a big longer. And it was still soft.

“Fuck! That’s huge!” Tyler said, surprised.

“Yeah, it takes a bit of work to get in your mouth,” the doctor said, sounding increasingly dominant.

Tyler couldn’t resist any longer and eagerly took the big head into his mouth. Immediately he could feel the cock start to harden inside him as he tried to swallow more and more of the massive length.

“That’s it, you’re doing really well. You’re already half way,” the doctor said, encouragingly.

But Tyler wasn’t encouraged. He felt like he should’ve at least taken three quarters by now. How big was this thing hard!

He pushed a bit more and managed to feel the head entering his throat. He gagged as he struggled but refused to give up. He had forgotten why the doctor had asked him to suck his cock in the first place. When the huge tool was revealed he couldn’t think of anything else but taking that cock.

The doctor smiled. He knew he had this effect on people. Both men and women would throw themselves at his feet to worship his cock. If only Tyler knew what was in store for him.

Tyler had started to really struggle, hardly making any progress. The doctor gently put his hands on the back of the twink’s head, slowly exerting more force and pushing Tyler onto his massive dick.

It was fully hard now and Tyler looked up at the Doctor, who smiled at him.

“You’re doing very well. Just a few more inches.”

Tyler tried to say he couldn’t do it. He didn’t know how to make more space for something this big. But the doctor read the look in his eyes differently. He thought Tyler wanted it hard.

And with that misinterpretation, Dr Marsen grabbed Tyler by his brown hair and started to violently fuck his throat. Tyler immediately gagged and choked, struggling to keep up with the doctor’s intense pace.

But the doctor didn’t care. As usual, his animalistic instincts took over and once he got fucking, there was no way to stop him. Tyler tried to breath but the doctor just wouldn’t stop, and his grip was too tight to escape.

Eventually, long after Tyler thought he would’ve passed out, he suddenly realised he was managing to breathe through his nose while the doctor’s cock was slamming deeper and deeper into his throat.

Suddenly, Tyler was again not able to breath. He quickly realised his nose had been slammed straight into the doctor’s crotch, pushed down by the force as he lightly gagged on the monster dick inside him.

“Fuck, that’s it, man. You’ve taken the full length of my cock. And now you’re gonna take my load.”

The doctor must have been close, because as soon as he said that, Tyler could feel the cock expand and explode deep inside him. He barely had to swallow as the doctor dumped his load straight into his stomach, his huge cock reaching way beyond where Tyler was expecting.

When Dr Marsen eventually retreated his cock, Tyler’s eyes bulged at the sheer size. He had thought it would grow a bit. But not that much. It was at least 13” long, if not bigger.

“Fuck doc. That cock is huge,” Tyler said, gasping for air.

“And you took it very well Mr Bryant. I am very impressed. Now let’s quickly measure your own cock before it gets soft again.”

He grabbed the tape measure again, repeating the procedure had had done earlier. From the corner of his eyes, Tyler could see the doctor wrote down 4.5” on his form.

He couldn’t help but sigh. He knew the truth but it still hurt to see it written down.

“All right, Mr Bryant, I think we’re done. Thank you very much for your time and I really think you’ll be well-suited to this clinical trial.

“I will let head office know and I think they’ll get a personal trainer out to you with a day or two. They’ll give you heads up.”

Tyler didn’t know what to say. The session seemed to have ended rather suddenly. He simply shook the doctor’s hand and walked home in a daze.


The next day, Tyler got a phone call early, waking him up.

“Hi, is that Tyler Bryant?”

“Uhm yes.”

“Hi Tyler, my name is Jake Cooper. I have been assigned as your personal trainer by ClinTry. I was wondering when you may be free for your first session? We’ll be seeing each other seven days a week for three weeks. After that you’ll go off to the ClinTry facility for the testing portion of the trial.”

“Uhm okay. I assume I need to sign some paperwork?”

“You will need to sign an interim agreement. You can still pull out after our three weeks together although you would no longer get your £3,000. Before you go in for the testing portion, you’ll be asked to sign the final paperwork.”

“Hmm, okay. Sure. I can do today at any point.”

I may as well get this show on the road, Tyler thought to himself.

“Great. Well, if I text you the address, can you meet me there at say 1 p.m.? We’ll grab some lunch and I’ll chat you through some stuff before going into the gym. And don’t worry about gym clothes. I’ve got all your measurements so made sure I’ve got some stuff for you.”

“Okay then. I’ll see you at 1 p.m.”

Soon after Tyler got the address texted to him. It wasn’t far from his house so he left at quarter to one. He was glad he didn’t have to go out and buy gym clothes. ClinTry seemed to think of everything.

He was waiting outside a small neighbourhood caffe for no more than 5 minutes before a handsome man came up to him.

“You must be Tyler. I’m Jake.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Tyler was impressed. This is exactly the kind of personal trainer he would’ve gone for. Drop dead gorgeous. He was a towering hulk of black man, at least 6’4” and his beautiful chocolate skin was almost radiating in the sunlight. He was wearing just a tank top and a pair of shorts, showing off his bulging body.

His Nike trainers finished off the look and Tyler couldn’t help but notice that his feet looked huge.

“Let me get you a drink.” Jake said in his deep, authoritative voice. “Grab a table and I’ll be with you in a moment.”

Tyler noticed how both posh and pleasant Jake’s voice was. He sounded like he could read the news on the BBC. He drooled a little bit as he watched Jake buy some drinks at the counter, his shorts highlighting his incredible bubble butt.

Tyler realised he was staring but he was sure Jake had caught him looking just before he had turned away. Oh well. He was going to have to get used to being around this man.

“Here you go. A good protein shake for you. You’ll be getting loads of these in the coming weeks. And this is a protein and fibre rich salad for lunch. It is nice and light so it shouldn’t stop you from having a good workout.”

“Oh thanks.” Tyler had really hoped for a coffee, he could’ve done with some caffeine. He wasn’t too fussed on the salad but he started to slowly eat it.”

As he did so Jake started to ask questions. “So you’re currently unemployed right?”

“Uhh yeah, that’s right. Struggling to find a job I have to admit.”

“That’s okay, I totally understand why you’re doing this in the meantime.

“It means you do have lots of time for me so we’ll being seeing each other seven days a week. You’ll still get one rest day every three days and the workout programme I have put together consists of a range of different approaches over the three weeks.

On the rest days we’ll meet up, do some stretching, yoga etc.

“For example, the first six days, we’ll be doing six full body workout sessions. This means we don’t focus on just one muscle group. The remaining twelve sessions will be focussed.

“Now, the way this is set up is that you spend about two hours with me in the gym for each session. Sometimes it may be a bit less and sometimes it may be a bit more.

“I’ll also talk you through your food programme. There will be a delivery of meals tonight at your house and it is really crucial to eat every single one you are delivered.”

And so they went to work. Jake first showed him the plans for the first six sessions. Tyler had no idea about the various exercises and he could see Jake was starting to suspect the first few sessions may take a bit longer as he still had to teach Tyler all the techniques.

And the food programme was mind boggling. Tyler had never been a big eater and this trial demanded he eat 4,000 calories! Jake assured him it was less than the average bodybuilder but that didn’t help the fact that Tyler just didn’t each much at all!

Once Tyler had finished the salad—which he barely could—they went off to the gym. To his surprise they walked into a huge warehouse which just seemed to be filled with free weights, squatting racks and other things that Tyler didn’t really know. All the guys he could see were massive.

“This is a really good gym to go to if you have to be serious about working out. Everyone will help spot when necessary and encourage you in your ways. Obviously you don’t need to worry about that for the next three weeks, because you’ll have me!

Tyler managed to just get a slight smile on his face. Jake was obviously very excited to help him out. Now, go put these on and we’ll get started!

Tyler took the bag Jake gave him and found the changing rooms. He discovered that Jake had given him a virtually identical outfit to his own and as he spotted himself in the mirror he realised he looked ridiculous. His skinny frame did not suit the tank top, his wire-y arms looking pathetic. And his legs looked even more bizarre in the short shorts.

Ugh. Best get on with it. Tyler thought. £3,000!

Three hours later Tyler was covered in sweat. Jake had really worked him hard and Tyler could feel himself aching everywhere. They walked together to the showers and Jake handed him a towel.

“I’ll see you in a few minutes,” he said, walking off with his own towel, finding a cubicle.

Tyler followed his lead, finding a cubicle and quickly turning the hot water on. He thoroughly washed the sweat of his body, letting the hot water have its suiting effect on his aching muscles.

“Alright Tyler. I’ll see you here tomorrow at 2 p.m.? And don’t forget your meals arrive tonight at 8.”

“Thanks Jake. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”

And so Tyler went home, hardly able to walk.

Once he got home he had another hot shower to try and relax his muscles. He thankfully didn’t have to wait for too long before his food arrived and he was shocked by the sheer quantity.

He had been expecting a lot, but this much! Before bed tonight, he still had to consume two meals.

He was glad he didn’t have to cook them though, just straight in the microwave and done. To his surprise, the food was full of flavour and he devoured the full meal at once. The second one was a bit of a challenge, but that was okay. He could sleep in the next day so he had plenty of time to let his food settle.

And so Tyler’s days started to progress. He was exhausted but by his rest day he could feel an energy inside him that he hadn’t know before. He mentioned it to Jake while they were doing yoga and he said it simply came from exercising.

After the first week, Tyler was convinced he was starting to get bigger. He didn’t have a set of scales at home and Jake refused to let him use the scales in the gym when he mentioned it.

“Don’t stress about it. You may think you’ve grown much more thank you actually have. Just be motivated by what you see in the mirror.”


Tyler stuck to his usual workout routine but by the 10th day he was sure his arms were looking much better in the tank top Jake had given him.

To his surprise, the three weeks flew by. He had just finished his last session with Jake and tomorrow a car was picking him up to take him to the ClinTry facilities.

“All right, you have done amazingly well, Tyler. You have really improved. I think it’s time to weigh you.”

“Really?” Tyler said, completely surprised.

“Yeah. I think it’s good for you to realise both the progress that you’ve made and how hard it is to make progress.

“Just bear in mind, most of clients who do this programme gain about 10 ounds in the first three weeks.”

They walked to the changing rooms together.

“On you go.” Jake said as they reached the scales.

Tyler stepped on them. He had been just over 100 pounds three weeks ago.

Now, the scales hit 117 pounds.

“Well done, mate!” Jake said enthusiastically. “That’s really good. I think you have really shown yourself to have a knack for weightlifting so I do hope you continue after the trial is over!”

Tyler nodded. He was getting more nervous for his journey tomorrow.

They walked into the deserted locker room. Jake took his time compared to normal, slowly undressing himself until he was standing in front of Tyler in just his briefs.

Tyler couldn’t help but look although he tried to do it discretely.

“It’s okay to look. You deserve an award at the end of three weeks and such an achievement.”

Tyler was confused.

“If you want it of course.” Jake added.

“I-I-I guess it depends on what it is…” Tyler stuttered.

“I think you can guess. Let’s find a big shower cubicle shall we?”

Jake led the way as Tyler just managed to grab his towel. They entered the largest cubicle at the very back of the locker room. Jake grabbed Tyler’s head, leaned down and kissed him.

It took Tyler by surprise. Jake’s touch was gentle and considerate, his soft skin feeling safe on Tyler’s face. After a moment of hesitation, Tyler started to kiss back and before he knew it, he was passionately making out with the most beautiful man he had ever met.

They heard someone come into the locker room and Jake quickly turned the shower on. As the warm water started to hit their bodies, Jake—in one swift motion—stripped off his underwear.

Tyler couldn’t help but stare anymore. The cock that Jake had just revealed was the most enormous thing he had ever seen. If he thought Dr Marsen had been big, he had been mistaken. It must have been at least 14 inches. And those balls—they must have been the size of oranges!

Without thinking Tyler got on his knees. He had to try and suck that. Jake didn’t stop him and within moments Tyler had eagerly swallowed the head and started to try to take as much of the still-soft cock into his mouth and throat.

Jake gently pushed as Tyler sucked harder and harder. He surprised himself as more and more of the long shaft disappeared inside him. As he looked up he could see Jake smile.

“You’re doing really well,” Jake mouthed, so not to make too much noise.

Tyler kept pushing forward. It was though Dr Marsen had managed to switch something inside him that allowed him to now easily take cocks of this size because it seemed far too easy.

But he wasn’t complaining, instead he passionately started to suck, moving his head up and down and running his tongue along the shaft.

Suddenly Tyler pulled out.

“Fancy trying something else?” he whispered in Tyler’s ear.

Tyler looked confused. “What do you mean?” he whispered back.

Jake revealed a little shelf behind his towel and on it was a bottle of lube. Tyler knew what Jake wanted but wasn’t sure how it would work.

“It’s okay. I will be gentle. And don’t worry, the lube is oil based. It’s very useful in showers.”

Tyler couldn’t really say no. He stood up and Jake got on his knees behind him. Within moments, Tyler could feel Jake’s tongue circling around his hole, massaging him and gently pushing his sphincter open to prepare him for the oncoming assault.

Tyler wanted to moan but had to suppress it—after all he didn’t want to get caught.

As Jake licked his hole, Tyler felt himself twitch. It had been a while since he’d been fucked so he was glad Jake was taking the time to open him up.

Eventually, he felt Jake get up and as Tyler put his ass out further to make it easier for Jake to find his hole he could feel his heart beating in his chest. He had no idea how this was going to work.

He couldn’t see what was happening but heard Jake squeeze some of the lube. Tyler twitched when he felt the cold liquid being applied to his hole and Jake gently inserted a finger.

“That’s it,” he whispered in Tyler’s ears. “Take it real slow.”

He did as he said he would. He gently fingered him, first one finger before building him up to the second.

Tyler couldn’t help but let a moan out. It felt good and the gentle stimulation was reaching his prostate.

“You want more?” Jake asked in an assertive tone.

All Tyler could do was nod. He wanted so much more.

Jake sped up, becoming a bit more aggressive, while still maintaining some gentleness. Tyler could feel another finger being added, and another.

Then he felt Jake take his fingers out and heard another squeeze of the lube. It was time.

He felt the head of Jake’s cock at his hole and again he felt himself twitch. Jake firmly placed his left hand on Tyler’s hip before he started to push inside him, spreading his hole wide open as the invasion slowly began.

This time, Tyler couldn’t help but let out a loud moan.

“Sssssssh. Gotta be quiet, Tyler,” Jake whispered.

“But it’s so big!” was all Tyler could say under his breath.

“You’re doing really well. Just enjoy it.”

Tyler struggled. Enjoying it would be a bit of challenge. An intense pain flowed inside him, the feeling like nothing he had ever felt. Nevertheless he could feel Jake pushing in further and further, the lube working like magic.

“That’s it, Tyler, take that big cock. You’ve only got a few inches left.”

“Oh fuck me!” Tyler said under his breath, shocked it wasn’t all in yet, the pain almost becoming too intense. Despite the pain, Tyler could feel his own cock straining, rock hard from the assault.

But Jake misinterpreted that and instead of slowly pushing in the last few inches he suddenly started to fuck Tyler, hard.

Tyler, who hadn’t been expecting it, let out another loud moan. The pain intensified as Jake wrapped his hand over Tyler’s mouth to silence him, which somehow turned Tyler on even more.

Tyler moaned violently into Jake’s mouth, not holding back anymore. As Jake’s cock split his ass open he could feel his own cock leaking precum on the shower floor.

As Jake fucked him, Tyler could slowly feel that the pain was joined by pleasure.

“Fuck, that’s it mate! You’ve almost taken the full length!”

That seemed to encourage Jake even more and suddenly he was fucking him even harder. Tyler moaned but was slowly gaining control over his feelings, able to limit the noise despite the ongoing pain he was enduring.

“That’s it. Now. Take. It!”

With each word, Jake thrusted his cock deep into Tyler’s ass. As Jake said the last word, Tyler felt his big balls slap against his ass.

“Fuuuuuuck that’s it.” Jake said, catching his breath for just a moment.

Tyler breathed a sigh of relief. Taking a moment to catch his own breath and feel Jake’s huge cock pulsing inside him. He had never felt anything like it.

“Ready for this?” Jake asked.

Tyler wasn’t and didn’t move his head. Jake was not keen on waiting though, and slowly started to move his rock hard 14” in and out of Tyler’s slowly loosening hole.

Tyler started to moan into Jake’s hands again, who eagerly sped up the pace. With long, fast strokes Jake now truly started to the anal assault on Tyler, slowly but surely stretching him.

Tyler could feel the pain slowly ebb away and being replaced by pleasure. If possible, he started to leak even more precum, an endless stream dripping from his cock down to the floor.

“Oh fuck Tyler, that ass of yours is fucking tight. You better be ready for this!”

Tyler braced himself, knowing what was coming. But he had no idea it would come that way.

With a few more long, deep strokes, Jake’s cock erupted. Cum was shooting deep inside Tyler and he could feel the hot liquid filling him up and Jake kept pounding him.

“Fuuuuuuuuck—” The feeling got too intense for Tyler, who could suddenly feel his own cock erupt, covering the wall and floor of the bathroom stall.

“Yeah, that’s it!” Jake said eagerly as he could feel Tyler’s ass clench around his cock as he shot his load. “I don’t think I’ve ever fucked a load out of anyone!”

“I don’t think anyone has ever fucked one out of me!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

Jake turned Tyler around and passionately kissed him.

“You’ve done really well over the last three weeks. You should be proud. Hit me up when you get back from the trial.”

And with that he grabbed his towel and lube, opened the door and walked out, leaving Tyler standing in the warm water.

He needed a moment to recover from his fuck but wanted to make sure he caught Jake before he left. He quickly washed off and turned off the shower, wrapped his towel around him and almost sprinted back into the locker room.

To his surprise it was empty. All of Jake’s stuff had gone. Tyler knew that meant he wouldn’t be able to catch up with him so decided to slowly get dressed and head home, and to bed. The car was coming to pick him up early and he really needed a good night’s sleep before that.

When Tyler’s alarm went off at 5 a.m., he immediately was wide awake. The car would be here in 30 minutes but he had been told not to worry about breakfast as food would be provided on the ride.

He quickly showered and got dressed, his suitcase ready and waiting. It was a small one as he had been told most of his days would be spent in a hospital gown. He had simply been instructed to bring some gym clothes, shoes, and a few outfits and that would be enough.

When a large, black limousine pulled up in front of his house, Tyler was surprised. He was expecting a ride, but nothing like this. He quickly went downstairs and the driver opened up the boot, lifted his suitcase in and opened the door for him.

Tyler was prepared for what was next but it was still odd to see. Inside the limousine he could not see out, at all. The windows were completely tinted.

But the interior otherwise was luxurious. There soft leather recliners were the most comfy Tyler had ever tried and there was a large area full of food and drinks for him to enjoy.

“Just so you know, sir,” the driver said, “It is expected that you finish all the food in the car before we arrive at the location. Now, I had best get going if we are to be on time.”

Tyler didn’t even get a chance to say anything as the driver closed the door and quickly started the car. Tyler sat back in the recliner and lowered the backrest.

Within no time at all, Tyler had fallen asleep. The early-morning start, combined with the exhaustion brought on by his workout (and fuck) and the gentle rocking of the road quickly put Tyler to sleep.

Tyler woke up when the driver spoke. “We’ll be arriving in an hour or so, Mr Bryant.”

Tyler almost immediately knew why he had woken him. He had to eat the food, and with the amount waiting for him he better get started.

Thankfully he immediately realised he was hungry. He had barely eaten last night after his workout and this would be a feast of a breakfast!

And he was right. Everything he ate was of the highest quality and prepared to perfection. A range of cold meats, cheeses, combined with lots of fibre and protein heavy items filled the shelves.

He thought he’d be full by the time he got halfway but he kept eating. Only towards the very end he started to struggle, but didn’t give up. He let out a big burp as he swallowed the last bite. He could hear the driver giggle.

“Sorry!” he said hastily.

“Oh, don’t worry. It was a lot of food to get through!”

After another little wait, during which Tyler sat, twiddling his thumbs he felt the car come to a halt. He heard the driver get out of the car and another few moments later felt a rush of cool air as the driver opened the car door.

Tyler got out, eager to stretch his legs and get going.

“Welcome, Mr Bryant. I hope you had a pleasant journey,” the driver said, before handing him his suitcase. “I hope you enjoy your stay here.”

With that he got back in the limousine and drove off. Tyler took a moment to look around and noticed he was deep in the country side. In front of him was a large country house that seemed to emanate prestige and secrecy. Tyler almost felt like he was suddenly at a spy agency.

He walked up to the large front door, which automatically opened. Inside the house looked completely different. To his shock it looked like a very modern hospital. The walls were painted completely white and large glass walls allowed visitors to look into the various rooms off the main foyer.

“Mr Bryant?” a friendly receptionist asked.

“Uhm. Yes.”

“Welcome to ClinTry.” He noticed the lady was beautiful, almost unnaturally so. “I will call someone over to escort you to your room. Would you like to take a seat?”

“Thank you.”

Tyler had barely sat down when another beautiful woman walked over to him. Darn, Tyler thought, I was hoping for a hot doctor…

“Mr Bryant, welcome to our facility. We appreciate you taking the time to come here today. I am the head of research here and will be introducing you to the team that is looking after you to do. I like to make sure each ‘patient’ is welcomed and really made to feel that they’re in capable hands while here.”

As she spoke Tyler was almost transfixed on her beauty. I’d better be not turning straight, he thought to himself.

“And of course, you do not need to worry,” she continued. “You are of course not a patient, but I think it sounds better than ‘test subject’.” When she finished her sentence she had a big smile on her face, showing her perfect white teeth. “If you follow me please.”

Tyler did so eagerly, following her down the corridors of what turned out to be an even bigger house than he could have imagined.

“Okay, here we go, Mr Bryant. This wing is where your trial will take place. Please note that this particular trial is entirely male run on request of the manufacturer. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

She shook his hand and once again flashed that beautiful smile. Tyler walked through the double glass doors and found himself in a slightly more comfortable environment. He was immediately approached by a handsome looking man.

“You must Tyler Bryant. Do you mind if I call you Tyler?”

“Uhm, no, of course not,” Tyler said, swooning a bit at the handsome man’s Scottish accent.

“Great, I’m Dr. MacMaster and I run this trial. I’ll give you a tour of this wing where you’ll be spending your next few weeks and explain the process as well.”

They started to walk down the corridor. As they walked, Dr MacMaster was pointing at the various facilities.

“This is the gym, which is a key part of this trial,” he said, pointing at a large gym space, almost entirely equipped with free weights, squat racks and other weight machines. A couple of pieces of cardio equipment were tucked away in the corner.

“And this is the dining room. At any one time we have perhaps 5 or 6 patients in the facility.”

It was a large and comfortable looking dining space, seating about 10 to 15 people. It looked like a modern restaurant with two large tables—the type of restaurant where you’d have to sit with strangers.

“And finally, this will be your room.”

The doctor opened a metal door opening up into a room that took Tyler’s breath away.

“Wow,” he said, shocked. As he looked across the room he saw what looked like a modern designer room. Every piece of furniture looked modern, yet comfortable and looked as though it had been designed by the best and latest in architecture and design. At the centre of a long wall stood a huge bed that seemed completely out of place in a hospital environment.

Although the large, old fashioned windows stood in contrast with the furniture, Tyler immediately noticed the incredible views they provided of the country side around them.

“We like to make our patients completely at ease while they’re here,” Dr MacMaster said. “This is not really a hospital at the end of the day. Although you’d be surprised by how suitable the bed is as a hospital bed.”

Tyler smiled. The doctor had clearly been asked these questions before.

“If you don’t mind sitting down, I’ll talk you through the next three weeks.”

Tyler sat down on the black leather arm chair as the doctor sat down across from him.

“How are you doing, Tyler?” he said first.

“Really well, thanks, at least physically. The gym over the last couple of weeks has been really good.”

“I’m glad to hear that. What about emotionally?”

“A bit stressed, considering I have been unemployed for a while but this trial will help alleviate that stress for a bit at least.”

“Okay. Well, let’s make sure we perhaps help you with just a bit more than just your physical health during your stay. As you can imagine, you have quite a lot of free time so we have a few coaches here that can really help you find a job when you leave us.”

Tyler just smiled and nodded. He hadn’t been expecting that and didn’t really know what to say.

“But on to the trial itself. It’s important for you to understand how we work and what we’re doing.

“Over the next three weeks you’ll be adhering to a strict routine every day. We’ll wake you up at 7 a.m. and give you breakfast. Between that and 8:30 you will have some personal time. At 8:30 you’ll be given a protein shake and you’ll go to the gym for three hours. At 12 p.m., we will serve you lunch. The afternoon is for relaxing, and you’ll get another snack at 3 p.m. Dinner is served at 7 p.m.

“Now, the trial will be administered to you every evening, starting tonight, at 10. After this you will go to sleep and hopefully wake up fully rested in the morning. Does that all sound good?”

“Okay, so I will spend quite a lot of time at the gym. Will I have off days?”

“No, you will not. The trial is testing your muscles’ ability to regenerate so the daily work out routine is vital. You will of course work out with a personal trainer who will dictate what exercises you do, which muscle groups you work on all that sort of stuff.”

“All right!” Tyler said, quite enthusiastic about the idea that this may help him develop a bit further.

“So it’s about lunch time. Today, we’ll start with gym time in the afternoon just to ensure you’ve had a workout before the first dose this evening.”

“Also, please make sure that you don’t share the exact details of your regimen with your fellow patients. Each trial is slightly different to test what may or may not have an impact on your body so we’ve got to ask you to stay discrete about your specific regime.”

Together they walked to the dining room where Tyler was introduced to a number of the other patients.

There were actually only three other patients in the facility at this point. Remi was a tall but very overweight black guy, Eddie a dark-haired, blue-eyed guy with glasses, and finally there was Jayesh, who was a short and stocky man from Indian descent. Over lunch Tyler found out they had all only been there for a couple of days and had followed roughly the same procedure as he had, although he was the only one who had taken ClinTry up on their pre-trial gym offer of £3,000.

Tyler was a bit disappointed. Only Eddie really struck him as good looking, but even he just had something lacking about him. Maybe it was his geeky attitude. At least the guys were all nice and said they had actually really enjoyed their experience so far, which raised Tyler’s hopes.

Lunch was perhaps a bit excessive with the brown rice, broccoli and chicken breasts pilled up high on his plate. Yet Tyler was starving and he and the others eagerly lapped it up.

After killing some time after lunch reading a book, Tyler was eventually introduced to his personal trainer.

Andrew, or simply Drew, was a towering hulk of a man. Tyler had never met anyone bigger in his life. He had thought Jake was big, but this…

Tyler took a brief moment to take Drew in. He must have been of Asian descent, with a strong square jawline and high cheek bones. His jet black hair was messy and seemed to stick out in every direction possible, almost as if he was an anime character.

He stood about 6’5” tall, taller than most men Tyler had ever seen. He was wearing just a tank top and Lycra tights with clean, white trainers. The tank top showed off his incredible biceps and pecs, as though the little bit of fabric was straining with every movement he made. And then there were his legs. They were the most beautifully sculpted legs, thicker than Tyler’s own waist. The tight Lycra showed off each muscle and crevice, making them look even bigger than they actually were. Underneath the Lycra, Tyler could see quite the bulge at the front.

“Ready for a workout?” Drew asked in a thick Scottish accent.

Tyler smiled. If it was with this guy, definitely!

“Just so you know, I am with you five days each week. Someone else will take you under their wings at the weekends, but I will be the one who will make you really change this week.”

Tyler got excited. Maybe this really was the chance to change his life and build his confidence and skills!

After a quick shake they got to work. Drew was the harshest and yet friendliest trainer Tyler could have wished for. In between the endless bicep curls and dumbbell rows they laughed and quickly got to know each other.

When the three hours were up and Tyler had finished his last set, Drew walked him over to the showers.

“Relax for the rest of the evening, and see how you feel tomorrow. This trial should really push your limits.”

With that Drew shook his hand and Tyler walked to his room where he sat down, exhausted.

At dinner, Tyler realised he was starving and once again ate a huge amount of food. He was surprisingly enjoying his first few hours here. The guys were nice, Drew was great and the food was pretty good too.

Just before 10 p.m. he got escorted to bed by Dr MacMaster and a handsome young nurse.

“This trial is administered by injection into the chest muscle. This allows for quick absorption and will let it spread rapidly and efficiently,” Dr MacMaster said as the nurse prepared the syringe.

Tyler really didn’t mind injections and so within moments it was done. Exhausted, Tyler fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

The next day the routine began in earnest. Tyler was surprised by how amazing he felt when he woke up. He could barely feel his muscles ache and instead his body felt revitalised.

He spent his personal time reading and in the afternoon spent some time with an interview coach practising interview techniques and working on his presentation skills.

And so the days started to fly by. After the first week, Tyler had to admit he had never felt better. Drew kept pushing and pushing his limits and Tyler was pleasantly surprised by the small changes he had started to see. The definition in his biceps and pecs was definitely becoming obvious and to his surprise he thought he was even developing some abs, although that could just be the lighting.

Yet, after another week, Tyler was starting to get frustrated. One by one the other guys disappeared without any warning. Tyler only saw one of the guys, Eddie, by accident once. It was about three days after he had last seen the black-haired geek when Tyler was working out in the gym. While doing some incline bench presses he saw him being walked out of the door by Dr MacMaster.

Tyler was surprised. He had lost the geek attitude, grown a few inches, and his face had somehow become more handsome. He now had the most striking jaw line, and combined with his seemingly newly grown cheek bones, he almost rivalled Drew’s good looks.

Tyler was now getting very confused. And that was all he saw of any of the other guys.

It was three days before Tyler was due to leave that Dr MacMaster and a nurse came into his room at 3 p.m. Tyler was alone in the facility now and as per usual, it was snack time.

“Sorry to disturb you, Tyler, but we’ve reached a key point in the trial and we now have to give you an additional injection.”

“Oh, okay. Sure.”

“If you just strip off your shirt, Mr Bryant,” the nurse said.

Tyler did as requested, standing in the middle of the room with his bare chest exposed. He couldn’t help but notice it was a bigger syringe than usual. He watched intently as a purple liquid filled his right pec.

He wasn’t suddenly overcome with exhaustion as he had been used to. Instead he felt more alive and awake than before. What was this stuff? he thought to himself.

Both the doctor and the nurse stood, watching him intently. Tyler was getting a bit worried based on their looks when suddenly an intense pleasure shot into his chest. It was as though his chest was orgasming.

“Fuuuuuuck!” he shouted, loudly.

“A different reaction to what we’ve seen before,” Dr MacMaster said matter-of-factly as he scribbled something onto his clipboard.

Suddenly the pleasure in his chest was replaced by pain, the most agonising pain he had ever felt. And it wasn’t just inside his chest but it rapidly started to spread throughout his body. Within moments, his abs, biceps, gluts were also on fire, the feeling flowing further and further towards his toes and into his fingers.

Tyler was now screaming in pain, so that it was becoming almost intolerable. But then it was suddenly over and the pleasure was back. But now, the pleasure was everywhere. Tyler smirked. His brain somehow knew what was coming, even though he wasn’t aware of it himself yet.

But then he felt it and his brain knew it was right. His muscles started to expand. It started in chest, his pecs rapidly swelling up, growing bigger and bigger. He felt the fat melt away around his abs while he was certain that his ab muscles grew bigger by the second.

He could feel the growth spread further, reaching his neck and biceps and upper legs at the same time. The sensation got more intense, filling Tyler with a pleasure he had never experienced before. As he felt his biceps and legs get stronger and stronger the sensations became overwhelming. Tyler was forced to close his eyes as the extreme ecstasy overpowered him.

As his muscles continued to grow, Tyler could feel his small cock getting erect. It was as though his balls were in overdrive, producing more cum in a few seconds than they had in a lifetime. As his calves swelled up, so did his balls. Tyler felt power rush through his whole body as he continued to feel his chest muscles expand. Suddenly, he felt his trousers rip off as the newly grown muscle tore it off at the seams and it unceremoniously fell to the floor.

As the growth appeared to reach a climax and Tyler felt stronger than he could ever have imagined being, he suddenly felt his balls explode. Dr MacMaster and the nurse looked on in awe, clearly not having expected this incredible result. As Tyler screamed in ecstasy and covered them in stream after stream of cum, they just stood there, in total awe.

When it was all over, Tyler collapsed on the floor. The nurse ran toward him and put his hands under his armpits, pulling him up.

“Are you okay, Mr Bryant?” he asked, sounding both concerned and excited.

All Tyler could do was laugh. He roared with laughter and as he did he felt his body shake, muscles flexing as he did so.

“We could not have predicted this, Tyler,” Dr MacMaster said. “This is an extraordinary result!”

“I want to see myself!” Tyler said, his voice deeper, booming loudly in the expansive room as he spoke.

The nurse walked him over to the full length mirror and as Tyler caught the first look of himself his jaw dropped. He realised he had grown but not this much. In fact, he had apparently grown about a foot. And the muscle had pilled on him to the extreme. He was huge.

“Nurse Jackson, can you go grab a tape measure please. And get Drew in here too.”

Jackson ran out of the room in the search for a tape measure and the hot personal trainer. As the room fell quiet, Tyler used the time to explore his new body. He had grown bigger than Jake. And bigger than Drew. He was bigger than any bodybuilder he had ever jacked off over.

But what struck him was the size of his chest. He wasn’t sure if it was because it had been the place he had been getting his injections, or if it was simply just a side effect of the concoction they had been giving him. But his chest could barely referred to as just chest anymore.

He simply now, had breasts.

He had to face it, but as he kept looking at himself in the mirror he couldn’t help but be okay with it. He looked sexy. Big bulging muscle tits standing out proudly on his overly muscular frame. Right underneath that they were beautifully complimented by a full ten pack of abs, which seemed to make his tits stand out even more. He started to stroke both his pecs absentmindedly.

“They look really good Tyler.”

Tyler almost jumped. He hadn’t realised Jackson had come back in, with Drew right behind him.

“Most guys would kill for a chest like that,” Drew continued.

“It feels incredible!” Tyler said, letting out a soft moan.

He looked at Drew. He looked amazing.

“Let’s measure you.” Drew said, taking the tape measure from Jackson’s hands. He looked like he was about to object but quickly realised he wasn’t going to win against the Asian muscle god.

“So height. 6’5”. Gained a full foot!

“Next, let’s put you on some scales. You were 100 pounds before you start this whole trial. I believe it was 117 pounds after you finished the first three weeks of working out?”

Tyler nodded and Drew directed Tyler onto a set of scales in the corner of the room.

“Let’s see… Holy crap Tyler!”

As Tyler had stepped onto the scales the analogue dial had shot up—past the 300 mark.

“340 pounds! That’s unheard of!”

“Yeah? I would’ve thought most bodybuilders would have been about that weight.”

“No not at all! Even the likes of Jay Cutler were only about 270 pounds during competition season.”

Tyler was shocked. He was bigger than most bodybuilders!?

“So let’s measure your body. Flex your biceps for me.”

He took the tape measure and first placed it around Tyler’s bulging biceps.

“Fuck me that’s impressive, Drew said excitedly. 33 inches!

“Now your waist. Wow, still only 32 inches.”

“Next your neck. That’s 24 inches”.

“And your thighs… Holy shit, those are some tree trunks! 39”!

“Calves… 28 inches.”

“Your feet… They would be a size 14. Very impressive indeed!” Drew sounded full of admiration as he took Tyler’s measurements, in total awe of the newly grown stud’s body.

“And now the best for last. Your chest.”

As Drew wrapped the tape measure around Tyler’s huge chest, Tyler could feel his heart booming in his chest. Somehow this was the one he was the most looking forward to. He wasn’t even sure what the size of normal chest was but his had to be a lot bigger!

“So a bodybuilder’s chest might be about 54 to 58. I think yours is going to be a lot bigger.”

It was as though Drew had read his mind.

“So let’s have a look…”

Tyler held his breath.

Fuck. Me. Tyler… This can hardly be true.”

“What is it Drew?” Tyler asked, extremely eager to find out.

“It’s…” Drew hesitated again. “It’s 83 inches.”

“Now, if we measure just underneath…”

Drew moved the tape measure down to just below the pecs.

“47”. Bigger than most bodybuilder’s chests! I don’t think they would make bras big enough to fit these tits, if you wanted to!”

Suddenly Drew could obviously no longer contain himself. He passionately placed his lips on Tyler’s, who couldn’t resist and eagerly kissed back. Although he was vaguely aware Dr MacMaster and Nurse Jackson were still in the room, he didn’t care for a second.

He couldn’t hold back and quickly managed to strip off Drew’s tight fitting tank top, revealing his hulking chest.

But Drew swiftly took charge. He dragged him to the bed and Tyler eagerly laid down as Drew straddled him and began to worship his tits, first carefully licking the underside before moving onto the nipples

As Drew’s tongue expertly explored the huge tits, Tyler moaned, his tits far more sensitive than anything he had ever felt. As Drew’s tongue reached his nipples, Tyler moaned even louder. The sensations running through his body make him shiver from top to toe.

“Fuck I love your tits, Tyler. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful in my life.”

“You’re beautiful yourself!” Tyler heard himself saying. His lust had taken over his brain and he was barely in control.

Tyler ran his hands over Drew’s Lycra clad legs, feeling his strong legs straddling his own muscular body. He heard Drew moan and could feel his cock hardening in the tight-fitting leggings. Tyler ran his hands over the length of the shaft and was shocked by the size of it. The Asian stud was exceptionally hung!

“You want my cock, stud?”

All Tyler could do was nod, his horniness too strong to talk.

Drew jumped up and stripped of the leggings and his jockstrap, revealing a thick, long cock. Tyler sensed it was perhaps just a bit thicker than Jake’s, although probably not quite as long.

“Open up, stud!” Drew said as he moved to straddle Tyler’s chest, which he somehow just about managed. His voice was sounding ever more commanding.

Tyler obeyed and opened his mouth wide. Drew quickly forced the head in and Tyler could immediately sense this was going to be easier than he expected. He pushed his head into Drew’s crotch, who gasped, surprised as at least half the shaft disappeared into Tyler’s inexperienced throat.

He didn’t know why he knew he could do it. Let alone how he could do it. But somehow his transformation had made things just a bit easier.

Drew took it as a good sign and forced Tyler’s head back onto the bed. He shifted his bodyweight and within moments started to fuck Tyler’s throat hard. Tyler was taken aback a bit, but yet he knew he could handle this. He let Drew take over and within minutes the full length of his enormous cock had somehow disappeared down his throat. And if it felt good for Drew, it felt incredible for Tyler.

“Fuck, you have one heck of a throat Tyler. Let’s see what that ass does.”

Within seconds he had lifted Tyler’s legs over shoulders and positioned his cock at Tyler’s twitching hole. He spat on his hands and rubbed it all over his cock and the hole underneath him.

Tyler had no clue how that was going to be enough. Surely they needed lube. But as Drew started to push his cock in, Tyler was surprised to feel that his ass opened up.

“Fuck that’s it, Tyler!” Drew said excitedly. “Take that fat cock!”

Tyler smiled. He was more than happy to take it and he smiled as inch after inch of the big meat slid into his slowly loosening hole.

Drew forced it in with more and more force, the cock disappearing at an ever increasing pace. Suddenly, Tyler could feel Drew’s big balls bounce against his ass and he knew he had taken the full length.

“That’s it, babe.” Drew said affectionately. “No one has taken my cock that easily!”

With those words Drew start to fuck, hard. Without further consideration for Tyler he slammed his cock in and out of Tyler’s twitching asshole at an incredible pace. Tyler could feel his own cock twitch as his hole was pounded.

From the corner of his eye he could just see the doctor and nurse with their own dicks out, masturbating. But Tyler didn’t care. He knew this would be quite the show and if he was watching he’d be doing the same thing.

They seemed to fuck for hours. Tyler’s own cock was constantly dribbling precum over his newly grown abs, while Drew’s precum seemed to be adding plenty of lube to keep them going.

Eventually, Drew’s breathing got heavier and heavier. He grabbed Tyler’s tits with both hands and as he thrusted in one last time, his dick exploded deep inside Tyler’s ass.

Drew passionately placed his lips on Tyler’s, who was finally pushed over the edge. Tyler was immediately disappointed that his load was still the same meagre size it had always been. Dispute the overall upgrade to his body, his cock and balls didn’t seem to have had the same benefits.

They lay there for a minute, Drew straddling Tyler’s enormous, hulking body. It was the most intense fuck either man had every experienced, all sensations heightened beyond belief.

Eventually Dr MacMaster got up. His cock was back in his pants but it looked as though he had eagerly cum all over his chest as his shirt still hung open, revealing the dribbling cum on his softly defined abs.

“Okay, that’s great, Mr Bryant. I think we have enough data to work with now. We’ll keep your routine up for a the remaining three days and then you can go home.”

And so they did. The workouts with Drew were much better than they had been before the growth, but that was to be expected. Drew had even come into work for the final two days Tyler spent in the facility, wanting to maximise their time together.

Tyler seemed to be putting on muscle much easier now. Within the three remaining days his pecs grew another few inches. Yet, disappointingly, his cock still lagged behind.

Overall, Tyler had to admit he was feeling much more confident. The facility had helped him select a new wardrobe as he was sure not to fit into his old clothes when he got back home. They were very good and assumed all responsibility for his new size, allowing Tyler to buy much nicer clothes than he had owned before.

When the final day came, he passionately kissed Drew.

“This is my number. If you ever want to hit me up…” Tyler said, pushing a piece of paper with his mobile written down on it as he was leaving.

“Uhm, okay, thanks!” Drew said with a mix of enthusiasm and concern. “I will have to check if I’m allowed to. It’s quite unusual for two people in this facility to have an experience like we have.”

“I know. I really hope you will call me though. I’d like to get to know you better.”

“I promise you I will do my very best,” Drew said with a big smile on his face. And with that they passionately kissed each other before Dr MacMaster walked him out of the facility.

“Now just remember Mr Bryant, if you have any further changes out of the ordinary, please contact Dr Marsen. He can have a look at you locally. You’re quite a fantastic specimen and I am sure there is interest in studying you further either way.”

With that, Tyler got into the blacked out car again and settled in for the drive home. His life was going to be very different.

When Tyler got home the urgency for some sort of job immediately struck him. Although he had new clothes and a fantastic body, he was burning through money much quicker than he had previously. Feeding his new body was proving a massive challenge and within weeks he would have spent most of the money he had earned from participating in the trial.

After a week back home, adjusting to his new body, he quickly went to work, applying for a lot of jobs. The advice he had been given for job applications had really improved his writing skills and he keenly put it to the test.

Within days he was getting called up for interviews for software development roles. And at every interview he seemed to knock it out of the park. Undoubtedly his body helped, more than he may have been willing to admit. And within two weeks he was back to work.

But his new body also needed constant attention. Tyler immediately went back to the gym, going back to the gym Jake had taken him to. He lifted weights much heavier than all the other guys in the room and he could constantly see them stare, especially taking sneaky glances at his enormous tits.

Tyler wasn’t afraid to show them. When ClinTri had bought his new clothes he had included a few oversized crop tops, as well as some ultra-tight lycra shorts. The tight fabric hugged his frame exceptionally well, leaving very little to the imagination.

It was one day, just as Tyler was doing his squats, that they become more burdensome than before. Without any warning, Tyler suddenly felt like he had been kicked in the nuts. He just about managed to balance the barbell and put it down safely before collapsing on the floor.

The gym was quiet so no one noticed as Tyler cupped his crotch. Suddenly a strange tingling sensation flowed through his body and that’s when he felt it. It was unmistakable, because he had felt it before. Last time, the feeling had been deep inside his muscles. Now, it was radiating from his groin.

Tyler quickly grabbed his stuff and rushed into the changing room, grabbed his towel and jumped into a shower cubicle. Stripping of his shorts and jockstrap, he could immediately see his cock was starting to swell up. It was the size of his usual boner, but it was still growing. Millimetre after millimetre of length and width was added to the shaft.

Tyler moaned. It felt so fucking good. How was this possible so late after the trial. He turned on the shower and let it flow over his body, trying to manage the intense heat he was feeling. As the water ran over his bulging muscles, his cock seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Tyler tried to control his moans as he started to get hornier and hornier.

The horn inevitably resulted in his cock getting harder and harder. It was only then that Tyler realised his cock had been soft while it was growing!

Tyler knew he had to get home. He wanted to know how big he now was! He quickly dried off, his cock still rock hard. He just about managed to tuck it into his already tight-fitting jeans as he sprinted home.

Once he got home he immediately stripped off all his clothes, somehow managing not to tear them off as soon as he crossed the threshold and found his measuring tape.

Fuck!” he exclaimed out loud. That couldn’t be true.

Still fully hard, his cock had grown to a full 15 inches. That must be bigger than any cock he’d ever seen! And right underneath them were two newly grown balls that must have been the size of oranges. How was he going to hide this package?

Fuck. Tyler felt incredible. With his left hand he started to absentmindedly stroke his huge tits, feeling their weight as he bounced the muscles underneath. With his right hand, he grabbed his big cock and slowly started jacking off.

He walked to the full length mirror in his bedroom and stared at his huge body. He now moved his left hand onto his dick as well, needing both hands to fully massage my newly grown cock. The sensations were overwhelming and combined with the view of his new body, it didn’t take long to cum.

As he sat there, his huge pecs and abs dribbling in what seemed to be litres of cum, Tyler could hear his phone ringing.

He walked towards the noise, desperately trying to stop cum from dripping all over his room. He managed to find it and picked up.

“Hello?”

“Oh hey, is that Tyler?” said a familiar voice.

“Uhm, yes?”

“Hey, it’s Drew. Sorry it’s taken a bit longer than I hoped to call you.”

As the voice talked Tyler managed to find a towel and wipe the cum off his chest. “Oh hey Drew!” he said, almost too excitedly.

“I was wondering, I’m travelling down to London next month and was hoping you might be able to join me for the weekend?”

Oh wow. That was a bit commitment from a man who he hadn’t spoken to in a few weeks. “Uhm…”

Drew could hear Tyler hesitate. “I would have asked you sooner but unfortunately I only just managed to get permission to contact you. Apparently it is allowed but I had to wait. And… well, I know it’s a big ask but I can cover your train tickets if you want? I’ve already booked a hotel as well.”

Oh what the hell. He was sure it would be great fun with Drew. “Yeah, okay, when are you going?”

He gave Tyler the details as he put them in my diary. It was a weekend so no need to take time off work.

“Hey Drew. Before you go… I’ve got to tell you something.”

“What’s that?”

“Well, I was in the gym today doing my squats…”

“Work that booty!”

“Haha, yes. But while I was doing that I had quite a sudden growth spurt…”

“Oh really? Did your ass get even bigger?”

“It wasn’t my ass.”

“Go on?” Drew said curiously.

“It was my cock.”

What?” he said both shocked and enthusiastically.

“Yeah and according to the tape measure, it’s now 15” inches long and my balls are the size of oranges.”

Fuck man! That’s insane.”

“I know. I was just about to call Dr Marsen when you called.” After I had a shower, Tyler thought to himself.

“Well yeah, of course. You should definitely go do that. Give me a call later when you’ve spoken to the doctor?”

And with that they said their goodbyes and he quickly dialled Dr Marsen’s number. He may as well wait a bit longer with that shower.

“ClinTri Manchester office, how may I direct your call?” said a friendly male voice moments later.

“Oh hi. My name is Tyler Bryant, I was in your facility a few weeks ago and they said that if I had any sudden changes to call Dr Marsen?”

“Of course, Mr Bryant. Let me see if he’s available.”

“Please. It’s very urgent.”

A few moments later I heard Dr Marsen’s voice on the other end of the line.

“Mr Bryant, how can I help you?”

“Dr Marsen, thank god! I was instructed to call you if I had any sudden changes after I left the facility.”

“Yes, what’s happened?”

“Well. I don’t know if you’re aware what happened at the facility?”

“They made sure I was up-to-date just in case.”

“Well, I’ve had a sudden growth spurt today.”

“And what in particular grew, Mr Bryant?”

“My cock and balls Doc.”

“Oh okay. That is interesting. Am I correct in thinking they hadn’t grown during the experiment?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Well, why don’t you stop by my office as soon as you can, and I’ll examine you and do a few tests.”

Tyler agreed, then quickly hung up the phone and ran to the shower.

Less than an hour later, Tyler was standing outside the office of Dr Marsen waiting to be seen. He had struggled to use his normal trousers and only a pair of lycra leggings had fit over his now ridiculously huge bulge. The stares he had gotten while he walked across the street made him rather uncomfortable. He wasn’t that sort of exhibitionist.

“Come in, Mr Bryant.”

“Call me, Tyler, please.”

“All right, Tyler. Tell me what happened today.”

And so Tyler relayed the story of what happened in the gym. He decided to even tell the beautiful doctor of his wank at home, how he couldn’t resist the cock in his pants.

“Okay, very well. Now we’re gonna have to have a look. I would like you to undress and think of England because I need to examine it in a flaccid state.”

Tyler laughed but did as he was told. He didn’t want to bone up right now. He pulled down the lycra rights and revealed his huge new cock to the doctor.

“Oh, that is very sizeable indeed,” the doctor said dryly.

“That’s the understatement of the century…” Tyler giggled.

“Let’s see…” He grabbed a tape measure. “10 inches soft. That’s insane. And the balls… Almost 8 inches each in their circumference. Geez, Tyler. No wonder you had to wear those leggings.”

“Yeah, I had no trousers that fit me anymore.”

“Sorry about that. But it looks okay otherwise, no inflammation… Now, I think I’ll have to get a sperm sample I’m afraid.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Tyler hadn’t forgotten his last visit to Dr Marsen and an excuse to see him again had been the one silver lining to this emergency trip.

“How would you prefer to do it Tyler?”

“Well. I just came earlier so I suspect the easiest way to get more cum out of me is by fucking me,” Tyler said bluntly.

“Very well. I am happy to do that, of course, for science.” The doctor had a cheeky grin on his face as he said that.

Considering the fact the doctor had only managed to fuck Tyler’s throat so far, he was quite keen to get fucked by that 13-inch dick.

The doctor rummaged in a cupboard and came back with a bottle of lube. “If you can just lean over the desk there.”

Tyler did as he was told, eagerly exposing his ass to the hunky doctor.

The doctor applied some lube to his finger and gently inserted it into Tyler’s anus, who moaned softly as the finger entered. He could immediately feel his cock spring to life but he had to try and resist the urge to jack off.

“Ready for this?” the doctor asked and Tyler just nodded. He wasn’t really but he wanted it so badly.

With that the doctor generously applied some lube to his cock and put the head at Tyler’s twitching hole.

“You want this badly don’t you?” the doctor whispered in his ear.

“Fuck yeah, give it to me!” Tyler said.

With that the Doctor slowly pushed his cock in and Tyler felt his ass spread to accommodate the head as it popped in.

“Fuuuuuuck that’s so big!” Tyler moaned.

“Fuck yeah, and you’re taking it really well so far,” the doctor said encouragingly.

With that he started to push his huge cock in further, and Tyler could feel inch after inch slide deep into his ass.

“Fuuuck that’s it. God your ass feels so good!”

Doctor Marsen reached his hands around and grabbed Tyler’s huge tits, one in each hand and started to pound hard.

“Oh fuck yeah doc that feels so good!”

“Yeah? Take that big dick in that big bubble butt of yours.”

With each stroke, Tyler could feel the cock advancing deeper and deeper into his guts, hitting his prostate with every move. He could feel his own cock dripping, now fully hard as Dr Marsen’s big cock kept advancing.

The doctor reached down and felt Tyler’s rock hard cock. “Time to measure!” he said excitedly. With that he pulled out, leaving Tyler’s ass gaping wide. “Turn around,” he said in a commanding tone. Tyler did as he was told, revealing his massive cock.

“Fuck, that’s even bigger than I expected! Let’s see… 16.2 inches! That’s just insane. And the balls just to make sure… as I expected, unchanged.”

“Can you keep fucking me now, Doc?” Tyler said eagerly.

“Hehe, you bet your cute ass! We still need the sperm sample.”

With one sweeping motion he emptied half of his big desk and Tyler laid down on top, his big tits rising like mountains in the air. The doctor swept his big tree trunks legs up and laid them over his shoulders. In one swift motion, his fat cock was back inside the muscled stud, who let out a loud moan.

“Aww fuck yeah! That ass of yours feels so good! You ready for my big load?” Dr Marsen said eagerly.

“Ah yeah Doc! Breed me please. Breed me!”

And with that he could feel the doctor’s balls unload deep inside him. As he did so, the doctor passed Tyler a small container. “Fill that up with your own sperm.”

Tyler jacked off his cock and it didn’t take long for him to start shooting his own massive load. The cup was way too small for the amount of sperm and it spilt all over the edges onto his rock hard abs.

“Fuck doc that felt so good!”

“Fuck I’ve never fucked an ass as nice as yours! You should be proud!”

“Fuck doc, this body is incredible. I just hope the growth today wasn’t a sign of a negative side effect.”

“I doubt it was. From my understanding there was still a sign of the serum in your system when you left the facility. I assume based on our tests today we won’t find anything. It just means the growth is done. I just need to take some blood quickly…”

Before Tyler knew it the doctor had put a needle in his arm and withdrew some blood.

“And based on these things we’ll be able to tell if anything bad is going on. But as I said, I highly doubt it. We’ll get these results to the lab and hopefully have them back to you in a week or so. I’ll try and rush them just to put you at ease. And we’ll reorder all your trousers with a bit of extra room in the front, and maybe get you some special underwear too.”

And with that Tyler left the doctor’s office, making sure the cum was cleaned off his body.


The next morning Tyler called his boss immediately to let him know he was sick but would still be able to work from home. He didn’t want to get fired straight away.

Thankfully his boss was very understanding and that afternoon an emergency delivery arrived with some new trousers. He would be able to at least go outside now. A note with the package said that more would be sent along.

Surprisingly they all fit extremely well and did a great job at hiding the obscenity of his package. To his great delight, it also included some workout gear and so that evening he found himself going to the gym once more.

The kit was a bit different than what he had been given previously. Instead of the tank top and shorts they had sent him a full Lycra outfit, with leggings and a long sleeve shirt. Although this outfit wasn’t all that great at hiding his bulge…

The whole time guys in the gym kept staring at him. No one could take their eyes off him. And everyone’s eyes seemed to move between his well-developed chest and obscene bulge. But towards the end of his workout, Tyler noticed someone he hadn’t seen in a while.

It was Jake. But he didn’t seem to recognise him. It was no real surprise considering he had grown a foot taller and more than tripled in mass.

Tyler decided to go say hi. “Hey Jake,” he said.

“Uhm hi?” Jake said, obviously unsure whether he should recognise Tyler, but evidently also not intimidated.

“It’s me. Tyler Bryant?”

“What? How is that possible?” Jake immediately said, shocked.

“Remember the clinical trial I was going on? This was the result.” And he jumped into a double bicep pose as he had seen online.

“Fuuuuuck…” Jake let out a low whistle under his breath. “That’s nuts.”

“I know right? The clinical trial was crazy!”

“What did they do?”

“Well, apparently something quite normal that they’d been doing, but with our workout prep and the workouts I had while at the clinic…” He struck a most muscular, his Lycra top straining under his huge pecs. “…this was the result.”

“Fuck man, and it looks like more than just your muscles grew.” Jake took a very obvious look at Tyler’s bulge.

“I may even rival you by now,” Tyler said proudly.

“Fuck, I need to see that. Are you done with your workout?”

“With this body? It doesn’t feel like it. But happy to continue it later.”

“Come on then, I’ll take you back to my place.”

Jake led the way, walking just a couple of minutes before arriving at a huge building. Jake eagerly opened the door and rushed up the stairs. He clearly couldn’t contain his excitement to reveal the slight bits Tyler hadn’t revealed yet.

Once Jake had shut the door, he almost jumped on Tyler. Tyler barely had the chance to admire the huge, expansive loft apartment before Jake had shoved him onto his massive super king bed and ripped off his leggings.

“Fuck me man, those legs are incredible.” Jake said, the admiration clearly noticeable in his voice. “Now let’s get your top off.”

Tyler sat up and Jake pulled off the tight-fitting Lycra. As he did so he realised how much the shirt had compressed his chest down as his tits almost fell out.

Fuck!”

“Uhh… yeah…” Tyler said nervously.

“I didn’t realise your pecs were that big.”

“Yeah, I guess the compression top compressed a bit more than I expected.”

“You don’t say, fuck man! Stand up! I wanna see those tits in their full glory.”

Tyler jumped back up and bounced his tits, proudly letting them stand at attention in their full glory.

Jake walked up eagerly and put his hands on the bulging, voluptuous tits. He gently massaged them, feeling the strong muscles underneath his own big, strong hands.

“Fuck, I’ve never seen such incredible pecs. Hell! I didn’t even know they could get this big!”

“I didn’t either!” Tyler said enthusiastically. “But they feel amazing!”

“And look it too! You really need to get a compression top that shows tits off better!”

“You reckon it won’t be too obnoxious if I just walk around with them on display?”

“No man! You should be proud of them!

“Now to finally find out what that jockstrap of yours reveals…”

And with that Jake pushed Tyler back onto the bed and pulled his jockstrap off. Tyler’s huge cock had been rolled up inside and so gently unfolded as Jake gasped.

“Fuck me! That’s insanely huge!”

“You’re huge yourself!”

“But you’re the next step up!”

And with that Jake eagerly wrapped his lips around the freshly grown dick, stretching his mouth around the insanely-sized member.

Tyler moaned, Jake’s mouth felt incredible. He looked down, admiring the black man’s massive muscular body. He smiled—he was much bigger than when his happened last time.

“That’s it, take that big dick” Tyler said, placing a hand on the back of Jake’s head, trying to encourage him to take more cock.

And Jake managed to surprisingly well. Inch after inch disappeared deep inside the black stud. To Tyler’s surprise, he could see Jake’s throat expand as his cock’s invasion continued relentlessly.

Eventually Jake had somehow swallowed more than half of it and Tyler couldn’t contain himself any longer. He almost threw Jake off and stood up, towering over the kneeling figure.

“Come on, open up,” he commanded a somewhat surprised looking Jake, who eagerly obeyed. Tyler slid his cock back into his trainer’s mouth and started to fuck his face. With every stroke he could feel and see his cock slide deeper and deeper into Jake’s tight-feeling throat. Fuck, Tyler thought, the guy has skills!

Eventually the pleasures flowing through Tyler’s body became too much and he could feel his huge balls start to contract.

“Fuuuuck I’m gonna cum!” he said, the flow his cum suddenly rushing into his dick.

He sensed Jake wanted to move but he forced him to stay in place. With a few more strokes the cum had reached the tip of his dick and it erupted. Streams of cum flowed into Jake’s stomach but to Tyler’s shock, it kept flowing! He slowly retreated, thinking that this may be too much cum for Jake to handle. When he eventually pulled out, his cock was still erupting, with more than 10 big jets of thick, heavy cum shooting over Jake’s face and body.

“Fuuuuuuck!” Tyler said eventually, as he collapsed. “That was amazing!”

“Hehe” Jake eventually managed to say. “You’ve got quite the dominant personality now I see. Fuck me that was hot. I usually love submissive guys but for you…” And he kissed Tyler on the mouth, his face still covered in cum.

“But I do want something in return…” he said, his own huge cock still standing at attention.

“And what might that be?” Tyler said, still out of breath but also, somehow, still incredibly horny.

“I wanna fuck those tits of yours.”

“Oh yeah? Fuck that sounds hot!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

And with that Jake pushed Tyler back onto the bed, allowing his huge tits to be on perfect display. He started to run his hands over them, exploring every crevice and curve. As he did so, Tyler’s nipples got harder and harder, protruding heavily from his already massive chest.

“Fuck yeah. These tits are fucking amazing. Tomorrow we need to find some clothes just to help show them off!”

Tyler smiled, he already loved how Jake admired his huge pecs. Maybe he should show them off!

Jake rummaged around in one of the drawers and grabbed a bottle of lube, rubbing the silky liquid over his own cock and at the base of Tyler’s tits.

“You ready for this tit boy?” he asked, reclaiming some of his previous dominance.

“Fuck yeah, fuck my tits!” Tyler said enthusiastically.

“Damn fucking straight!” and with that he placed his cock at the base of Tyler’s mountainous pecs, slowly pushing them into the deep crevice.

Tyler pushed them closer together as Jake started to fuck him. Tyler couldn’t believe it! Not only did it work incredibly well, but it also felt amazing! Jake leaned onto him, grabbing Tyler’s nipples hard as he started to really pound that huge chest.

“Fuuuuck man those tits of yours feel amazing! I can’t believe how lucky you are. I’m not gonna last long fucking these babies!”

And he was right. With just a few more strokes his huge cock erupted, shooting his load straight into Tyler’s face, who eagerly tried to catch as much of it as possible. Jake collapsed on top of him and they kissed passionately.

“I’ve gotta do that again.” Jake said, smiling.

“You fucking better.”

This was the beginning of a whole new life for Tyler. And he couldn’t wait for his trip with Drew.

“And welcome back to The Helen Show. We’re here with Cameron O’Toole, chief marketing officer of PecX, the new sensation that is changing the way we view male beauty. Cameron, tell us—how did PecX get started?”

“Well, Helen—it was actually a bit of a coincidence. We were trying to develop a drug that would increase muscle recovery. What we developed instead was a drug that just grew the muscles on men. But the drug also massively increased the size of the patient’s chest muscles—or pecs.”

“And you thought, this must be a commercial success?”

“Not at first. We actually continued to do clinical trials for quite a number of months to try and solve the problem. The thing is, the drug was administered by injection into the pecs so we thought that it lingered there and caused additional growth. We decided to spread the injection points but the body just didn’t respond to it—unless the injection was done into the pecs.”

“So that was the point you decided this product was going to have to succeed commercially.”

“Haha—not at all, Helen! We thought it was dead and we were ready to write it off. But suddenly our initial patient—who you all know and love, Tyler—started to become a phenomenon.

“He had met a guy who loved his pecs—or breasts, as he started to call them. And his new partner encouraged him to find clothing that highlighted his large chest. So, outside his work, Tyler started to wearing these tops that really showed off his breasts. He was proud of them and he noticed he started to get a lot of attention in the streets.”

“So I believe we have a video of that?”

“That’s right, let’s take a look and see how Tyler’s life changed.”

Cut to video:

[Tyler cautiously looks into the camera. He has already become a sensation but this is taking the next step.]

“At first when I started to wear more revealing clothing, encouraged by my partner, I was very nervous. I could feel my heart booming in my chest as I walked down the street.

“And absolutely I could see the stares from people. But where I perhaps expected some aggression or weird comments, the comments from people were… well, they were amazing.”

Cut to footage of Tyler walking down the street:

Tyler and his partner Jake are shown walking, hand in hand, down a busy shopping street. Jake is wearing shorts and a tank top, showing off his muscular physique. But you would barely notice him as you immediately look at Tyler, wearing skinny jeans and a crop top that barely stretches over his huge pecs. His big nipples are visible through the top.

“And people would come up to me, asking if they could feel them. And they’d be amazed when they realised they were solid muscle. I’d bounce them up and down and I could just see people drool over me.”

The footage continues, showing Tyler and Jake walking, as Tyler bounces his huge pecs, getting obvious stares from people passing by.

“And that’s when I realised I could perhaps use this. So I first started my Instagram channel where I would post pictures every day in different outfits. I think I gained 10,000 followers in the first three days. And it just kept growing.

“So I also started a YouTube channel. And that’s where I really started to monetise my breasts. The success was unreal, I now have a lot of corporate sponsorship and do appearance throughout the world. Honestly—my life is amazing and the reception to these…”

He bounces his pecs on camera.

“…has been incredible.”

Cut back to the interview:

“So, Cameron, that must have been a very strange thing for you to realise that this product was potentially very sellable.”

“Oh, absolutely. We didn’t expect this and especially as this was perhaps a year or two after the initial clinical trial. But it was decided to spin off the company and see if it would go somewhere.

“We did another set of clinical trials. We wouldn’t be allowed to sell the product until we had gone through the full range of clinical trials, of course. And so we equipped perhaps another 200 people with huge pec breasts over the following year or two. During that time, Tyler was in the unique position of being the only one in the world who had gone through the full programme.”

“I bet he was quite happy with that?”

“Oh definitely, why wouldn’t he be? He’s leading an incredible life, traveling the world and showing off his body.”

“But what happened with those clinical trials?”

“We made sure we recruited men who wanted this product and who wanted the breasts. And the success rate of the trial was enormous. There hasn’t been a single person who hasn’t grown the breasts and we have only uncovered a minor side effect of some headaches during the process. But they disappear after.”

“So it was a success?”

“Absolutely! The drug and process has recently been approved by the FDA in the US, but also by the EMA in Europe so we’re about to launch full scale across the world.”

“That’s amazing. Well, we now get the chance to meet one of the men lucky enough to be part of the clinical trial. Please welcome Kum Seo-jun!”

The audience bursts into applause as Seo-jun comes in though the large stage doors, enveloped in smoke. As he walks out of the smoke it’s clear his body is very similar to Tyler’s. He’s wearing skinny jeans and a v-neck tee that shows the deep crevice between his tits. He has strikingly handsome face, his square jawline and cheekbones highlighting his Korean background. He sits down next to Cameron on the sofa.

“So Seo-jun, tell us a bit about your experience with PecX?”

“Well, quite honestly it’s been amazing.” His accent is Australian.

“PecX has been life changing for me. Before I went into the clinical trial, I was a skinny, geeky looking guy and honestly—now I look like this.”

He jumps off the sofa and strikes a double bi pose. The tee strains under the pressure. The audience goes wild.

“That’s fantastic. So Cameron—how do people get a hand on this?”

“So we’re setting up two programmes. One for people to pay outright for the product. They can do that directly with us. And one in which they work with us to pay it in instalments. And for that they also just visit our website, which I believe is visible at the bottom of the screen.”

“Fantastic! So audience—are you ready to see some more of the men who have been lucky enough to experience the clinical trial to equip them with these amazing pecs!”

The audience whistles and cheers as the two large stage doors at either end open and about 20 men walk out. Dance music is blasting out of the speakers. Each of the men is dressed in just a pair of speedos, their bare chests exposed, bouncing their huge tits. The audience screams wildly as the men dance erotically.

Cut to commercials…

Backstage, Seo-Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t ever been on TV before so he had been quite nervous about the recording. Thankfully it wasn’t live but everything went according to plan.

“Well done, Seo-jun!” It was Cameron.

“Thanks, Cameron. Glad it all went well.”

“You did amazingly. So I think that settles it right, you’ll take the position?”

“You know what?” Seo-jun said carefully. “I will. I think it went quite well tonight and it felt good showing off these babies.”

He bounced his huge tits up and down proudly.

“Brilliant! I really think your image will be perfect for our first advertising campaign!”

“Will I still be able to do my own appearances?”

“Of course. You won’t be exclusive as such. But we’ll use your image on our advertising, one of a handful of models we’re using. Remember—we’ll pay you 0.5% of the profits of sales in the first year. And $1 million up front.”

“Right. I really hope it’s worth it.”

“Don’t worry—you get to travel the world and do appearances like this paid for by us. I’ll put you in touch with Kyle, he’ll be your assistant and manage your diary.”

And with that Cameron walked out of the dressing room.

It only took Kyle a few moments to get in touch. He sounded extremely feminine, but Seo-jun couldn’t help but find it quite cute.

“So—OMG—we have a busy schedule for you already! I am so excited. I will be traveling with you so I am traveling out to Los Angeles within hours! EEEP! I can’t wait!”

“Haha, okay, Kyle that sounds good! Where do I go first?”

“Well, we have a few more days in Los Angeles, making a few appearances in gay venues, sport stores and a men’s fashion show.

“And then we’ll leave Los Angeles to go to New York, London, Paris, then Berlin, Milan followed by Tokyo, Shanghai, Hong Kong and Singapore. We’ll spend next month in Australia—Brisbane, Perth, Melbourne and finally Sidney.”

“Oh shit, that’s a lot of traveling! I didn’t realise it would be that much!”

“Well, of course there’s a high demand for your appearance! OMG, I cannot wait! And there’s at least a night in each destination you can fill in yourself, to generate additional income. How do you want to fill those?”

“Well, I don’t know where to start really?”

“Okay—so, I totally thought you might say that! And really what you need is an agent. Or something like that. Now, PecX has put me in charge of arranging all your appearances. And because its advertising, they’ve all been free so far but loads of places are more than happy to pay.

“Soooooooo, I was thinking—I could totally arrange all your appearances and take—say 10%?”

“Hmm okay. That could work. But how do I know you’re not ripping me off? You know, taking a higher percentage?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get access to the email address we’ll set up for this and you can see each of the individual invoices!”

“But I’ve got to go just now, Seo-jun—my plane is taking off soon! Your hotel suite in the Waldorf Astoria is booked. A driver will take you over. There will be a tailor there to make you some new clothes. Both for appearances and day-to-day! Right—bye!”

Seo-jun barely got a word in during Kyle’s final monologue. He had to smile to himself. Kyle sounded cute. He always had a thing for cute, twinky boys. He just wanted to be muscular himself so he could throw them about. And now he had the body he couldn’t even have dreamed of and guys lusting after him.

He finished removing the makeup and finally got up. Outside the TV studio a luxurious limousine was waiting. Not stretched, just an elegant car with license plate PEC X. A driver opened the door and Seo-jun got in.

At the hotel, he was immediately walked to the lift and escorted to the presidential suite.

“I hope you enjoy your stay, Sir,” the bellboy said without ever taking his eyes of Seo-jun’s huge chest. In fairness, Seo-jun was still only wearing the skinny jeans and a v-neck tee that showed off his tits rather well…

Seo-Jun opened the door and was shocked by the size of the suit. Fuck was all he could think to himself. This place is insane. He walked through the penthouse suite, which was generously equipped with a massive kitchen, a huge 10-seater dining room and a massive king-size bedroom. And the bathroom was to die for!

Seo-jun almost squealed. This was amazing! He opened the door to the balcony, removed the jeans and tee and laid down on the sun lounger, feeling the hot rays hit his huge body, his speedo revealing a huge bulge.

This was a life he could get used to.


He had fallen asleep and only woke up when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

“Hey—uhm, Seo-jun?”

When he opened his eyes he saw a handsome man. Slim, maybe toned, but he couldn’t tell through the well-tailored suit he was wearing.

“Ah yes. Sorry, I must’ve fallen asleep.”

“Thats okay. I’m Jeff. Jeff Goodwin. I’m here to measure you for some new outfits.”

“Oh, of course. Where do you want me?”

“Well, we have the suit next door for the rest of the day if you want to come through. My team is all set up there. If you want to follow me?”

Seo-jun followed Jeff through to the other suit where a team of men and women were running around, sorting fabrics and items of clothing.

“So, Seo-jun, if I can ask you to stand over there,” he said, pointing at a stool in the centre of the room. All the furniture had been removed. “But first, I do need you to undress.”

Seo-Jun did as he was told, having lost his inhibitions when he finished the clinical trial. Not that there was much left to remove and so within moments he stood, bare naked, on the stool in the middle of the room. He could hear some of the attendees gasp as they saw his naked body in its full glory.

Jeff quickly got to work, measuring every single measurement. From the size of this feet to the length of his soft cock. Even his huge balls were measured.

The last thing to be measured was his huge chest. Jeff gently wrapped the tape measure around the full length, at the widest point. You could hear him gasp.

“Fuck me, Seo-jun. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“So how big is it?”

“95 fucking inches. That’s unreal! I think most bodybuilders don’t get over 60!”

“Wow, nice! I love them!” Seo-jun excitedly bounced his huge tits, much to the delight of the onlooking crowd.

“Now Seo-jun, I do apologise, but we do have to measure your penis as I think we need to make some space for it…”

“Oh yeah, of course!” Seo-jun said. “Go ahead!”

Jeff approached a bit more carefully. The penis was fully soft as Jeff placed the tape measure at the base. He gently ran the tape along the length of the shaft. “Fuuuuck. 16 inches soft,” he said out loud, so that everyone could hear it. They had seen how big it was but hearing its size was just unbelievable.

Next, Jeff put the tape measure around one of his huge balls. “12 inches in circumference. Geez, that’s insane!

“All right, that’s you all done. Grab a quick seat in the dining room and I’ll show you some of the plans.”

Seo-jun pulled on a pair of underwear and walked over to the dining room where he sat down, Jeff taking the seat next to him. He had brought a large book, seemingly filled with clippings and sketches.

“So this is just to give you a bit of a flavour. They are based on the photos taken immediately after you had grown. We’ll need to make a few alterations to accommodate your cock, but otherwise I think we’ll stick to the general concept.”

He licked his lips and continued. “So we’ve got a few categories. These are the sort of, night club, late evening outfits.” Seo-jun looked, somewhat in disbelief. Each cutting and sketch showed his huge body clad in ever more risqué outfits. From full-body lycra suits to more standard leather harnesses with a leather jockstrap and bicep straps. Everything emphasised the muscularity of the body and his huge muscled tits.

“Note that some of the garments will be very revealing,” Jeff said, sounding quite excited. “For example, this swim outfit. Not only will it be one of the few ones where there is nothing on your upper body, it also really highlights the size of your bulge.

“And then this is the somewhat more PG stuff, but a bit risky.” The pages were filled with crop tops, tanktops, short shorts, lycra and other revealing items—but nothing too kinky. “You could definitely wear it on the street. And it’s also intended as gym wear.

“And then finally the more formal wear. So we’ve got full suits and shirts. Each of these will emphasise your muscularity but realistically, it will be as covered up as you can be at your size.”

“Wow, okay, that’s really quite a range! It looks incredible.”

“Trust me, it will be! Your body definitely stands out from those that went through the clinical trials.”

“I thought we all looked fairly similar?”

“When they asked me to see who would be the best to model this new look, you were definitely my first choice. Your incredible jaw line, your cheekbones. And your body just looked that bit more refined and perfected. I can’t put my finger on it.

“But I definitely made the right choice! Anyways, I’ve got all I need! The only thing I just need to say is that for the next year, you’re required to wear all our clothing, even at your own appearances. But we’ll make sure there’s plenty of variety to choose from and most items we’ll make in multiple colours too!

“Now! Off you go. Next week it’ll be super busy so take the time to relax while you can.”


The next morning there was an early knock on Seo-jun’s door. Having just woken up, he tiredly threw on a dressing gown and stumbled to the door of his huge suite and looked through the peephole.

On the other side of the door was a short looking guy, whose hair was clearly dyed blonde. He was skinny, dressed in a perfect suit. His quiffed hair quickly made Seo-jun realise it was probably Kyle, his new assistant.

He quickly opened the door.

“Sorry,” he said apologetically, “I just woke up!”

“OMG that’s okay! I didn’t think I would be here so early, otherwise I would’ve let you know! I’m Kyle,” he said, both femininely and confidently.

“Hi Kyle. I’m Seo-jun. But I guess you knew that.” He shook his hand, a bit limp-wristed but nothing too bad.

“Haha! OMG you’re so funny! Let me talk you through the schedule and get to know each other!”

Seo-jun walked over to the living room and sat down on the sofa. He discreetly made sure his body was covered up as Kyle sat down across from him.

“So we’re having a few more days in town here before doing any meet and greets and appearances. They’re rushing some of the garments for you to wear.

“We’ll be going to two gyms, three LGBT+ venues and a business conference.”

“That’s an interesting mix!” Seo-jun said surprised.

“Yeah, it is, isn’t!? I can’t wait! I’ve also booked your first private appearance. So this is how you get access to that…”

Kyle opened up a web page on his laptop and showed Seo-jun the email address and password.

“$5,000?” Seo-jun said in shock when Kyle showed him the email.

“Yup! Everyone wants you! But these sorts of venues will pay you to wear specific things. Now—they would like you to do a naked appearance. Would you be comfortable with that?”

Seo-jun thought for a moment. “Tell them to pay me $2,000 more and they’ll have a deal.”

Kyle grinned. “I am sure they won’t mind. To be honest, I would probably charge $10,000 total and it could be your naked debut!”

“Oh that’s a good shout. Do that,” Seo-jun said happily.

So this other venue has requested a thong and a fabric chest harness, with some high-top shoes. If you’re happy with that, I’ll confirm with them?”

“That sounds good.”

“Just be aware that the company policy states that if you’re doing naked appearances, you cannot mention PecX and the venue cannot either, so we’ll be putting that in the contract with the venue.”

“Fair dues, I guess that makes sense. So what am I to do till then?”

“That’s up to you! You can go to the gym for a bit or just hang out. They’ve set up a private gym in one of the suits so you don’t have to go out.”

“Oh that’s cool. Why don’t you join me?”

“Me? I don’t do the kind of gym you do!?”

“That’s all right. I’m not suggesting you work out. I would just like some company. You’re my assistant, right?”

“I suppose so?”

“Well, put on something sporty—I don’t want my assistant in a suit in the gym—and then see if there’s something for me to wear before I get my new stuff. I’ve not really taken many clothes here and forgot to pack gym kit. Stupidly.”

“Oh okay, sure!” Kyle said, enthusiastically. He jumped off the sofa and ran out of the room. Before the door shut he suddenly jumped back in. “Is there an extra key card for the room?”

“Uhm I dunno, but it would be good if I don’t have to let you in every time…”

“Sure! I’ll get one from downstairs!”

Seo-jun sat back again, letting the dressing gown fall to the sides of his body. Absentmindedly he let his right hand run over his huge tits, stroking them. He could feel the nipple harden in his hand and his cock slowly jumped to life.

He suddenly jumped up as he heard Kyle insert the keycard into the door. He quickly draped the dressing gown back over his body as his oncoming erection seemed to go down again.

“All right!” Kyle said, in his usual, enthusiastic voice. “So they didn’t have much yet but they have these shorts and this top ready. They figured you’d need something for the gym as soon as possible. Oh, and they have a pair of trainers!”

Kyle put the various items on the table where Seo-jun had been sitting.

The Korean-Australian stud reached over and looked at each of the items. They seemed pretty reasonable: one was just a bodybuilder’s style stringer tank top with deep arms and a pair of sweatpant shorts. To Seo-jun’s relief, there was also a pair of underwear—even if it was a jockstrap.

He looked at Kyle. Oh fuck it, he thought to himself. Kyle would have to see him naked at some point. He dropped his dressing gown behind him, revealing his body in its full glory. He heard Kyle gasp but paid no attention to it, for now.

He slipped on the jockstrap, his bulge looking and feeling somewhat obscene in them. This was clearly the type of underwear that emphasised his size. Next, he slipped on the shorts. The sweatpant material had a similar effect. If anything his bulge looked even bigger.

It was only now they were on he realised how short the shorts were. They just about covered his groin and an inch of upper legs. They massively emphasised his tree trunks, the powerful and muscular legs looking almost more amazing now than when he was naked.

Next, he slipped the tank top on. It was a bit tighter than he expected. The strings of top barely covered 5% of his huge pecs, exposing those massive tits to the world. Thankfully it was just Kyle seeing them at the moment, but he would have to get used to this.

He ignored Kyle’s longing stares. He could get back to that later. For now, he put on his shoes and grabbed a towel.

“Right, let’s go to do this,” he said and Kyle walked out of the door, showing Seo-jun the way to the gym suit.

The layout of the room was almost identical to his own suite—but all the furniture had been removed and a full set of free weights had been brought in, alongside a leg press and squat rack.

Fuck, Seo-jun thought to himself. PecX must have really spent a lot of money just putting him up here.

“All right, Kyle. I will be here for a while. Do you need anything for me before I get my head down?”

“Uh no,” Kyle said, as if he just snapped out of some deep thought. “No, I need to send a bunch of emails. Do you mind if I work in here?” He pointed at the one bit of furniture remaining: the desk.

“Uhm sure, it would be great to have some company. Even if I won’t be that much fun to be around.”

“That’s fine. I do prefer not to be in your suite on my own.

“All right with me.”

As Seo-jun started his workout he couldn’t help but notice Kyle kept checking him out. He didn’t mind too much and just kept working out.

After a few hours, he was covered in sweat. He hadn’t lifted like this since just before his transformation and he was loving it.

“Hey Kyle,” he said. “It’s been a while since food. Is it possible for some lunch?”

“Of course! I’ll get something ordered for you. How hungry are you, on a scale from 1 to I could eat a horse?”

“Uhm. I could eat a small horse,” Seo-jun said after thinking for a moment.

“Alrighty!”

Seo-jun decided it was enough for the morning and he went back to his suite and Kyle followed him. He could do with a shower before his lunch arrived.

As Kyle sat at the dining table waiting for dinner, Seo-jun took the time to get undressed and use the enormous walk-in shower. As the hot water cascaded over his huge body he could feel his muscles relax.

He sighed heavily and started to soap up his body. He could really do with a hand on this, he realised. Maybe he needed to make a move on Kyle sooner rather than later. But he had a plan. And he didn’t think Kyle would be able to resist.

He dried off and he once again put his dressing gown on, without anything else underneath.

When he left his bedroom again he found the dining table covered in a small feast. Kyle had waited for Seo-jun to get back but as the Asian stud walked in he could hear the twink’s stomach roar.

“You shouldn’t wait for me. Have some food. I’m sure there will be plenty left over.”

“Oh thanks, I just thought it would be rude.”

“Don’t worry about it. You’re not my boyfriend.”

Kyle let out a nervous giggle and grabbed some food. Seo-jun sat down right across from him and started to eat as well. Eating mountains of vegetables, freshly cooked meat and fish and drinking ample amounts of protein shake.

When he was eventually done, Kyle had long gone back to his laptop. He eagerly typed away and Seo-jun could only imagine he was sending email after email making his bookings.

Kyle wasn’t paying attention to him and so he undid the belt of his dressing gown, discreetly under the table. As he stood up the dressing gown fell to either side of his body, somehow still hanging on his huge shoulders as the fabric framed his incredible tits and abs.

It had the desired effect. Kyle couldn’t resist looking up for his laptop and gasp.

“Oh, sorry,” Seo-jun said innocently. “Although I think you’d prefer me to not do this back up again,” he said nonchalantly, holding the belt of dressing gown.

“I… Uhm…” He had him hooked.

“It’s okay. You’re allowed to stare. I know what my body is. And how people worship it.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude!” Kyle said eventually, trying to compose himself. This was the closest the naked form of Seo-jun had been to him. And last time he had more or less expected it.

“Do you want to touch me?” Seo-jun asked. There was a hint of domination in his voice, but he tried to keep it subtle.

“I mean…” Kyle stammered again. He had no idea how to react to this god inviting him to worship his enormous body.

“It’s okay. I’m giving you the choice. You obviously don’t have to, but you’re welcome to it.”

Eventually it dawned on Kyle that this was an opportunity he couldn’t miss and slowly stood up. Seo-jun walked to the bedroom, letting the dressing gown drop behind him as he walked over. His huge back exposed and his muscular bubble butt powerfully strutting away from Kyle.

The twink immediately followed. It was too good to be true. In the bedroom, he found Seo-jun standing at the end of the bed. His full body on perfect display in front of him.

“If you want this, you’ll have to be naked too,” Seo-jun said, the commanding tone now more present in his voice.

Kyle didn’t hesitate any longer. He stripped off his top and threw off his shoes and his trousers as quickly as he could. He was wearing just a thong.

Seo-jun smiled. Kyle looked better than he expected. He was ever so slightly toned, with even a hint of four pack showing. His body was completely smooth, except a small patch above his crotch.

“I did say ‘Strip’” Seo-jun said, emphasising the last word.

Kyle got the hint and took off his thong too. He revealed a nice, big cock. Nothing like Seo-jun’s of course but for a little twink it was definitely impressive.

“Now come and worship me,” he said and Kyle looked at him for another moment before eventually stepping forward and getting down on his knees in front of his boss.

“Where may I start?” he said obediently.

“Where may I start—sir,” Seo-jun said.

“Of course, sorry, Sir. Where may I start, Sir.”

“You may start at my feet and work your way up to my tits. Leave my cock for now,” he said, knowing exactly what he wanted.

So Kyle did as he was told. He started to kiss Seo-jun’s huge feet, gently caressing them with his tongue. He slowly made his way up along Seo-jun’s immense tree trunk-like legs, feeling their incredible power under his tongue and hands.

When he reached the titted stud’s crotch Seo-jun lifted up his ass, providing Kyle with clear access to his hole. Kyle knew what to do and gently spread the cheeks and delved in with his tongue, massaging the outside of the soft hole before slowly invading it with his skilled tongue.

Seo-jun moaned as his huge cock slowly started to harden from the expert treatment he was receiving. He wanted to own Kyle’s ass but he couldn’t bring himself to forcing the twink to move on while he was so expertly licking his hole.

“Fuuuuuck yeah that’s it boy!” he said loudly. “You fucking love that ass don’t you?”

Kyle reached for some air. “Ah fuck yes Sir! I could do this all day!”

“I bet you could. But there is more on offer,” Seo-jun said eventually, his cock getting harder by the minute.

And so Kyle let Seo-jun’s legs down and moved up, first feeling the incredible back muscles under his hands as he supported Seo-jun before refocussing and concentrating on the front. He started just above the base of Seo-jun’s shaft before moving up, exploring each crevice in the amazing eight-pack before finally reaching the tits.

And oh god, these tits. Kyle thought to himself.

He took a deep breath, as if he had to prepare for this.

Finally he delved in, first licking the underside of each massive mount of muscle expertly. Running his tongue underneath the nipples before exploring the deep valley between each pec.

With each hand he stroked Seo-jun’s nipples, feeling them grow and harden as he did so.

Seo-jun was in ecstasy. This is exactly why he had wanted this body—because guys like this would worship him. And he would own them.

“So Kyle—are you ready for the next step?” he asked the twink.

Kyle stepped back. He knew what Seo-jun meant but he was scared of what was to come.

“I guess so,” he said after a few moments of thinking.

“Well, you better be. Because from today on, your ass is mine. Now get on your knees and wet my cock!” As he spoke, he stood up, towering over the twink who looked at him in awe and admiration.

With that, Kyle obediently got on his knees and started to lick the hard shaft. Kyle had read in his Seo-jun’s file that it was 16 inches soft, but now that he saw it, he realised it had to be at least 22 inches hard. He was terrified of how this would go inside him.

As Kyle licked his shaft, Seo-jun moaned. He knew this would be a difficult fit but he was going to try. After a few more minutes he lifted Kyle from the floor and threw him on the bed.

“Ready for this?” he said as he grabbed the lube.

He could see Kyle worried, but he no longer cared. He squirted ample lube onto his finger and more onto Kyle’s ass and slowly started to finger him. To his surprise, Kyle seemed to loosen up quickly, seemingly keen to accommodate him.

He spent a good few minutes on his hole, using an ever increasing number of fingers to stretch the hot twink wide open. Finger after finger invaded Kyle, who couldn’t help but moan loudly while his own cock was dripping onto his abs.

“Fuck you’re so loose already! You should’ve said!” Seo-jun said enthusiastically. “I think you’re ready!”

“Uhm I dunno, I’ve never been this loose in my life…” He sounded very nervous.

“That’s okay, I’ll still take it slow.”

He squirted more lube, this time onto his cock and even more onto Kyle’s cute ass. He put his huge cock head at Kyle’s twitching hole and slowly started to push in.

Kyle’s facial expression slowly changed, from horniness to pain. He started to moan even louder and Seo-jun briefly considered covering his mouth with his hand before realising they had the entire floor to themselves.

As Kyle almost screamed, Seo-jun suddenly felt the head pop in and somehow Kyle instantly went quiet.

“You okay boy?” he asked, somewhat concerned.

Kyle nodded. “More than okay Sir.”

“Thats what I like to hear!” Seo-jun was encouraged and started to push more and more of his 22-inch cock deep into the twink underneath him.

To both their surprises, more and more of the long shaft disappeared deep into Kyle. Seo-jun could see Kyle’s abs start to bulge as more and more of his huge dick invaded Kyle’s hole. He couldn’t believe what he saw. Something about his transformation must have helped other guys take his cock somehow.

And so he started to fuck. He could no longer resist the temptation to properly fuck the little twink who so seemed to enjoy it.

With each stroke, he could see Kyle’s cock slowly come to life. He had been rock hard while worshipping him but as soon as the thought of taking Seo-jun’s huge cock had entered his brain, he had gotten soft and stayed like that.

But now Seo-jun started to appreciate how well hung the little twink was. He must have been at least 10 inches. Pretty hung for such a little guy. As he fucked and pounded Kyle’s hole he grabbed a hold of his cock and started to wank him, stroking his cock every time he more deeply invaded him.

With each stroke he could feel his own immense shaft being stimulated like it hadn’t been in a long time. He hadn’t really found someone to have sex with since the clinical trial. It all had just been such a rollercoaster. He had so much pent up sexual frustration!

He could hear Kyle moan underneath him but was barely paying attention. He just let the stimulation flow through his cock and into his body. For Kyle it seemed like ages. He had never had a fucking quite as intense as this. Each time Seo-jun’s balls slapped against his ass, an intense feeling of pleasure sent shock waves through his body. He could feel his cock leaking precum, slowly covering Seo-jun’s hands.

But Seo-jun was in a world of his own. He used the newly discovered force he could exert, to pile drive Kyle like he had never fucked by anyone before. And it had never felt so good.

He didn’t want it to end. But eventually the inevitable could no longer be avoided. With a couple of more strokes, Seo-jun could feel his climax come closer and closer.

When he finally came, he screamed in ecstasy. Kyle could feel his ass flooding with stream upon stream of cum, making his stomach bloat as it did so.

Seo-jun could feel his body convulse with pleasure, shivers going up his spine as he could feel the streams of cum continuing to flow out his cock. When it didn’t seem to stop, he pulled out, covering Kyle in seemingly gallons of cum. Kyle eagerly used the thick white fluid as lube and eagerly started to jack himself off, quickly resulting in the biggest load he had ever shot.

“Fuck, boy, you took that cock well.”

“Thank you Sir!” Kyle looked both exhausted, and yet intensely satisfied.

Seo-jun quickly got up. He was hungry and was pretty sure there were still a few leftovers.

As Kyle was laid there, he basked in the glory of his new found master. He had definitely hoped this would be a perk of the job but he had not imagined that it would actually happen.


The next couple of days went by fairly similarly before Seo-jun had to go to his first appearance.

When the first few garments were ready to go, Seo-jun was getting a bit nervous. He tried them on and didn’t quite know what to think. There were three outfits, each in a different category of clothing, suited to the three different types of appearances he would be making.

The first was a full suit with shirt and tie. “For the conference you’ll be attending.” Jeff the tailor explained.

It fit Seo-jun like a glove and the cut of the suit managed to perfectly highlight his insanely large pecs. Seo-jun stood in front of the mirror and eagerly bounced them. He could see the fabric move up and down as he did.

“Very nice Jeff!” he said enthusiastically.

“And then here we have the outfit for the gay club.” Jeff handed him an outfit he couldn’t quite comprehend without putting it on.

With Jeff’s guidance he stood in the mirror moments later in a black lycra sleeveless suit, with just his ass covered at the bottom. The crotch and ass were made of shiny black fabric, while the rest of the suit was made out of mesh, showcasing the incredible muscles underneath.

“What do you think?” Jeff asked.

“Fuck, I look good!” Seo-jun said, getting a bit excited, some of his concerns seemingly disappearing.

“And then your final outfit is for the gym visit. The gyms will be expecting you to do a full workout while you’re there and speak to customers so it should fully suit a workout.”

Seo-jun quickly slipped on a pair of white lycra tights and a fitted tank top.

At that moment Kyle came in. “Perfect timing, Seo-jun! The car is here, ready for your first visit!”

“Oh, I didn’t realise that’s now!”

With that they went downstairs and got in the limousine, the huge stud still wearing the gym outfit.

Kyle explained what the appearance was. “So the gym is able to charge through the nose for a select few customers to be in the gym while you workout. They have asked you workout for an hour, focusing on your pecs and upper body. They’re sure customers will help you spot if needed. At the end, they would like you to do a topless posing routine.”

The drive to the gym was very short and as they got there, there were huge crowds of fans outside. Seo-jun smiled and waved confidently as he walked inside where a keen employee met him and guided him into the main gym and gave him a quick tour, showing him where the essentials were.


A few hours later Seo-jun was sat outside a gay bar in downtown LA, waiting for his appearance. He could feel his heart beating in his chest, his huge body covered in the black mesh lycra suit.

He was nervous for what he had to do.

He had no experience go go dancing. But he knew he would just go with it and all the eyes would be on him.

And indeed the crowds roared, just about audible over the loud music. Even in the low light levels he could see the excited faces of the onlooking crowd.

And holy fuck. He loved it. Every single move he could sense people drooling over his body, wanting to worship him. Wanting to be him.

And Seo-jun revelled in it. He knew he could pick up any or as many of the guys as he wanted.

And so he did. He took home five guys that night and he had never experienced a fuck session so intense and fun. Kyle of course joined them and he eagerly let himself get pounded by six of the most muscular men he could imagine.

Seo-jun quickly became a world sensation. And together with Kyle, he became incredibly wealthy, easily able to live off the many appearances he did around the world. He had no idea about the sacrifice some people were making to get their share of PecX.

Jamar was a normal teenager, in many ways. He had just turned 19 and was working full time at the local garage. But he wanted much more.

It had been difficult for Jamar. Living in Harlem, he hadn’t grown up with many positive role models. Instead, his dad had ended up in prison. And the sentence he got was obviously massively disproportionate for the crime he had supposedly committed.

Every day Jamar became more and more aware that he had to be careful. The deaths of black kids on the street across America, often shot by cops, had meant he was increasingly scared. He didn’t want to become just another black kid that ended up in prison.

He wanted to go to college. To make the world a better place. But his family couldn’t afford it and he didn’t manage to get a scholarship. And so he worked in the car shop. He worked hard and knew his stuff but it just wasn’t what he wanted.

Jamar’s experiences may have been average for someone of his skin colour and for where he was born. But his looks were far from it. If he had been born somewhere else, he could have easily ended up as a model. Although he didn’t have the self-confidence to believe it.

He was 6’2” and weighed about 200 pounds of solid muscle. He had spent a lot of time in the gym so he would be able to defend himself if needed. But he didn’t look intimidating. He had an almost radiant peace about him and some puppy dog eyes that had gotten him out of a couple of quarrels over the years.

His square jaw line and high cheekbones accentuated his eyes, which were a deep brown and felt piercing to anyone who looked into them.

It was a cold, grey Friday afternoon in October and Jamar had just finished his shift. He was on his way home and browsing his phone at the same time when he saw an unexpected advert.

“Want PecX? Volunteer now at Pectose and get yours absolutely free!” the advert read, on top of a picture of Kim Seo-jun, the famed Korean tit monster.

Jamar’s cock twitched involuntarily. He had wanted these pecs for years, but of course they didn’t have the money. One round of the stuff easily cost $10k, and well—considering they couldn’t afford college…

He curiously clicked on the advert, which simply linked through to a registration page.

“Sign up today for a free consultation and see if Pectose is right for you!” It said at the top of the page.

Jamar filled out his details. They required a surprising amount of information—including his height, body fat percentage, even his dick size…

Without thinking much about it he sent it off. Who knows what would happen, he thought to himself, It could only be a good thing, right?

When after he week he hadn’t heard anything back, he gave up and forgot about it. Not that he had thought much about it anyways but he had hoped a bit.

Suddenly, after four weeks, he got an email while chilling at home.

“Dear Mr Walker,” it started. He had never been called Mr Walker before. “We would like to invite you to a visit to the Pectose screening centre in New York City in one week’s time. Please confirm via return email whether you are able to make this appointment. If successful, you will travel to the Pectose facility in Wisconsin at an agreed time for a final suitability check.

“Please bring a proof of ID, if available, to the appointment. At the appointment, we will assess your suitability for the programme, including your weight, muscle and body structure, height and overall health.

“Please be aware that we have strict requirements for those entering the programme and that only 1% of applicants progress to the next round.

Yours sincerely,

Max Johnson”

Jamar was intrigued. He eagerly replied to the email confirming he would be at the appointment and quickly had a wank. The thought of getting those huge pecs was just too good to be true!

The next week, Jamar turned up at a small office on the upper east side. A receptionist let him in and made him a coffee.

After waiting for a few minutes, a door opened. “Dr MacMaster will see you now, Mr Walker.”

Jamar got up and went into the doctor’s office. There, he found a handsome looking man who looked extremely muscular. He may have had the PecX treatment himself, Jamar realised.

“I’m Dr MacMaster,” the man said in a thick Scottish accent, shaking Jamar’s hands. “We were impressed with your application so wanted to see you to assess if you are suitable for this programme.

Jamar just smiled as he sat down in the chair.

“First, I will need to explain the programme. Once I have done so, you can decide if you want to leave or if you want to continue with the medical examination.

“So I was involved in the initial clinical trial that established the success of PecX. As a result, I have been involved in every step along the way and helped make refinements in the treatment.

“For example, it takes a lot less time than it did the first time we did it. And it has a lot more potential.”

Jamar nodded, listening carefully.

“Of course, as I am sure you are aware, the normal product is extremely expensive. This is partly because we want to keep PecX exclusive. After all, if everyone had huge tit pecs, why would people still want it?

“But it is also a very expensive treatment for us to have developed so the cost to make it are still very high.

“Yet we also understand we wanted to reach a more diverse audience. So we devised Pectose. Pectose utilises the latest developments in PecX to provide the treatment at no financial cost to the participants, if they so desire.

“But of course, there is other cost.”

Jamar looked concerned. He couldn’t pay for it and he didn’t know what Dr MacMaster meant with ‘other cost.’

“Now, Pectose is a unique development for PecX. We developed a way to ensure that those getting the PecX treatment would start to produce muscle milk.

“Pectose—an amalgamation of pectoral and lactose—is the programme we now use to help PecX reach a wider audience. For this programme we milk the volunteers for a period of time and the milk that we sell pays for the treatment.”

Dr MacMaster paused, gaging Jamar’s reaction.

“I don’t follow, Doctor…” Jamar eventually said, confused.

“We administer the treatment to the volunteers, who develop enormous pecs and produce a massive amount of muscle milk and semen—yes semen too,” he said when he saw Jamar look even more confused, “and we milk them and sell those products. It’s just starting to take off but the muscle milk will stimulate those who go to the gym and workout. But they’ll never get breasts like PecX ones.”

Jamar slowly started to understand. And he wasn’t sure if he was comfortable with it.

“So the Pectose programme is the only financially free way to get PecX. It’s one of our ways to ensure not just the rich have access to the programme

“If you agree to join and if you pass the medical exam, you will agree to join for either a period of three, six or nine months. If you join for nine months, the whole treatment is free. If you join for six, it’s 1/3rd of the cost, or if you join for three, it’s 2/3rds.

“and you can decide in chunks. So you only have to sign up for three months, and can then extend. This means you can make the decision during the programme instead of committing to nine months upfront.”

“And what would those costs be…?”

“The full cost is $30,000,” Dr MacMaster said, matter-of-factly.

“So my options are nine months…?”

“Not necessarily. We know that those who go through the PecX programme have amazing financial opportunities after the treatment. We have had people become extremely successful businessmen as a result of going through the programme, and others who have decided to make the most of their newfound sex appeal. Either way, the minimum income a year after getting PecX stands at $400,000.”

Fuck.”

“So we are happy to take a percentage of your income for two years instead of payment up front. But note that the percentage of your income will probably be higher over the two years than if you could ‘pay’ it up front. Even if payment is an extra three or six months at the facility.”

“I understand,” Jamar said.

“So—are you still interested?”

“Can I just clarify? If I join—I will basically be a cow for nine months?” he said, still a bit in shock.

“That is one way to put it, yes. But you do get to be free and rich after.

“Okay.” He hesitated for a moment, but eventually said: “So what do I do next?”

Dr MacMaster stood up. “Come over here and we’ll measure you.”

Dr MacMaster took Jamar through the motions, measuring every possible thing there was to measure. He also did a few tests, including reflexes, lung capacity and eye sight.

“All very good indeed,” Dr MacMaster said eventually. “I think it’s safe to say I will recommend you for the programme. When would you be able to fly out to Wisconsin?”

Jamar looked shocked. How was he going to afford that!

“Don’t worry, we pay for all the flights,” the doctor added, realising why Jamar’s face had changed.

“If I go to Wisconsin, do I have definitely become part of the programme?” he asked, still a bit worried about what the actual milking would involve…

“Not necessarily. We’ll show you around the facility and after that you can make up your mind.”

He agreed a date in three weeks’ time and he left the office, feeling still a bit excited and a bit nervous.

The next few weeks seemed to drag. He had this opportunity on the horizon to get out of this life and yet it didn’t seem to get any closer. He was still a bit nervous but just thinking about where he could be in nine months’ time…


The night before his flight to Milwaukee he was nervous. He still had little idea of what to expect. And he had never even flown before.

Early in the morning, Jamar stepped into an unmarked car that took him to JFK. Hours later he was sitting in the air, his heart beating almost audibly in his chest.

When he got out of the airport in Wisconsin he was met by a handsome man, who was muscular but definitely not a PecX man. “Jamar Walker, I assume?” He must have seen a photo. Jamar’s handsome features were difficult to forget once you’d seen them once.

“Uh, yeah, that’s me,” he said, the nerves getting more intense.

“If you follow me please? I’m Jonathan, I’ll be your guide to the facility.”

They walked out to a parked black Mercedes. Jonathan opened the rear door to let Jamar in. Jonathan got into the passenger seat and smiled over his shoulders.

“It’s a bit of a drive so I hope you find enough entertainment to keep you occupied for the next few hours.”

Jamar was shocked. The Mercedes must have been stretched ever so slightly because he had an insane amount of leg space. It was equipped with the latest gadgets, a mini fridge (without alcohol) and a range of snacks that would keep Jamar quite happy. He tucked into the food and started to watch a film on the built in tablet.

After two feature-length films they finally pulled in through a gate. The entrance was adorned with big signs saying Pectose in strong, bold letters.

A man came outside and opened the door. “Hello, sir. I am Dr Howden. Welcome to our facility Jamar. Let me take you inside and get you a drink and then we’ll start our tour.”

Jamar smiled. They had stepped into a very corporate looking space, nothing too fancy and yet of good quality. Jamar was escorted to a room just off the main reception area.

“Coffee or tea. Or maybe something a bit more refreshing…?” he asked.

“A Coke would be great actually—if that’s possible?”

As Jamar looked around the room he noticed pictures of men, huge and posing, their big pecs and huge muscled bodies on display.

What he didn’t notice was that Dr Howden added a small sachet of powder to his Coke.

“Here you go,” the doctor said, as he handed him the glass. “As soon as you’re done we’ll give you the tour.”

Jamar was getting too eager and just wanted to have it over and done with. He downed the coke, held back a burp, and put the cup down.

“Before we head off, just to remind you that you can stay either 3, 6 or 9 months. You don’t have to decide now. You’ll sign for an initial 3 month period. After this time you can sign again for another 3 months, and again for the final period if you so desire. The longer you stay, the lower your final costs.”

“Let’s go then!” Jamar said excitedly.

Dr Howden smiled. Hopefully the drink would just have the desired effect now. He thought to himself.

“So Jamar, if you would follow me.” They stood in front of two big, giant folding doors. Jamar was starting to feel a bit lightheaded for some reason, and the doctor’s voice was getting a strange ring to it, like it echoed in his head.

The doors opened and they stepped into the first part of the facility. “This is the processing centre. Here we process all new recruits once they’ve signed up and administer our special, milk producing version of PecX—Pectose. The whole process takes about an hour before people are ready to progress to the milking facility.

“We’ve got a total of 200 men here in the facility at any time. We’ve had about 150 come through so far and are ramping up to have 500 in the facility at any one time. We’re now expecting to show around about 20 guys every day. So are you ready to see the milking process?”

Jamar nodded, his nerves somehow no longer present. Instead, the doctor’s voice was beautiful as it sang in his head.

They stepped through another set of doors and what Jamar saw there would have made him run if he hadn’t been given the strange powder earlier.

There were cages, hundreds of them. They were seemingly floating on top of each other, connected only by some tubes and pipes running across the room. A large number at the top were empty but the cages at the bottom…

Each cage contained one giant muscled man. Strapped to his tits were huge suction cups that were pumping milk directly out of them. All of the men had huge cocks, which were also being pumped and every once in a while, one of the men would orgasm and the liquid would be pumped away.

But what would have surprised Jamar the most—if he hadn’t been slightly sedated—was the fact that every guy was attached to a fuck machine that was violently fucking their asses.

“As you see,” Dr Howden said as if the situation was normal, “Each guy is hooked up to a number of machines. The anal stimulation ensures the best quality orgasms. Each guy is put in the cages for a one week period before being given a few days respite. Our version of PecX means that during that week, the orgasms will remain the same strength every single time and the milk from the tits will keep flowing generously—aided by the stimulation of course.

“During their days off, the guys will get a booster and workout for 10 hours a day. This will help maintain their body mass and compensate for the time they have spent restraint. We make sure doctors check up on them regularly to ensure they are coping with the process. Thankfully, we’ve had no one drop out and actually we still maintain a 100% success rate.

“So, Mr Walker—ready for the final bits of the tour?”

Jamar just nodded, completely in a trance-like state, in awe at what he was seeing.

They walked through another door at a different end of the milking facility.

“And then here we have the accommodation where the cows are kept during their days off. Simple rooms and a well-equipped gym. During this time, cows were able to fuck with each other as much as they want.”

The space looked simple indeed. Bunk beds with four guys per room, most seemingly empty at that moment.

Eventually they returned the first room they had started where Jamar had admired the titted studs on the wall.

“So, Mr Walker, are you ready to proceed? If you agree we can get you transformed in an hour.”

Jamar didn’t have to think twice anymore. Dr Howden’s singing voice had convinced him. He wanted this. In fact, he had never wanted something more in his life.

“This is the contract you need to sign.”

Without thinking for another moment, Jamar put pen to paper and signed his name. Immediately two men came in and escorted him to the processing room.

There, he was asked to remove his clothes before being put in a comfortable chair. The cloud still filled Jamar’s brain as the two men each injected him with a thick silvery fluid, straight into his chest.

Jamar became acutely aware of an ache in his chest, that slowly spread to the rest of his body. Within moments, the ache was joined by what seemed to be a fire in his stomach, the heat radiating from his body.

Jamar moaned, the feeling strangely sensual, although he wasn’t sure whether it was his clouded mind that made him feel that way or if the feelings were truly that intense.

Suddenly it felt as though his pec muscles ruptured, and he could feel them explode. He looked down and his chest started to swell up, slowly at first, just barely noticeable. But as they grew and grew he suddenly realised other body parts were joining in. His biceps started to swell up like bowling balls, and his legs… Oh god his legs!

The tree trunk like formations now visible between his groin and his feet made his jaw drop. All Jamar wanted to do was furiously jack off but something stopped him from doing so.

“He’s doing really well,” one of the men in a white coat said.

“Yup, not all of them enjoy growth this much,” another added.

Jamar felt like the growing just kept going and going. He thought it would never stop!


When he came back round he could barely move. His hands were tied into two big leathery mitts and his feet were shackled to the back of a cage. Slowly he started to realise what was happening.

He could feel that his pecs were now huge and on the ends he could feel a machine pumping them hard. Another pump was attached to his now monstrously-sized cock (although he couldn’t quite see how big), getting ready to bring him to orgasm.

The whole process was aided by what had to be a dildo, slowly pulsating, and vibrating, in and out of his ass.

Jamar moaned. It felt so good. His clouded mind was enjoying every moment of it, the sensations almost overwhelmingly strong.

He didn’t know how long it took for him to shoot his first load, but it seemed a fairly standard orgasm. He needed more to get relief. His body needed constant pleasuring.

As the day progressed, the fog in his head started to lift and he started to become more aware of his predicament and his surroundings.

What had he done? Had he signed his life away? He could barely remember if he would ever leave this place!

Jamar looked around the room and slowly started to find his orientation. He was about four cages up in the air with the cage right in front of him occupied by a very hot looking bubble butt. Next to him was a handsome Latino-looking stud, who was just about to cum and in the throes of ecstasy. Jamar felt his dick twitch as he watched.

On his other side was only one cage, with next to that huge, tall windows that allowed huge amounts of daylight to flood the room. It created a silhouette of a massive muscular man with incredible looking tits, but Jamar couldn’t see much more of the guy because of the strong backlight.

Suddenly Jamar could feel the dildo start to vibrate again. He hadn’t even realised it stopped but he figured it must have given him a bit of a break after he had cum. His huge dick started to throb again and he could almost feel the precum leaving his body.

At the same time he could feel the pump on his tits finally turn on. He hadn’t noticed it hadn’t been on but as soon as it started to do its work, he knew it had been missing.

Almost instantly he could feel the milk start to leak from his pecs, into the long tubes. Now, the pleasure became intense, sending shivers down his spine. With a few more strokes of the vibrator, he could feel his balls erupt, sending a second load of cum into the repository.

The tit pump continued, with milk still flowing generously from Jamar’s big, hard nipples. But the dildo stopped vibrating and was now slowly fucking him.

Jamar still felt horny, there was no doubt about it. But this cumshot had been far more satisfying than the first one. He moaned in pleasure and took the minute to drink from the long straw that had appeared in front of his mouth.

He was surprised to discover it wasn’t water, though. As he drank he realised it must have been a highly nutritious drink, that probably would be a substitute for his food while he was in the cage. He eagerly drank, feeling strength come back into his body.

After a few minutes, the liquid stopped flowing into his mouth. He sucked harder but nothing more came out and as soon as he took his mouth of the straw it retracted upwards. Feeding time was over.

And as soon as the straw was gone, the dildo started to vibrate again and pick up the pace, immediately followed by the cock pump starting to aggressively pump again.

And that’s how Jamar’s first day went. Pump, dump, feed and start again. Over and over and over. The tit pump seemed to be almost always on, and his huge tits seemed to be producing milk fast enough to keep up the constant flow.

After about four cycles, Jamar got tired and fell asleep, only waking up just as he was about to cum. He would eat and almost immediately fall back asleep.

And so one afternoon became a full day, and a full day became a week. To Jamar’s surprise he never got bored and actually rather started to enjoy himself.

So Jamar was actually a bit disappointed when he woke up one morning with the sun streaming through a tiny window above his bed.

His bunkbed.

It was the first of the two days off he got. He looked around him. He was on the top bunk. Across from him was the hot Latino stud that had been next to him, still asleep, his tits heaving up and down as he breathed.

Underneath the Latino was a hot looking blond guy, whose huge cock was throbbing. He must have been having a sex dream, Jamar realised. He looked over and saw a very twinkish (well, twunkish really) looking black guy underneath him. He looked strangely familiar…

Jamar decided to see if he could get out of this room. He got up and tried to open the door. It obliged and he walked into a long corridor, which he remembered from his tour and was lined with similar rooms.

He opened the door at the end and stepped into the common room. It was still quite quiet but a few guys were already having their breakfast. Proper food! Jamar immediately thought.

He grabbed some food from the buffet and sat down next to a few guys. Everyone was quiet as they ate but once a few had finished their plates people started to talk.

Oddly enough no one spoke of the week they just had. They spoke about life, lifting weights, how much they loved their bodies…

Jamar was sitting next to François, a French guy who had come here just to grow his pecs. He had a beautiful smile, with dark brown hair and a light stubble. He had a light dusting of short hairs on his massive pecs, which somehow suited him very well. He smiled as he spoke.

“First week here?” he asked in a thick French accent.

“Uhm, yeah. Is it obvious?”

“Not hugely, but you seem a bit unsure about what you should be doing. Don’t worry, I’ll take you to the gym.”

Jamar obediently followed François to the gym, which was still empty.

“Did you lift before coming here?” the French stud asked.

“Uhm yeah quite regularly I guess.”

“All right, well let’s lift together then.”

Jamar quickly realised he had to relearn some basic techniques with the rapid increase in the size and strength of his body. First the bench press, followed by squats and deadlifts. And of course they were followed by exercises focussed on more specific muscle groups.

All the while they were naked and other visitors would come into the gym and start to workout.

After two hours of lifting, during which time François and Jamar spotted each other and helped load up each other’s weights, Jamar sat down, looking tired.

“Need some energy?” François asked.

Jamar just nodded. François pushed him down so that Jamar lay flat on the bench and wrapped his big, sexy lips around Jamar’s soft cock.

Jamar was a bit surprised but didn’t mind one bit. His cock quickly jumped to life as François eagerly worked to take the full length of his cock.

Jamar wasn’t sure if he had consciously been able to see his newly grown dick hard. Or indeed realised how big it had become. But now that François’ head was bobbing up and down on it, he saw that it must’ve been at least 20 inches. He stared at his own cock in awe, unable to believe the incredible growth.

He saw François’ cheeky smile as he looked down at the Frenchman. He was so glad he got to explore his new body after a week in the cage.

As the days went by, he worked out extremely intensely. He thought he would get very exhausted but somehow he seemed to have the energy to keep going.

On his second day, just as he was about to leave the gym to have a bit of down time before going to sleep he ran into his bunkmate. He hadn’t seen him at all, somehow, since he had woken up the previous morning.

That’s when he suddenly realised. It was Michael. One of his best bros from school. They hadn’t seen each other since high school so he hadn’t recognised him yet, especially with their new bodies. But it was clear that Michael realised who Jamar was at the exact same time as well.

“Fuck I never thought I’d see you here!” Jamar laughed loudly, excited to see his friend.

“Dude, me neither! I can’t believe it.”

Jamar couldn’t help it. Michael looked incredible. His silky smooth black skin stretched beautifully over each and every muscle, with his huge tits standing out, proudly hanging over his amazingly chiselled abs.

“Fuck man! You too. I didn’t know this would be your thing!”

Jamar laughed. “You’re telling me!”

Jamar looked at Michael again, scanning his incredible body from top to bottom. As he did so, Michael seemed to do the same, until eventually their eyes met.

At that point in time, there was no stopping either of the two studs. They almost jumped forward and started to make out, passionately kissing each other and letting their hands explore each other’s body. As Jamar’s hands reached Michael’s still soft cock he eagerly wrapped his hands around it and got on his knees.

Michael let out a soft moan as Jamar wrapped his thick lips around the long, soft shaft. As a few inches disappeared into his throat, Jamar felt it starting to swell in his mouth, rapidly. He was fairly sure Michael would be a grower…

As he swallowed more and more of the length down his throat he felt it get thicker and thicker in his mouth. Somehow it seemed to be pushing deeper and deeper into him and yet the length left to swallow never seemed to change.

Jamar started to gag but tried his hardest to resist. Michael’s cock slid deeper and deeper into his throat and he felt his own cock getting harder and harder.

The base of Michael’s cock started to get into sight and at that moment, the black stud grabbed Jamar by the back of his head and started to fuck. He started slowly at first, but as he noticed that his good friend was coping surprisingly well he started to get much more aggressive.

Jamar struggled for a moment, but somehow his huge body easily adjusted and Michael started to aggressively fuck his cock deep into Jamar’s throat. Jamar moaned into his buddy’s huge cock, but the intense sensation never became too much for him.

Michael was impressed. If his friend’s mouth was this good, he could only imagine what his ass was capable of. He forced Jamar’s head off his cock and bent down to kiss him. Jamar eagerly returned the deep and passionate kiss, keen to see what Michael had in mind next.

“Ready for a good pounding?” Michael whispered in Jamar’s ear.

Jamar’s heart almost melted. Fuck he was excited for this. He rested his knees on two separate benches so that Michael had plenty of space to stand between them. Michael put his drooling cockhead at Jamar’s twitching hole. Considering the regular use it had been enjoying, this should be fairly easy, Michael thought.

He spat directly on the hole and used his own spit to wet his cockhead a bit more than the ample amount of precum that was already flowing. With just a bit of pressure, Jamar could feel his ass spreading open, eagerly accommodating Michael’s thick shaft.

“Fuck that’s it! I’ve never fucked an ass like this before. You’re doing real well there baby,” Michael said affectionately, clearly enjoying the feeling of Jamar’s strong ass around his huge cock.

Jamar smiled and moaned. Michael’s big cock felt so good as it filled him up.

They were both lost in a blur of sexual ecstasy. They fucked for ages until eventually one of the wardens showed up.

“Hey guys, you know you both have to go back to the cell in a few hours?”

Jamar and Michael were both surprised, covered in cum and sweat from top to toe.

“I guess we should have some sleep?” Michael said.

“I suppose so. Hey Michael, before we go, can I ask you something?”

“What’s up Jamar?”

“How long have you been here so far?”

“Just a week I think, it’s a bit of a blur. But this is my first break.”

“Oh really. Me too! Hopefully we’ll share our breaks together!”

“That would be awesome!”

They walked back to their bunks together and both fell asleep.

After a few hours they were both woken up by the wardens and walked back to their cages. The two studs said goodbye to each other as Michael went one direction and Jamar another. One of the guys helped Jamar climb into the cage, locking him back into the shackles. Once he was in position, Jamar allowed the warden to reattach the nipple and cock pumps and gently reinsert the dildo. He was strangely excited to get back to his week of bliss.


Weeks went by, and Jamar felt more invigorated every time he went on his break. It was like the constant milking process gave him strength and energy he had never expected to experience.

The next time his cage opened up, the warden didn’t bring him to the communal space, instead they went in the opposite direction. They entered the room he had first signed the contract in, and to his surprise he saw Michael.

The two had spent every waking hour together during their breaks. And although they had kept fucking other guys, they had definitely become lovers. In fact, Jamar had fallen head over heels for his great friend, and Michael seemed to feel the same way.

Jamar smiled as he saw Michael and they passionately kissed.

“So guys, you may wonder why we brought you here,” a familiar voice asked them.

Jamar turned around and saw the guy who had first shown him round—Dr Howden.

Jamar and Michael both nodded.

“Well, guys, you’re now both at the end of your first three months. As I know you’ve been spending a lot of time together, we wanted to give you the option to discuss your next steps together rather than on your own. You’re both amazing milk producers so we’d be delighted to lengthen your stay, obviously reducing your costs, to only a third of the full total.

Jamar looked at Michael. Strangely he wasn’t ready to leave yet.

Michael took his hand and whispered. “I’d like to stay, but if you wanna go, that’s okay.”

Jamar looked at Michael’s eyes, which sparkled under the light.

“No, I wanna stay too.”

“All right, then we both stay.”

They turned around to Dr Howden who smiled.

“Excellent. If you could sign the extension here…” he pointed to two documents that were clearly ready to go.

Jamar and Michael eagerly signed and Jamar and Michael smiled and kissed again.

“You’ll now have your break as normal. Once you finish, we’ll find you a new spot so you can be next to each other. Sorry we haven’t been able to do it sooner.”

Michael and Jamar were impressed. It was the first time they really saw how well PecX treated its future ambassadors.


And so more weeks went by, but now Jamar could see Michael’s ecstatic face every time his huge cock blew another load. By the end of the second three month period, Jamar still felt that he gained a lot of energy and enthusiasm for his role as a cum cow. He wasn’t done yet.

To his relief, neither was Michael. They both eagerly signed for another three months.

To his surprise, it started to get more difficult. The first few weeks were fine, but after that each orgasm seemed to take more effort, and his hole started to feel more tender.

During one of their breaks, Jamar mentioned this to Michael.

“Yup. I’ve been feeling the same actually. Having sex here is still as easy and as hot as it was before but I used to get this real energy from the orgasms in the cage. That’s now gone somehow!”

“Oh god,” Jamar said with a sigh of relief. “I’ve been thinking the same thing. I’m counting the weeks down now.”

And that was the day they had their first ever discussion on what they would do next.

Jamar hadn’t really thought about what he would do after his time with PecX, but Michael clearly had some thoughts. They agreed to pursue Michael’s plans. In fact, they realised that together, they could charge a whole lot more than on their own.

Jamar smiled. They would go back to New York where they would set up their home base. From there, they would do shows, pornography and whatever else men wanted to pay them for.

The last few weeks went slowly, and they valued their break time together more and more. They continued to plan and as they reached their final weeks there, they started to use the multimedia lab. They helped other guys do photo shoots and the other guys started to take pictures of them, together and separately. Some naked, some partly dressed. But nothing they wore would conceal their huge bodies.

Using PecX’s support, they had already lined up some gigs for their first few days back and with the huge advances they received, they rented a flat in downtown Manhattan, on the edge of Hell’s Kitchen.

The PecX tailor took their measurements about two weeks before they were due to leave. They had both selected some vital outfits needed for life after their treatment. Both guys had gone for a number of skinny jeans and plain tees, that showed off their pecs exceptionally well. Both also selected a couple of crop tops and shorts.

Jamar had also chosen a few Lycra outfits that neatly snugged his whole body. Michael had opted for some leather items, as well as a rubber catsuit. Altogether they had a good few outfits for their upcoming shows.

The last week was almost painfully slow. They now had a life to look forward to, together.

When the day finally arrived, Jamar and Michael got out of their cages and were escorted to the doors. They both put on jeans and a tee, with their deep v-necks highlighting their huge cleavages.

Jamar smiled to Michael. “Shall we go home?” he said.

“Yup. Let’s see what this madness brings,” Michael replied, smiling back at him.

Lewis was sitting at his dining room table, re-examining the offer for this loan. He could barely fathom borrowing this much money. And would it even be worth it?

It had to be. It couldn’t not be. But yet…

It had been over 10 years now that PecX had made its way onto the market. And although the image of large titted studs had become mainstream, it was still the privilege of the rich and those crazy enough to go through PecX’s Pectose makeover process.

Although Lewis hadn’t objected to going through the pectose programme himself, the number of guys admitted to the programme was tiny. When the company had first started, they treated hundreds of people every year. Now it was maybe three dozen. And although Lewis didn’t know what he lacked, he didn’t get in.

He shouldn’t have banked on it anyways. It was easier to get into Harvard nowadays. Hell, it was practically easier to get elected to the U.S. Senate!

So Lewis looked back at the forms again. For this amount of money, the bank still wanted a physical signature. They wanted that feeling of signing your life away to the devil.

Lewis had heard the stories of when it had cost a mere $45,000 to get the treatment done. Those were the early days.

But the company had spotted its opportunity. The average pay of a PecX man was around $400,000 in the first year alone, so they decided they could easily charge more. And by making it more exclusive, they could help drive up the salary.

So now the procedure cost $4.5m. And the first year average income had gone up to £3m. And since it wasn’t a drug that treated any disease, no regulator had stepped in and told PecX that they couldn’t sell their product at such insane prices.

But with the price hikes, banks had also caught on to the high earning potential of the PecX men. Now, guys could borrow the full amount and banks would give them five years to pay it back. Most guys lived frugally for the first few years and paid it back in three. But even so most people considered the risk too great and so it was only done by those eager enough to take such drastic action.

And so Lewis had been persuaded. Or so he thought. His hand trembled as he held his pen over the signature box.

Finally his desire to grow big took over from his brain and he put pen to paper.

He took a scan of the picture, which he quickly fired off to the bank. He was told he could do that first, as long as the paper form arrived a few days later.

No more than 10 minutes later, Lewis’ phone rang. It was the bank.

“Is this Lewis Souter?” A posh voice on the other end of the line said.

“Yes it is. How can I help?” Lewis answered politely.

“Mr Souter, a car will be with you in 30 minutes to take you to the treatment facility. The payment to PecX is scheduled to take place in 3 hours, once you’re at the facility. You will immediately receive the treatment. Please make sure you pay back the first instalment in 60 days time.”

Without getting another word in, the man from the bank hung up. Lewis was slightly shocked, even though he knew the details of the process.

Lewis quickly rushed the letter to the post box and returned home. Indeed no minute later than half an hour, a black Mercedes turned up at the front door. Lewis got in, not taking much clothing besides some oversized joggers, hoodie and boxers. He wasn’t even sure if they would still fit by the end of the evening.

They drove for two and a half hours, without hitting any traffic or having any delays. And just as scheduled, they arrived at the PecX facility.

Lewis hadn’t been sure of what to expect. But it wasn’t this. He had not been allowed to know the location of the facility or been able to see any photos.

He was in awe. What he saw was best described as an ultra-modern luxury hotel in the middle of nowhere. It was clad in blue reflective glass, which mirrored the blue sky above.

Lewis eagerly stepped inside and was immediately met by a muscular (although not titted) man.

“Mr Souter, I presume?” the handsome man said as soon as Lewis walked through the door. Lewis simply nodded, in awe at the sleek black and white marble, contrasted beautifully with pale wood and various shades of concrete. It was a modern architectural master piece.

“Welcome to PecX. We have received the payment from your bank so we can go into the procedure straight away.” As they talked they started to walk into the building, through grand hallways with beautiful modern artworks and recessed lighting.

“Just to remind you that you are able to stay with us for two weeks on completion of the treatment, as part of the full service we provide to all our PecX men. During this time you will get to meet other PecX men while also developing your personal brand. We do a photoshoot with you and you get to choose 10 outfits from our tailor.

“Please remember that the treatment is immediate and irreversible. As per our agreement with the bank, if you do decide against it last minute, we will return the money to them and you will owe them no interest. You will immediately be debt free again and it will not show up on your credit score.

“Any further questions?”

Lewis shook his head. They had arrived at a tall glass door, which his guide opened.

“I will leave you in the capable hand of Dr MacMaster, Mr Souter.” With that, the handsome man walked away.

“Mr Souter!” Dr MacMaster said jovially. He was a bit of an older man, but he still had an incredible body, clearly visible under his doctor’s scrubs. “I am Dr MacMaster, and this here is Nurse Jackson. We will guide you through your transformation process today. To start with, we will take some base measurements to just know where you’re coming from. If you could come over here.”

Dr MacMaster pointed to a set of scales, which the nurse read out. “55kg, 121 pounds,” he said clearly, as the doctor took notes on his tablet.

The nurse guided Lewis off the scales and underneath a measurement tape. “5 foot 5, or 165cm,” the nurse said.

“Okay, thank you, nurse. Now let’s see… Ginger hair, blue eyes, slender body. A healthy BMI but I suppose… skinny built is accurate. Now please strip, Mr Souter,” the doctor said nonchalantly.

Lewis knew this moment would come but still, his hard skipped a beat. He slowly did as he was told, revealing his hairless body. “Body hair—no. Please remove the underwear too, Mr Souter.”

Lewis did as he was told, even more nervous now. “Tattoos—no. Piercings—no. Penis size…”

The nurse leaned down to measure. “3 inches.”

“3 inches flaccid,” the doctor noted. “Can you make it erect, Mr Souter?”

It took Lewis a moment, but he had known all the questions he would be asked. He took a deep breath and started to masturbate. He looked at the pictures of the PecX men that hung on the walls and within moments was rock hard.

The nurse read off the verdict. “4.5 inches.”

“Okay, thank you, Mr Souter. Are you ready?” the doctor asked, as if he were asking if Lewis had finished his dinner.

“Yes. I want to proceed.”

“All right, just grab a seat.” The Doctor motioned to an examination table.

Lewis eagerly grabbed a seat. His heart beating in his chest—knowing what was to come.

Nurse Jackson came in with a hard suitcase and opened it up, revealing three heavy syringes, although to Lewis’ relief the needles itself were relatively small.

“The latest version of PecX involves these three syringes,” Dr MacMaster began. “One will be inserted into your left pec, one in your right glute, and one directly in your blood stream through either arm. We’ll start with the left pec. You shouldn’t feel much pain but there will be some tingling and other feelings as you go through the growth.”

Nurse Jackson took the second largest syringe and carefully placed the needle on the inside of Lewis’ pecs. With one quick prick the needle was buried inside the muscle tissue and after about a minute the syringe was empty.

“Now if you could lay on your stomach, Mr Souter,” the nurse asked kindly. Lewis obliged and lay down on the table, his small, tight butt exposed.

From the corner of his eyes, he just saw Jackson reaching for the largest syringe. He knew where it would go and within moments he felt a soft prick in his ass muscles. He flinched a bit but kept still as he felt the thick liquid flow into his body.

“Okay, now sit up please,” the doctor said commandingly.

Lewis obeyed again and Nurse Jackson grabbed his left arm with a gentle forcefulness. He placed the smallest syringe at the vein and pushed it in, in one swift motion. Lewis managed to keep still but as the last of the liquid entered his body he could feel a strange surge of power flowing through him.

Within moments his ass and legs were on fire and the feeling slowly spread to his upper body. When it reached his pecs it not only continued into his arms but the feeling intensified. His pecs now felt as if they were the epicentre of his body, the place where everything was about to culminate.

And of course, he knew that was true.

After at least five minutes of agony, pain and yet a bizarre sort of pleasure, Lewis’ body exploded. It started with his pecs, which suddenly start to expand. They grew right under Lewis’ eyes—who watched in awe as his body changed quickly. When his pecs were about the size of normal pecs, the rest of his body finally started to grow. The sensations flowing through his body were intense, causing his cock to get rock hard and soon joining in the growth. Lewis moaned loudly as he involuntarily started to jack off, unable to control the pleasure that was flowing through him.

“Fuuuuuuck. Fuck fuck fuck!” he moaned loudly as his arms and legs tried to catch up with his pecs.

But when his arms and legs stopped growing, his pecs did not. PecX was sticking to their word as his pecs ballooned bigger and bigger. As Lewis noticed this he started to masturbate harder and harder, his other hand feeling his tits grow as he massaged them. When the first drop of pec milk came out, Lewis could no longer contain himself and he felt his cock explode, releasing the biggest torrent of cum he had ever seen.

When he came to, he was still in the same room. It must have only been moments after he came, as wet cum was still dripping of his huge body.

“Very good, Mr Souter! That’s some spectacular growth! We do hope you’re satisfied with the treatment.”

Lewis smiled. “I want to see myself in the mirror!”

“Of course!” Dr MacMaster smiled. “This way please.” He guided Lewis to a mirror.

Lewis’s jaw dropped. He had heard how good it was. He had even felt his body grow. But the real image of his huge body took him by complete and utter surprise.

“Okay, Mr Souter. Obviously we need to get you measured by our tailor who will make your first outfit. Are you ready for your two-week stay in a tit hotel?”

Lewis smiled. “Fuck yeah!”

“This way, Mr Souter,” Nurse Jackson said, guiding him to a door, opposite to the one he came in through. “Once through this door, you get to enjoy an amazing few weeks in the best place you’ve ever visited!”

Lewis went through the door, excited about what was to come. He was still naked but didn’t care. This was a body that should be seen!

The door led into another corridor, which was buzzing with people. Most of the men were tit men, either partially or fully naked. But to Lewis’ delight, he didn’t feel at all out of place. He matched some of the biggest guys on the corridor and they looked at him with the same lust he felt for them.

“Mr Souter?” the familiar voice of a man said. It was the same man who had brought him to the treatment room. “You look great, I hope you enjoyed the treatment.” Without waiting a moment to let Lewis talk he continued. “This way please to the tailor. You will get one outfit tomorrow and the remainder will be delivered over the next few days. But don’t worry about wearing things in here, all pec men are allowed to be naked.

At that point they arrived at the tailor’s, who was also a big-muscled man.

“Oh, a beautiful ginger!” he said excitedly. “And those cute freckles! Oh you’re going to very popular!” His voice was a bit effeminate but Lewis didn’t care. He was beautiful and handsome.

As his guide stepped out of the room, the tailor got to work, taking every possible measurement on Lewis’ body. His pecs were now easily 90 inches across, with his waist still a good 32 inches. His lats had spread to accommodate his huge tits.

Looking at the sheet where the tailor was taking notes, Lewis was astonished to learn his biceps were 25 inches across! And his soft cock…

God, his cock.

14 inches. Soft.

“Now Mr Souter. I do need you to get hard for me. You can do it yourself or I am happy to help?” he said seductively.

Lewis couldn’t resist. “Go ahead if you want.”

That was all the tailor needed to wrap his mouth around Lewis’ soft cock. His expert work immediately made Lewis’ cock grow, expanding inside the hot tailor’s mouth. After a minute or so, Lewis was shocked to realise the tailor had taken it to the very base, although he struggled to see that over his huge pecs.

The sensation of his newly grown cock, fully deep down the hot tailor’s mouth was something that Lewis could not even have dreamed of. Lewis had had his fair share of orgasms in his life and yet something about his cock at this size, combined with his insane tits, just really worked for him.

Much to Lewis’ embarrassment, it only took the tailor a minute or so to get a load out of Lewis’ balls, which he bravely swallowed. Lewis realised he must have had experience swallowing loads from newly grown men, but he didn’t care.

Within moments his cock had been measured up and had softened again.

“Now Mr Souter—I had a few ideas for your first outfits. Let me just show you…” The tailor said as if nothing strange had happened.

“These are our first day outfits, ones where we can make them quite easily in one day. Depending on how you intend to position yourself, you could go for anything from really slutty to business formal.”

Lewis looked through the catalogue and thought of what the tailor had said. He wanted to serve wealthy, rich men who wanted to spend good money on him.

He found a beautiful casual button up shirt. The picture suggested it was made from an almost light, canvas like fabric. He requested the item in cream, with a pair of shorts made from suit fabric. But he made sure the shorts were just a bit too short. Combined with a pair of boat shoes they really should attract the clientele Lewis wanted to attract.

“Thank you, Mr Souter, we will get that done tomorrow, it should really make your pecs pop!” the tailor said with a very happy smile on his face.

His guide stepped back into the room. “I will now show you to your room where you will spend the next two weeks. We’ll do your first photoshoot tomorrow. For today, you’re more than welcome to relax either in your suite or in the common room.”

When they got to the suite, Lewis continued to be amazed. It was a stunning one, with ample room for all of him and much more than that. It consisted of a large bedroom, with a huge king-size bed, and adjoined by a huge marble bathroom, complete with two-person bath and massive walk-in shower. Lewis realised the bath would probably just about fit his new body…

The living room was also gorgeous, with a balcony overlooking the country side. Just below it was an outdoor space where pec men were exercising and relaxing with each other—mostly naked—and enjoying the beautiful weather.

Lewis smiled. He was very happy to stay here for two weeks. Although there was no chance he was going to spend time in just his own company. He knew his clients would be far removed from the studs walking around here so he was going to enjoy them while he was in their presence.

Lewis walked out into the hallway, now finally able to explore on his own. He walked into the opposite direction from which he had arrived—he had been told that the common room was on that side of the building.

As he walked down a grand staircase he ended up on the ground floor, a beautiful lounge filled with leather recliners and comfortable looking sofas. It was fairly quiet, most guys spending the day outside, or working on their public profile as much as they could. But on a sofa, near a door, sat a black guy. His dark chocolate skin glistened in the sunlight as he was reading a book.

“Sorry, may I sit down?” Lewis asked politely, not wanting to disturb someone who didn’t want to be disturbed.

“Oh by all means. I decided to go out of the sun a bit and cool down. I wasn’t really actively reading.”

He carefully placed a bookmark on the page and closed the book before he properly looked up.

“I can see why you’re not sitting outside,” he said in a joking voice, observing Lewis’ freckled skin and ginger hair

“Uhh, yeah I guess so. But more honestly, I have only just grown so I’m taking it slow.”

With that the black titted stud immediately put his book down.

“Oh shit, man. I don’t think we expected anyone new today.” He looked at Lewis properly, as his eyes moved up and down he seemed to be taking in each part of Lewis’ newly grown body.

“Well—you look great man. I’m Anthony.”

The stud stood up and held out his hand and Lewis eagerly grabbed it, using the time to marvel at Anthony’s magnificent body.

He must have easily been 6’6”, with a body sculpted just as beautifully as every other pec man Lewis had seen. But it was clear that the pec man’s unique selling point was his 20-inch soft cock.

Lewis was shocked. He had looked at a lot of photos of tit men and he had never seen a guy this hung…

When he finally looked up, Anthony smiled. “It’s pretty big, isn’t it?”

“Uh, yeah. I’ve never seen something quite that big…” Lewis said, still astonished.

“Yup. The biggest pec man cock so far.”

“Wow, nice!”

“I’ll be curious to see what my potential clients think.”

Lewis laughed. “I am sure you’ll be a hit!”

“I think you will be too! You are absolutely beautiful!”

“Oh really? That’s far too kind of you.”

“Not at all. I wasn’t kidding. I don’t think I’ve seen a ginger tit man in here before. Or anywhere.”

“How long have you been here?” Lewis asked, curious to see if Anthony was right.

“Almost a week. But don’t just take my word for it. Look through the catalogue.” He pointed towards a bank of computers on one wall in the room. They were unused, unlike other computers around the room.

“What is that?” Lewis asked, not sure what the catalogue really meant.

“It’s the register of all tit men in the world. It’s basically the PecX profile pages.

Oh shit. Lewis thought as it dawned on him what Anthony meant. PecX maintained a website that allowed people to connect with pec men across the world. It was the way for pec men to meet admirers and they rarely maintained profiles elsewhere—although as far as Lewis knew there was no legal obligation to do so.

But Lewis also knew that even just to access all the profiles, you had to pay a monthly subscription fee, although the website catered to a very broad clientele so there were different levels of membership. From the cheap, G-rated pictures only to the expensive, full x-rated content. Plus everything in between. You had to pay more to contact the men, and basically everything ‘extra’ was a way for PecX to make money.

Lewis smiled and went onto one of the computers, opening up the browser. Its homepage was set as the catalogue, but it appeared to be an internal version that was for searching profiles only.

Lewis went to the advanced search option and found the hair colour filter. He selected ginger and hit search.

Within moments the page returned the result: 1 Profile Found.

And that’s when Lewis realised it was his own profile. It didn’t have a photo yet but his stats had been put in based on his visit to the tailors. Anthony was right.

“Fuck man. I can’t believe they have done this whole thing for ages now and not grown a single ginger guy. I hear they’re quite selective and have been trying to get one. You can bank on some good promotion from PecX. They just had to find the one that was hot enough.”

“There are plenty of hot ginger guys,” Lewis said, a bit annoyed by the implication of Anthony’s words.

“Yeah—but they’ve gotta find someone who’s willing to grow.”

Lewis accepted that and sat in the arm chair next to Anthony, who had picked up his book again but laid it down on his lap as the ginger stud joined him.

“Do you fancy a tour of the common areas here? I can show you around,” Anthony said, clearly keen to spend some more time with the hot stud.

“Sure, that would be great.”

And so Anthony took him under his wings and they started inside. Besides the beautiful living room, there was a grand dining hall.

“They serve every meal here on a silver platter, with only the hottest none-PecX men serving the food at every meal. And there is always some food available if you’re hungry.”

Lewis smiled. He admitted he could eat and both guys got a hot dog, which they ate as they continued their walk.

“The facility is quite… varied shall we say?” Anthony said as they approached a door. “This is a room that not everyone is keen to use but some love it.” As he opened the door, Lewis saw one tit man tied to a St Andrew’s cross as he was getting whipped by another stud. Lewis couldn’t help but feel his cock twitch with curiosity but that would have to wait.

“This is the indoor gym. The weather here isn’t always great so we do need an indoor space. And you might appreciate not working out in the sun.” Lewis just smiled. He knew he wouldn’t fare well outside so Anthony was totally right, even if he was just making a bit of a joke.

The gym was virtually empty, with just one guy doing an incline bench press. Lewis gawked at the guy. He was slightly older, maybe in his late 40s or early 50s.

Still out of ear shot, Anthony whispered, “They realised that some people prefer slightly older guys so this is their first ‘daddy’.”

Lewis smiled. The daddy in question was pretty hot indeed and he smiled at them as he guided the bar back into place.

“Well. That’s all the indoor common areas. Wanna see my suite next?” Anthony asked cheekily.

“Uhm, seriously?” Lewis immediately realised what he was implying. “Sure, why not?”

The hunky and titted black man guided him upstairs. Unlike his own suite, Anthony’s suite faced towards the big forest. There were only a small number of men downstairs, enjoying each other’s company.

As soon as Anthony closed the door behind them, he pulled Lewis into a deep kiss. Lewis eagerly reciprocated, allowing his hands to run over Anthony’s huge muscles, slowly making their way to his huge pecs.

“Fuuuuck, I do always love taking a new pec man.” Anthony said in between the kisses as he felt the ginger stud’s hands on his body.

“Yeah?” Lewis said with a cheeky smile as he pushed Anthony onto the huge sofa, which seemed to creak under their weight.

“Fuck yeah! They always worship my tits better than anyone else. You can just tell they’ve been longing to do so for such a long time.”

Lewis smiled and then gently pushed Anthony back onto the sofa, his huge pecs sticking out from his enormous body. Without hesitating a moment, Lewis started to worship them. First letting his tongue run under them, before slowly making his way up through the massive valley that separated the two huge mounts.

Anthony moaned as Lewis’ tongue worked his way around his two massive tits and slowly reached his nipples.

Lewis wrapped his thick lips around Anthony’s oversized nipples, and Anthony gasped loudly. He knew Lewis had desired nothing more than worship a set of tits like his—he had been in the same position just days earlier.

Anthony laid there as Lewis passionately licked, massaged and nibbled on his huge chest. Lewis had never felt anything like it, and to think he had a set of tits like this himself…

“Hey, Anthony?” he said, briefly interrupting his worshipping.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Would you maybe want to worship my tits?”

Anthony smiled. He had known that eventually, Lewis would want the roles to be reversed. And he had known he would eagerly oblige. Lewis’ beautiful, lightly freckled tits were perfect and so he stood up, laid Lewis down on the sofa and eagerly obliged.

Lewis couldn’t help but moan as Anthony’s wet and warm tongue ran over his overly developed pecs. He bounced them involuntarily as Anthony licked and massaged them everywhere. The feeling and stimulation from just having his tits massaged was incredible!

And what happened when Lewis felt Anthony’s lips reach his nipples was possibly the most intense sensation he had ever felt. With mere moments, his pecs started to leak milk and Anthony eagerly gobbled it up.

“Fuck, you are full of milk aren’t you!” he said with great enthusiasm. “I’m sure that’ll be a great selling point.”

Anthony then really started to suck, one tit at a time. With every suck and moment that passed, Lewis could feel the milk drain through his nipples into Anthony’s hungry mouth.

“Fuuuck man that feels so good!” As Lewis felt his pecs get drained, he couldn’t help but feel his hole twitch.

“Anthony. I think I need you to fuck me.”

Anthony lifted his head from Lewis’ huge tits. “Are you ready to take this monster?” he said with a beautiful and cheeky smile on his face.

“My hole is craving it,” Lewis replied eagerly.

“All right, better get you ready.” Without saying another word, Anthony lifted Lewis’ legs up and over his head, his ass sticking up into the air. Lewis was almost forced to bury his face into his own muscled tits as Anthony started to lick the ginger’s twitching hole.

Lewis had been rimmed before, but there was something about his new body, combined with Anthony’s long tongue, that sent shockwaves through his spine. And as Anthony spent more time licking his hole, Lewis could feel his tongue go deeper and deeper, easily prepping him for what he thought would be the best fuck of his life.

Lewis moaned as Anthony worked his way into his tight, newly grown ass.

“Fuuuck that feels so good!”

“I love eating new meat,” Anthony said with a that same wicked smile.

But after a few more moments of eating ass, Anthony had enough and figured Lewis was ready. He carefully inserted a finger into the twitching hole at his disposal, and Lewis could feel the black stud’s finger easily slide into himself.

Anthony quickly added another finger, and then another. It seemed as though his enthusiastic rim job had lubed Lewis up sufficiently and so he spat on his dick before lowering Lewis’ ass onto the bed and gently inserting the head.

Lewis didn’t have to hear the soft but audible pop to know that Anthony’s huge and fat cock was now starting to make its way inside him. He could feel his hole being stretched wide open.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Lewis moaned under his breath as Anthony put his big hands on the ginger’s tits, massaging them in an attempt to relax Lewis a bit.

It seemed to help, as Lewis felt his tits being stroked he could also feel Anthony further invading his tight hole.

“Fuck that’s it, baby, take my fat cock,” Anthony said moaning. He wasn’t used to a hole quite this tight but god it felt good!

With each stroke and thrust, Lewis could feel Anthony advance, making him feel more and more full. He couldn’t believe that he was taking this beautiful man’s insane-sized cock. And the feeling it gave him as his tits were massaged was incredible.

It got even more intense when Anthony bent down and took one of Lewis’ big nipples into his mouth.

Now Lewis had been warned that the growth would increase the sensations he felt in the nipples, but he hadn’t been prepared for this.

Anthony’s mouth around his nipples, combined with his huge cock pounding his ass, was the most intense pleasure Lewis thought was possible.

He almost screamed in ecstasy as his own cock was throbbing, dribbling precum over his abs. “FUCK. FUCK. FUUUUUCK!”

“Fuck yeah man, take it, take my huge cock!” And just as Anthony’s big balls slapped against Lewis’ huge bubble butt, Anthony’s cock exploded, filling the ginger tit man up with his thick, heavy load of cum.

Lewis could feel it gush into his ass, filling him up deeply. He couldn’t control himself anymore and the feeling of Anthony’s cum inside him sent him over the edge. His thick cock erupted with a force he had not expected, covering not only his cut abs but also his huge tits.

“Wow, nice boy. Not everyone can cum hands-free,” Anthony said with a smile.

“I haven’t before, but I guess you really hit the spot,” Lewis said, smiling from ear to ear.

“Come on. Let’s grab a shower.”

In the luxurious bathroom, the two studs took their time to soap each other up, Lewis especially keen to spent some more time worshipping Anthony’s huge tits and cock.

When they were eventually clean, and the smell of sex and cum had been washed away, they both left the suite—naked of course.

Over the next few days, Lewis had the time of his life. He spent some time with a consultant, who helped him build his brand online, developing a profile and making sure it was catered to the clientele Lewis wanted to meet.

He also started to receive some of the outfits he had ordered. And as they came in, he spent time with the onsite photographer taking photos. Some were just headshots, showing off his incredibly good and enhanced looks.

Others were focussed on his huge tits, showing them from every angle for the tit obsessed man. A few were fully naked. After all, men wanted to know what to expect below the waist.

But most were those taken in the now ever-growing variety of clothing pieces the tailor was making for him. Lewis still didn’t bother wearing clothes around the facility—after all, why would he!

But he had started to appreciate the variety of clothing he had ordered. The shirt and shorts had been the perfect combination to sell his luxurious brand. Together with the brand consultant he ordered a few more pieces. First were two suits with shirts—which thankfully all counted as a total of two items. And the way the jackets were tailored meant it really emphasised his huge tits. Lewis wasn’t interested in items that would potentially disguise them—even if it meant losing customers. His tits were something to be proud of.

His next step was something more risqué. He ordered a black lycra bodysuit, which included various mesh panels across his body, which especially helped emphasise his pecs.

He also made sure he had a harness with leather shorts. That left him 5 outfits to still order before he left the tit hotel.

And then there was the sex. Good god, the sex. There was so much fucking sex! Lewis never wanted to leave! He knew he would have to eventually but in the meantime, he loved every second.

There were many memorable encounters but Lewis would always remember one with most fondly.

It happened about a week after he arrived. Lewis was sitting outside, chatting to some of the guys when Anthony came in. He was glad he had managed to meet the stud, but now it was finally time for Anthony to leave. His two weeks were up and it was time for him to go out into the real world.

“Are you ready to go?” one handsome-looking (they were all handsome but hey) blonde tit stud said to Anthony.

“I think so. I’m all packed, all my outfits ready. I even preordered a few more with the money I’ve already made so it should be good.”

“I can’t believe you’re going,” Lewis said with some sadness in his voice. He had bonded a lot more with Anthony since his first encounter.

“I know, and honestly this place has been amazing. But I’m excited! My first month is booked full and I made everyone pay a hefty deposit.”

“Wow? Already!”

“Yup! And my profile only went live four days ago, once I had enough outfits ready. They want at least five you see.”

“How do you manage the bookings?” an Indian guy sitting furthest away from Lewis asked.

“Honestly Vihaan, I just put in which cities I am in for the week and the orders seemed to pour in. The system manages itself, including the payments. I am doing a different city every week. I first put money from the deposits to the flights and after that I bought more outfits.”

Anthony smiled contently. He could already sense he was going to do very well out of it. Lewis was excited to see what he would do himself…

“But hey,” offered another guy, this time a cute French boy with a massive set of tits, “we need to give Anthony his proper goodbye, don’t you think?”

Anthony laughed. “You do all owe me,” he said with a wicked smile.

Everyone laughed with him and then Lewis got up and passionately started kissing him. Someone immediate whistled and quickly other guys decided to join in, kissing each other as cocks started to harden.

Anthony stood up without breaking the kiss, eagerly feeling Lewis’s tongue inside his mouth. As he did, he guided Lewis to a more comfortable place, a flat, cushioned bench in which he laid him down.

Still kissing, Anthony gently placed his cock at Lewis’s hole. A week ago it would’ve been tight, but after a few days with these studs it had been opened up nicely, and by now it felt as though it was always lubed up.

With just a slight push, Anthony was inside him and started to fuck. After a few more moments, he broke the kiss and looked up only to see that almost all the guys had joined in the fun. At least 15 if not more tit men were making out, sucking, and fucking. Anthony loved the sight and started to pound Lewis harder and harder.

Lewis was lying on the bench with his head just over the edge. The Indian guy, Vihaan, put his cock at Lewis’s thick lips, and he eagerly opened up.

The angle of his neck just right, Vihaan easily slipped deep into Lewis’s throat and he leaned over to start making out with Anthony, who obliged eagerly. As his ass and throat got pounded, Lewis focussed on Vihaan’s huge tits. Vihaan had only grown a day or two earlier and the results had been magnificent.

Lewis eagerly massaged the huge tits and nipples, caressing them and massaging them. He could hear Vihaan moan through the deep, passionate kiss, clearly signalling he approved. It didn’t take much longer before he could feel Vihaan’s huge cock start to dump its load, although he couldn’t taste it as the cock was so deep inside his throat.

Vihaan’s cock was soon replaced by another, and Anthony’s mammoth shaft was also replaced by another hot tit guy’s dick. Lewis recognised both of the hot studs, having spent some quality time with them already. So he happily just laid there, getting aggressively ploughed by some of the best-hung men he knew—in fact, the best-hung men in the world.

He took a few loads in that position, happily taking multiple poundings before eventually getting up. Around him there were now over two dozen guys fucking. The smell of sex was pungent and made his cock twitch. One of the hot Asian guys getting fucked motioned for him to come over and Lewis joined them happily. The handsome stud opened his mouth and Lewis eagerly obliged.

He got to work, taking a massive amount of Lewis’s huge cock deep inside him impressively quickly. Lewis moaned, the cute stud’s throat causing him to shiver with pleasure.

“Fuck yeah, that feels good!” he moaned happily as his dick seemed to somehow get even harder.

As he was standing there, another stud walked over and started to worship his pecs. Lewis moaned louder, the feeling of the soft lips on his huge tits was just incredible. As his nipples were softly licked and bitten, his milk immediately starting to flow, he could feel his cock tense, almost ready to cum. He forced the huge stud off his cock and just said “I don’t want to cum yet!”

With that the stud smiled and whispered, “You’ve got quite a few loads in you, mister. I can tell you’re not used to it yet but you’ll be hard again in no time. And with that he took Lewis’s cock back into his throat.

Lewis let him do his thing, realising what he had been told was true. And within a few more moments, as his pecs were still getting licked, he started to blow a huge load, deep into the Asian stud’s throat.

The guy who had been worshipping looked up. “Come with me,” he said in a commanding voice with a slight Eastern European accent.

Lewis followed. This tit stud was relatively short—maybe 5’9” but had one of best frames he had seen, an incredibly wide back that supported his massive tits. The tits themselves were crowned with huge silver-dollar sized nipples.

The guy, who Lewis later found out was called Matej, gently pushed him onto another bench.

“You’ve got one of the best sets of tits I have seen here,” Matej said enthusiastically. “I wanna fuck them!”

Lewis hadn’t actually tried this yet. He had worshipped a fair few tits here in his first week but he hadn’t gotten to the fucking stage yet. And he was very keen.

Matej straddled him, fully revealing the scale of what must have been at least a 17-inch long cock.

“Oh fuck,” Lewis just whispered as he saw it, still shocked by the size of cocks supported by these guys.

Matej put his thick cockhead (almost twice as thick as a beer can!) at the bottom of the massive crevice that separated Lewis’s thick pecs. He quickly squirted a bit of lube in between them and onto his cock before slowly pushing in.

Matej was an apt tit-fucker and knew very well what he was doing. The muscled rigidity of pec tits meant they barely bounced unless the owner decided to bounce them—unlike female boobs. And so he gently pushed, knowing that was all he needed to do was get into that ravine between the huge tits.

Just like anal, it always takes a bit of work the first time you try. But within moments, Lewis could see the cock start to slide through and the head almost reaching the top of his huge cleavage.

Lewis was amazed, and it felt so good! Matej eagerly started to fuck as Lewis could feel his own cock harden more rapidly than it had ever done before. He just laid back and enjoyed the ride, as the Eastern European pec stud started to pound his tits and worship them at the same time! Using both his hands, he eagerly massaged them, playing with Lewis’s big nipples and working hard to get more and more of his shaft sliding through them.

After a few minutes, as Matej’s fingers made his pec milk flow freely, Lewis could feel Matej’s balls slap his six pack as he really fucked his tits hard. He had never experienced any sensation like it but because of Matej’s thick figure, he couldn’t reach his own cock to masturbate so it just stood there, towering high and dribbling with cum.

At least one guy took at that as an invite, and although Lewis had no idea who it was, he didn’t care either.

The second tit stud straddled his legs, reverse cowboy position, and while using one hand to steady himself, he used his other to position Lewis’s thick cock at his lubed-up hole.

Another moment and the stud was lowering himself on the ginger’s huge shaft. First the head popped in and Lewis moaned loudly. And slowly more and more of the shaft disappeared in the unknown ass.

Matej, in the meantime, was still fucking Lewis ferociously, his cock slowly getting overstimulated by Lewis’s huge breasts. Lewis looked at him and at his massive rack, seeing the thick head slide in and out of his cleavage with every stroke.

The combined sensations got too much for him and Lewis could feel his cock and balls go into overdrive. It only took a few more strokes for Matej’s own cock to suddenly explode and Lewis eagerly looked towards it, gladly accepting the huge facial.

And as Matej exploded, so did Lewis, unloading his second, huge load deep into the unknown ass. Matej kept his dick inside Lewis’s tits for a while but the unknown stud got off his cock and walked off.

“Fuck man, that is one of the best set of tits I have had the pleasure of fucking,” Matej said with a big smile on his face as he stood up. He held out a hand to help Lewis get off the bench.

“Fuck, that was amazing, thanks,” Lewis said, accepting the hand and standing up. As he did, Matej leaned in for a deep and passionate kiss.

“The name’s Matej,” he said when they broke.

“I’m Lewis.”

But they knew this wasn’t the time. A party like this didn’t happen every night at the tit hotel. They made sure to exchange room numbers—they would see each other later. But for now, there was too much fun to be had.

And so the orgy of a lifetime progressed. Outside was a bright orange glow as the sun was setting and the gentle lighting in the common room lit the wild scene just perfectly.

By the end of the night, Lewis couldn’t remember how many times he had been fucked, had fucked someone else, or how many beautiful set of breasts he had the pleasure to have worshipped. He did however remember, that he had cum at least eight times (which was definitely his personal record) and that he still had some left inside him.

Across the room Lewis saw Anthony, who was getting fucked by another hot tit stud (seriously, there were zero guys at this orgy that were not incredibly gorgeous). He walked over to him confidently, noticed Anthony had his eyes closed and so decided to plant a kiss straight onto the black stud’s soft lips. Anthony opened his eyes, unsure who it was, noticed it was Lewis, and eagerly returned the kiss.

Something about the kiss either triggered something, or Anthony was already about to shoot, because with that his body convulsed and he started to shoot his load down the sucker’s throat. The guy got up and licked his lips as he walked off.

Lewis had to smile, it was hot to see Anthony blow a load like that.

Anthony stood up too, and pulled Lewis in for another deep, impassioned kiss. Lewis eagerly returned it as Anthony somehow swept him off his feet, lifted him up and carried him across the room and up the stairs.

They entered Anthony’s suite and Anthony gently put him down. “I thought it would be nice to spend one more night together before I go.”

Lewis smiled. If they both didn’t just have a new life in front of them, they may well have eloped but they both knew that was not an option.

As they were lying down, Lewis looked out of the window, noticing the sun was still setting on the horizon. They were far north so it was not impossible that it wouldn’t even get properly dark that night.

He got up and stood at the window and decided to go out onto the large balcony, looking out over the vast forest in front of them. Anthony stood behind him as they both admired the view.

Absentmindedly, Anthony reached over, still looking at the setting sun, and placed his hands on Lewis’s enormous breasts. Lewis cheekily bounced the cupped pec and Anthony awoke from his daze.

The black stud smiled at his lover and gently pushed him against the railing of the balcony. Lewis obliged as Anthony spread his cheeks and once again placed his throbbing member at Lewis’s twitching hole.

As Lewis could feel the huge shaft invading his ass, he could once again feel his own cock get hard.

Anthony knew very well how Lewis could take his huge cock by now. He knew he didn’t have to hold back and that the ginger tit stud could take it.

But that’s not what he wanted to do. Instead, he slowly forced his cock deeper and deeper into Lewis, until eventually it managed to lift him off the ground. Lewis was amazed. Anthony was only a few inches taller than he was, but there he was, suspended in the air, dangling off the biggest pecX cock that existed.

He managed to turn his head around and kiss him, and of course Anthony happily obliged. They stayed in that position for a few minutes before Lewis could feel Anthony’s cock twitch.

“You wanna fuck me properly, don’t you?” He asked, with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Oh fuck you bet, but I wanted a nice moment,” Anthony said with a loving smile.

Anthony allowed his cock to lower Lewis until he had his two feet firmly back on the ground. As Lewis leant forward over the edge of the balcony, he could feel Anthony spread his legs. Another moment later, Anthony placed one hand on Lewis’s huge tits and another on his hips. And with that, Anthony withdrew his cock almost all the way and immediately slammed it straight back in.

Lewis yelped, but not in pain. By now, Anthony’s cock had become just pure pleasure for him. And so, as Anthony started to really fuck, Lewis moaned loudly. His own cock immediately started to leak, first on the glass of the railing and then slowly making its way down onto the floor of the balcony.

Anthony enthusiastically and aggressively fucked Lewis, the way they both liked it. Neither stud was sure they would ever find a fuck quite like this again but for now they were revelling in every moment of it.

As Anthony’s cock pulsed in and out of Lewis’s tight ass, the black stud started to play with the ginger’s huge nipples, making Lewis moan even louder.

Lewis by now thought he was completely owned by Anthony. He was in heaven and didn’t want to be anywhere else at that point in time, eagerly embracing his role as Anthony’s fuckhole.

He wasn’t sure how long they were fucking there but eventually the distant sunset disappeared and a moment of near darkness could be seen on the horizon. Anthony’s thick shaft was still sliding in and out of Lewis’s loosened hole and the two guys moaned, clearly both approaching climax.

Anthony sped up the rhythm and after another few minutes Lewis could feel the same violent eruption deep inside him that he had gotten so used to over the last week. It filled him up, dumping a big load of cum that immediately started to leak out along Anthony’s big cock.

“Hold on sweetie,” Anthony said, not pulling out but instead lifting Lewis up and taking him inside. He rummaged around in a drawer, all the while holding on to the stud with his cock still deep inside him.

Lewis couldn’t see what he had found but Anthony gently placed him on the bed, lifting his legs up high over his body. Before Lewis realised what was going on, Anthony placed a large buttplug at Lewis’s ass and without meeting much resistance pushed it in.

“When you’ve got that in, you can think of me,” Anthony said with a sweet smile before leaning over and kissing Lewis again. As he did, Lewis could feel their huge tits meet and push into each other. It was one of the oddest sensations that Lewis had started to notice and the feeling was most intense when kissing Anthony.

And so of course he eagerly returned the kiss, passionately making out as Anthony joined him on the bed. They cuddled for a while longer until they both dozed off.

Lewis slept incredibly well that night, having had the sexual adventure of a lifetime. When he woke up the next morning he was surprised to find the bed empty.

He looked around to see where Anthony was but after only a moment he spotted a note on the desk in the living room.

My dear Lewis, it read.

I’m sorry I couldn’t say goodbye to you this morning but I had to leave very early to catch my flight and you looked too beautiful in your sleep for me to disturb you. Thank you for being with me for the last week, I had an incredible time and it made this transformational experience even more amazing.

During your last week, make sure you make full use of the time. I know you already had all your photoshoots done so you’re way ahead of me. Try and book a tonne of meetings in for the first month—or maybe just a few really high-value ones. All I’m saying is: use it well! You are an incredible guy and look fucking gorgeous so I’m sure the men would be lining up to be with you.

I am sure we will meet again but I’ve written my phone number on the back of this note anyways. I hope you get in touch and perhaps we can even do a double team for a while.

Love, Anthony

Lewis looked at it a bit emotionally, and immediately took the note back to his own suite, programming the number into his phone and tucking the note itself into a safe place in his suitcase.

Lewis did take Anthony’s advice, though. That very morning he sat back down with the consultant as they added the last few specifics to his PecX profile.

One of the key ones was making the profile visible to the kind of clientele Lewis wanted to target. After his conversation with the consultant, they had agreed to set his day rate at $3,500. It was a bit high for a normal escort, but about right for a high-class PecX man.

And you’d only pay $3,500 if you went through the standard booking process. It meant you were placed in a virtual queue and Lewis would be able to select his preferred partner.

The only way to get a guaranteed night with him was by paying $3,500 up front, and another $1,500 payable at the end of the date. Lewis wasn’t quite sure if it would work but he had been assured it was a tried and tested model. The thing was to wait and see what the demand for him would be like.

They also agreed on a schedule, but without booking flights. Since they were focussed on wealthy businessmen—he would spend his first two weeks in New York where PecX agreed he could stay for a cheap rate at their hotel any nights he needed a room.

After two weeks, he would go to London. There, Lewis could stay with his twin brother but hopefully he wouldn’t have to, focusing on overnight engagements. After a further two weeks, he would go to Paris, Dubai and Shanghai, each for two weeks at a time.

He had been unsure about this but the consultant assured him for his clientele, two weeks was right. In a lot of cases, wealthy clients booked for extended periods of time, some taking their PecX men to private islands in the Caribbean. This would allow some more flexibility in the schedule. The only rule they made was that any first appointment would always be a single evening, maybe at most two nights. Longer periods could only be booked after meeting up at least once. To Lewis’s relief, the system would manage all of that, and he could enter in whether a client got permission to book longer slots.

And the great thing was, longer slots meant lower costs and the client would almost always pay for private jet to travel. Of course one requirement was absolute and total discretion.

That meant he didn’t get to know who the client was until the last minute, and all the transactions would go through PecX’s highly secure system. He could correspond directly with the client via mobile phone, but he could not discuss any dates with them, in case their communications were tracked.

By the afternoon, Lewis and the consultant were done and so Lewis went to sit under the cover of the umbrella to enjoy the sun a bit. He was sitting there, stroking his big tits as he heard the door open.

He hadn’t seen the guy before but immediately eyed him up. He looked latino, probably Brazilian, with handsome but smooth features. His dark skin seemed to radiate in the sun.

“New here?” Lewis asked, wanting to be nice.

“Yeah, just finished my treatment,” the new guy said, smiling broadly, with a soft Brazilian-sounding accent.

“Well you look great,” Lewis said, again looking the newcomer up and down. He was maybe just under 6’ tall, his cock was large, comfortably dangling between his legs as he walked. It must have been a good 14 inches soft, and supported by two baseball sized balls.

Similarly, his breasts looked amazing, gently moving up and down (as much as muscle tits move up and down) while he walked over to Lewis.

“I’m Rafael,” he said, extending his hand.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Lewis. Grab a seat,” he said, motioning to the chair next to him.

Rafael happily obliged. “How long have you been here?” he asked curiously.

“Day 7,” he said. “So perfectly in the middle. I am getting excited about leaving already though. We launched my profile today so things are getting serious.”

“How was the help with the whole process?”

“Oh, it’s great, honestly you’ll love it here and you’ll get so much help with everything. I had a goal in mind and they are hopefully making that happen but even if you don’t, they talk through all your options.”

Rafael seemed to relax a bit after that.

“But how did you find the growth?” Lewis asked, curious to hear more from the Latin stud.

“Oh god, it felt amazing. I never thought I could feel anything like that in my life. I kind of wish it hadn’t stopped but then…” He thought for a moment. “I’m sure I won’t be the tallest guy here, or the most hung, or indeed even have the biggest breasts. I am just excited about being here in the first place and taking this opportunity.”

“Well, I can tell you that you do look amazing. I am sure that once your profile launches you will be an immediate hit.” And Lewis meant it too. He had quickly come to realise that there were still not that many PecX men who provided this sort of service. He knew there were PecX men all over the world but a fair few just wanted the look and paid for it out of their own pocket.

And he had heard the rumours of Pectose, cage-like farms. But if that was true, those guys left without any debt, so didn’t have to work or utilise their bodies in the same way the studs coming through this tit hotel had to.

So by now he figured there were only a couple of hundred men available. No wonder he was the first ginger. And on top of that, the demand for tit men was insane!

He spent quite a long time talking to Rafael, who couldn’t help but stroke his newly grown breasts and nipples.

Late in the afternoon Matej sat down to join them.

“Hey Matej, good to see you! This is Rafael, he just grew today,” Lewis said as Rafael stood up to introduce himself to Matej.

“Oh hello, handsome,” Matej said, sounding impressed as he looked the Brazilian stud up and down. “The growth suits you very well.”

Rafael smiled. “Thanks, I am very happy with the result.”

And so they sat chatting for a bit until Lewis was getting a bit fidgety.

“What’s up, Lewis?” Apparently Matej said, noticing Lewis wasn’t his normal relaxed self.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m just being a bit silly,” Lewis answered cryptically.

“Why?” Rafael chimed in.

“Well, just… The guy who I met here first had to leave this morning and he was just damn gorgeous and usually in this situation I would go and fuck him but now, I have to be more polite.”

It just all came out in one breath, clearly it had been bugging Lewis for a while.

“Wait—you have fucked a lot of the guys here,” Matej objected.

“Yeah but I can’t just go up to most of them and ask to have sex. It needs to be a bit more organic.”

Matej laughed. “I guess so. But hey, we’re your two new buddies. Why don’t we all go upstairs and show Rafael what these…” (And he bounced his tits) “can do.”

Lewis smiled and to his delight, Rafael nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! Let’s do it!”

And so they went upstairs. It turned out Lewis’s suite was closest and so they went into the living room and for once, he decided to take charge.

He knew Matej, from getting his tits fucked last night, so wanted to start his focus on Rafael. Besides, the newly grown stud deserved it.

And so as they came in, Lewis pushed Rafael gently against the wall and started to kiss him. He allowed their big tits to push into each other and he heard an audible gasp in the middle of the passionate kiss. Just the desired effect he had hoped for.

When they broke the kiss, he could see Rafael was already starting to get hard, his thick shaft slowly rising. Matej leaned in from the other side and did the same, and Lewis watched with pleasure as the two tit men kissed.

Realising that Lewis wanted to take the lead, Matej got on his knees and eagerly started to worship Rafael’s hardening cock. At the same time, Lewis eagerly continued to kiss the Latino stud, while using his hands to massage the underside of his huge tits.

Both Lewis’s and Rafael’s cocks rapidly hardened under the intense stimulation. Matej had taken it upon himself to worship both huge cocks at the same time, and Lewis could feel his own cock already eagerly dripping precum.

“Now, what do you want to try Rafael?” he asked rhetorically as the kiss briefly broke.

Rafael looked like a kid in a candy store, and Lewis knew what he wanted to do. He took both of the men through to the bedroom of his suite and laid the latino stud down on the bed, immediately straddling him. It was his turn to fuck a set of tits.

As he straddled Rafael, Matej smirked. He had clearly taught the ginger tit stud well.

Matej had his own ideas though and sat down at the end of the bed and continued on his work to worship Rafael’s still-hardening cock.

“Now Rafael, are you ready for this?” Lewis asked as he grabbed some lube.

He could see in Rafael’s eyes that he wasn’t quite sure what was going to happen, and yet he could also tell that, whatever it was, he wanted it. And so as the Brazilian simply nodded, he squirted some lube on to his cock and into the massive cleavage formed by the two massive mounts of muscle underneath him.

With that, Rafael knew what was happening and almost gasped. It was as though he had never considered it before and was starting to question why he hadn’t. And so Lewis placed his thick cock head at the base of Rafael’s huge pecs and started to push.

As the mounds of muscle parted to make space for the invading shaft, Matej lifted up Rafael’s legs, also squirted some lube and gently inserted a few fingers into the still-tight ass.

The two sensations caused Rafael to moan loudly, possibly louder than he had ever moaned before. After a minute of getting used to having a cock invading his pecs and fingers in his hole, Matej could feel his hole twitch.

He took that as the sign to replace his fingers with his cock, and eagerly lubed up his own hard cock and gently inserted the head into Rafael’s ass.

The two studs heard Rafael almost scream, the size of Matej cock almost a bit too much. Lewis sat still to allow Rafael to get fully used to the invasion and after a few moments, Matej advanced his.

For Lewis, that was the moment for him to start fucking the big tits again. And he pushed up gently, leaving just enough space for Matej do also really start fucking.

Soon the two tops found their rhythm, simultaneously fucking the newly grown stud’s pecs and ass. When Lewis slowed down, so did Matej, and when Matej sped up, so did Lewis.

It must have been one of the hottest fucks Lewis had ever experienced. Rafael appeared to be in ecstasy, his eyes slightly turned inward and moaning uncontrollably.

They managed to maintain the rhythm for a surprisingly long time but after a while, Lewis couldn’t hold back anymore. With just a few more strokes, he could feel his balls contract and within moments his cock started to pump a huge load straight through the huge pecs and onto Rafael’s handsome face.

At the same time he could hear that Matej was coming close and as he took a moment to breath Matej moaned loudly. And just as Matej was coming, Rafael’s cock erupted as a fountain. covering all three studs in stream after stream of cum.

As Lewis withdrew his cock, Matej did the same. “Come on, let’s shower,” Lewis said with a smile.

It was a good thing the showers in the tit hotel had been made for huge men, because somehow they all fitted quite comfortably. The three studs soaped each other up, giving Rafael the opportunity to worship both their tits.

It was a lovely end to a long day and the two studs went back to the massive bed. After a few more rounds they fell asleep, content, in each other’s arms.


The next morning, each of the studs went their separate ways (after another good fuck, of course). Lewis went to check in with his consultant.

“So, Lewis, how are you feeling today? You look energised!” she said enthusiastically.

“Well, yes, I do thanks for noticing. I am having a great time here, but I am excited to get out there as well and see what this new life brings.”

“Well, at the moment I am still authorised to act on your behalf. We pushed your profile out yesterday and I have to say you were an immediate hit. It seems as though you were the kind of person many of your target audience were looking for, although we’ve had some request from less wealthy individuals, who are still willing to pay your rate.

“For now, this is our proposed schedule. It sees you staying in New York to meet with new clients every day, with one day off on Sunday. You will join them each day at 3 p.m. and leave them by 11am the next day. This means you have some time off. One person has requested you stay for the weekend.

“Out of the 12 dates agreed, 11 have agreed to pay the full $5,000 per day. This makes us think that we could possibly up your day rate a little for future bookings, which is why we’re only proposing the first two weeks.”

“Seriously?” Lewis replied, shocked.

“Yes. You could even go back to any current offers and say that due to demand you’ve had to up your rate to see who is really serious, and that your new base rate is $4,500, with a $2,000 rate if they want to be guaranteed a date.”

“Do you think many would hook off?”

“Well, not necessarily. There were actually 23 attempts made to book at the higher rate.”

“So why are you not proposing all 12 dates come from this pool.”

“We think it’s sensible that you choose someone every two weeks who you want to be with. Obviously your costs will deter some people, but we still think there will be people there that you want to be with.

“Of course, you can’t know exactly who you will be with but they will provide a small profile and a few discreet photos.”

She handed Lewis a tablet with 50(!) requests at the lower rate and he started to scroll through. Most of the men were middle aged, which he kind of expected.

He searched the screen for a filter and decided to filter out the businessmen. He was looking for someone who was stretching themselves to pay for his services and that he wanted to sleep with.

He found a quite attractive looking twink, a young looking guy in his mid 20s.

He clicked on the profile and read through it. It said that he had long been saving for his dream PecX man and that although he hadn’t quite saved enough, Lewis was his dream guy—his ginger hair, fair skin, huge cock and tits forming the perfect package.

“Hey, I think I’d go for this guy. But offer him a rate of $500 instead. Maybe I’ll do it for someone who deserves it once a fortnight. And make it a call out. With all the other income I’ll book a nice hotel for two nights.”

The consultant smiled. “That’s a very nice idea—I’m sure the rich men will get somewhat boring. I assume you want to keep the price advertised at the higher rate though?”

“Yes, I expect word at some point will get round though…”

“Most people are pretty confidential. But if it does, we’ll let you know. We keep an eye on this kind of chatter.”

“Oh really, wow. That’s great?”

And so Lewis returned to his day. The first two weeks fully booked and with a bank balance already $38,000 heavier.

He immediately booked himself onto some first class flights to New York and as decided to book himself into a nice hotel for two nights, rather than the PecX hotel. He booked a one-bed suite in the The Plaza on 5th Avenue. He was getting really excited.

“Uhm Lewis…” A young man, who had seen around helping out, cleaning the facility, knocked on the door.

“Hey, what’s up.”

“Sorry to interrupt but I was asked to deliver this message to you.”

The cute twink had thick black hair and a soft Scottish accent. He handed him a folded note. Lewis opened it curiously.

TO: Lewis Souter,

You haven’t met us, but we’re two PecX men in New York and we thought you may enjoy meeting us during your stay. We invite you to our apartment in the West Village for a night and hope you may join us for some company. We always enjoy meeting the PecX men traveling through our beautiful city.

Yours, Jamar and Michael

Attached was a photo of two incredibly hot, black tit studs. Fuck. Lewis couldn’t say no to that offer.

“Let them know I will join them. I’d love to see them on my first night, before I meet any clients, if they would be happy to have me?”

The twink smiled. “I will let them know.”

Just as he was about to walk off, Lewis called after him. “Hey dude, what’s your name?” he said, taking the twink aback.

“Jason,” he replied shyly.

“You look a bit young to work here.”

“Well, the reason I only work here is my age. They don’t let men grow into PecX men until they’re 25. I’ve just turned 19.”

“Oh wow. So in the meantime, you want to spend your time around us?”

“I suppose so…”

“What do you mean, you suppose so?” Lewis asked, kind of knowing where this was going.

“Well… I guess I want to be like you guys for sure. But in the meantime, it would just be nice to spend some time with one of you.”

“You mean sexually?” Lewis said, getting a bit impatient.

“That too, sure. But you’re all kind and lovely people too. I love working here with you guys.”

“What time do you finish your shift?”

“Actually in 30 minutes. This was really my last job.”

“Well go and finish it and come up to my suite. But of course only if you want to.”

“Oh very much so, thank you!”

Lewis went upstairs to his suite, making sure it was nice and tidy. He sat on the sofa reading for a while, waiting for Jason to make his way back up.

After a while there was a knock on the door and Lewis got up and opened the door.

“Come in man,” he said.

He could see Jason was nervous. “Come and grab a seat. Do you want a drink?”

Jason just nodded.

“What do you want? Do you need some liquid courage?” he said, sounding understanding.

“Uhm. Maybe just a little?”

“I’ve got a bottle of whisky—if you want to try some?”

“Oh sure, yeah. It’s the drink of my people after all,” he joked, pointing at his mouth, and by extension his voice.

“It’s all right Jason. I would be nervous too. But no need to. We’ll just do what you want to do.”

He gave him a glass of whisky and they both took a sip. A warm glow filled Lewis’s throat and chest and Jason seemed to relax.

“So, what do you want to do?” he asked.

Jason thought for a second.

“I want to try your milk,” he said, fully confident. “And maybe fuck you or even have you fuck me,” he said the last bit while looking at Lewis’s huge cock.

“My milk hey? I haven’t been milked yet. Not properly,” Lewis said honestly. He had seen other guys do and he knew he had leaked milk for quite a few guys but a proper milking… That needed some real stimulation.

“Oh really?” Jason said, sounding disappointed.

And so Lewis explained. “… In short, you would need to really spend a good time worshipping these babies,” he said bouncing his pecs.

“I think I can do that,” Jason said happily.

And so they went through to the bedroom and Lewis encouraged Jason to get naked. The twink complied happily, undressing and revealing a trim and smooth body. Lewis was especially impressed with his cock. The twink must have had a nice 8” soft cock, although now that he was naked it rapidly seemed to harden.

Lewis laid down on the bed and Jason eagerly climbed on top of him, straddling his huge chest and happily got to work.

Lewis had been worshipped by a few guys in here by now, but no one had worshipped him quite like this. The young Scotsman had clearly been fantasising about this moment for a long time and eagerly used both his hands and his eager mouth to get in and around every inch of Lewis’s huge tits.

“Fuuuuck,” Lewis moaned, Jason’s skill-full mouth and hands sending waves of pleasure through his body. More quickly than previously he could feel the stimulation in his tits becoming intenser and intenser.

“Fuck man, I don’t know what you’re doing but that feels incredible.”

Jason briefly looked up and smiled. “You didn’t think I hadn’t looked into how this worked did you?” he said with a cheeky smirk.

Lewis smiled as Jason put his head back into the huge cleavage now at his disposal.

It took maybe ten minutes before Jason first put his mouth on Lewis’s huge nipples. He had been using his hands extensively to stimulate them but it was as though he had been saving his lips and tongue for something.

And when he did so, Lewis understood. A sudden jolt of pleasure flowed through his body and a feeling he had only ever felt in his balls started to build up in both his muscled breasts.

After another few minutes, by which time Lewis’s nipples had been extensively dribbling milk, Lewis knew it was about to happen, although he had no clue how. He didn’t think his tits would explode with cum the way his balls did.

Of course he was right. Milking was a very different ballgame, and it took Jason’s expert skills with both his hands and his mouth to get Lewis’s thick milk flowing properly.

But once it had started to flow, it did so generously. Lewis moaned with pleasure, as though he was experiencing an extended cum shot. Jason in the meantime, tried to lap as much of the milk up as possible, drinking it eagerly.

Nevertheless, some of it spilt on Lewis’s thick cut abs, slowing making its way down to his cock, forming in a bit of a pool in the deep crevices the between the slabs of muscle.

After maybe 5 or 10 minutes, the flow stopped, his tits drained. But he still felt incredibly horny, his dick rock hard. Jason moved down and looked at the puddle of pec milk and put some on both of his hands and started to use it as lubricant for Lewis’s massive cock.

“I hear pec milk really works great as lube when taking a PecX cock,” Jason said with a cheeky smile.

Lewis moaned again, new waves of pleasure going through him. His eyes widened as he saw what Jason was intending to do. The twink carefully put the huge head at his tight hole, keen to try and take it. With a bit of effort, the head slipped in and Jason let out a loud gulp, clearly still a bit surprised that he managed to get it in.

He slowly let gravity lower his body onto the huge shaft and to Lewis’s shock, more and more his cock disappeared into the seemingly cavernous twink.

“Fuck that’s incredible!” Lewis said excitedly as almost two thirds of the shaft disappeared within minutes.

And then it stopped. There was still maybe 5 inches to go but Jason was no longer moving or making attempts to fit it in.

“You okay?” Lewis asked, concerned.

“Yup. I just think that’s all I can fit…”

“Do you want me to fuck you like this?” Lewis asked, not wanting to hurt him in the process.

“let me try and ride it.”

And that’s what he did. Jason started to move his loosening hole up and down as much of the length of the huge cock as he could, now clearly trying to milk Lewis’s cock.

And Lewis laid back and enjoyed himself. It wasn’t the rough sort of fuck he had usually experienced in the tit hotel and so he gladly relaxed and let the feelings of pleasure and ecstasy wash over him.

It took the twink maybe 10 minutes before he released a flow of cum from Lewis. The first hard shot went straight into him, almost so powerful it pushed him off. But he clamped down, keen to take the remaining load.

There was no way he would be able to take it all, Lewis knew. And after a few spurts, the thick white liquid started to flow out of his ass and down the thick shaft.

As Jason got his ass off the still erupting cock, Lewis pulled him down and kissed him deeply and Jason eagerly reciprocated.

“Fuck, that was hot,” Lewis said, content.

“That was amazing,” Jason said with a big smile. “Hopefully they’ll let me grow a bit earlier because fuck me, I want a body like yours.”

“I hope so too, I’m sure you’ll look amazing.”


Lewis spent a few more days getting his schedule organised for the next few weeks. His first two months were fully booked by the time his last day came around. And although men were already lining up for after, he wanted to wait. He was keen to see what repeat business he might have.

PecX hooked him up with a PA. They quickly realised Lewis was about to become one of their most successful studs yet so they also started to book him in for public appearances and hooked him with a flat in London.

Lewis himself arranged for about 30 more outfits, meaning he had a broad range of normal, formal and fetish outfits that should please his client.

He did a bit of grooming, making sure had a good haircut and that any body hair looked neat and tidy. Jason helped him pack his bags, making sure Anthony’s note was secure.

The goodbye was a whirlwind that he strangely couldn’t really remember. That night he ended up back in bed with Rafael and Matej and this time to two hot studs enjoyed tag teaming Lewis together. But the next day he had to do the same as Anthony had had to do to him. He got up early in the morning and wrote a note to both studs, leaving them his number.

He then got properly dressed for the first time in two weeks (for more than just a photoshoot anyways). He had already carefully selected a pair of long trousers and a high-quality but informal looking button-up shirt. Someone else had already taken his luggage to the car and all he picked up was a light carry-on bag.

A limousine took him on the long road back down to London, straight to the airport. His first class ticket included a chauffeur service straight to the gate where he didn’t have to queue but was able to walk straight to his seat. Gosh, this was the way to travel, he thought to himself.

As he sat down, a member of cabin staff immediately came up to him and offered him a glass of champaign. Lewis politely accepted it and laid back in his seat.

He was so excited to get started.

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