Description Wild discovers that a non-functioning prototype for a revolutionary machine works after all. He and his roommate decide to have some fun with it, but can they see the limits of their desires?
|Updated||29 Jun 2019|
Bea Research Co. was always a top-of-the-line center for technological innovations, but this new invention certainly took the cake. A breakthrough had emerged in molecular rearranging, and the top scientists at the headquarters took heed in creating a solution to world hunger. The Kitchen Kit, as it was aptly named, can rearrange the molecules of any material fed through the nozzle and turn it into food. Although untested, it already showed promising results in the mechanical operations of its individual parts. Standing at the same size as a shoe box, this new contraption is all you’ll ever need for the rest of your life! And furthermore, it uses the breaking apart of molecules as its energy source. The more you use it, the more energy it has! It works very easily. First, you strap the hose to your mouth and secure it comfortably. Second, you turn on the machine and whatever object you desire can be put into the hole to be turned into food. Anything at all can be used, although typically carbon-based things taste best. Even old, rotten, or toxic foods can be put inside and eaten again. There are even different settings depending on diet! Keto? No problem! Want to lose weight? The body customization menu has a wide variety of options! There’s nothing you can’t do with the Kitchen Kit! Only $199.99!
Wild was a white-haired young man studying graphic design. Not too exceptional in talent to the naked eye, but with every layer removed, he was more and more amazing. He was ideal for this. He was sweet and kind and unsuspecting—and incredibly attractive too. Which made him the perfect candidate for trial testing.
He was a tad on the short side, coming in around 5’4, but his tight body made up for his lack of height when it came to conventional standards. It gave him the confidence necessary for the adventure he was about to embark on.
Wild saw the note up on the bulletin board. $100 for human test subject for new Kitchen Kit. Visit this address for more information. So, like any broke student, he took the paper. He was just glad that he was the first to see it.
He drove over to the location and went inside carelessly. It was a giant white building immaculately cleaned and polished. It was charmingly sparkly.
He walked to the information desk and showed the receptionist the flyer. The man was on the phone, but pointed him over to the sign on the wall. Wild followed it to the lab room where he walked inside and was greeted by an older woman with a lab coat and a clip board.
“Oh. Goodness. You’re here for the testing?” she asked.
“Y-Yeah! I am! There was a $100 promise?”
She frowned a wrinkly frown. “I’m sorry dear, but we’re all done with the testing. But to make it worth your time, you can take one of the prototypes. The central unit was removed so it’s no longer functional. But if the product picks up, then it may be worth some dough later on!”
Wild didn’t know what to do, but not wanting to confront the kind old lady, he took the machine and went home to me, his loving roommate. I wasn’t with him officially, but we had a cute relationship together. Little did we know when he walked through the door that it would end in world annihilation!
“Hey baby! You’re back! How was the test?” I asked, my enthusiasm evident.
He smiled and walked inside. “It was okay. I didn’t get the money, but they gave me a non-functioning prototype.”
“Awww, it doesn’t work out? That’s lame. They should have just given you the cash like they promised.”
“It’s all right, cutie. We can still open it up and take a look!”
I laughed. “Hell yeah babe! Sounds fun!”
So with screwdrivers in hand, we took that damn thing apart and studied it and put it back together again. It was a really fun time despite some annoying moments with the mechanics.
“You know,” Wild began, “this thing looks pretty functional to me.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “It does. Do you want to… try it out?”
Wild looked at me with glee and nodded his head. “Easier than cooking dinner, I guess.”
I opened up the menu on the screen of the blank white box while you set up the tube and the funnel. It was just like a phone screen. There were many different options, but the one that stood out to me first was the diet option. So I opened it up. And, to my surprise, I found a shit ton of sub levels and folders to choose from. Everything from weight to muscle to hair growth to even sex drive were all accounted for.
“Hey babe, I’m gonna try to do every option I can do at once. See how far this thing can go!”
Wild looked at me and smiled sheepishly. “Well, we don’t want to break it. But I guess it isn’t supposed to work anyway. So go ahead!”
I laughed, my excitement obvious, and pressed all the buttons I could. Then, with a sparkle in my eye, I strapped the hose over my mouth and gave a thumbs up.
The machine began to whirr. Wild started to look around for something to put inside, but the Kitchen Kit began to make food anyway. It wasn’t needing any input! It was taking the air and turning it into calories! A thick gray liquid began pouring into the hose and down my mouth. It tasted like nothing before, as if engineered to be the best food for my own tastes. I didn’t even need to chew and swallow. The warm liquid just went right down. And I was loving every second of it.
Wild was watching in awe. He already saw the effects begin to take place. My shirt began stretching outwards as my belly expanded and I put on twenty pounds in mere seconds. The machine worked, all right. There must have been a mistake. But Wild wouldn’t stop it. And I didn’t want him to.
I felt the food hit my body with a warm embrace, but at the same time, it didn’t assuage my hunger. I felt bloated. I felt big. But big was always a good feeling. It was powerful! But the power wouldn’t end there.
Like blowing up a balloon, my stomach continued to grow and grow until my shirt climbed its way up to my chin like I was wearing a scarf. Then I felt a grumble. My belly’s expansion slowed down and wild sighed with relief. It was over now. He touched my giant gut and couldn’t help squeezing it tightly like a bean bag. It was so hot to him. It was to both of us. But then something else happened. My stomach wasn’t the only thing growing. As Wild caressed my belly, something knocked him over from under his feet with a giant ripping sound and plopped him onto my gut. As he looked up, he saw my face glowing red with sexual pleasure. And looking down, he saw a cock the size of a pirate-ship’s cannon with balls bigger than beach balls. He could feel the cum churning underneath my belly. And it continued pumping. My gut was rising. Blowing up even more as more food came into my mouth. But my balls were growing now too. And my cock was only getting longer and longer. Thicker and thicker.
But once again, that wasn’t all. A muffled gasp of sexual joy bubbled from beneath the Kit’s mask. Then, with a rise of my arms, I flexed my two gigantic arms and instantly ripped whatever was left of my clothes right off. It was like I was made of rubber and helium. The food kept pouring in at faster and faster rates until Wild felt his butt hit the ceiling. My pecs collided with him at the same time, my gut no longer the biggest thing on me. My cock stretched outside of the garage and into the street. The distant sound of screams kept coming. But there was still way more to go
Wild let out a moan and grabbed his hard cock. He became squished between my giant pecs, engulfed in hot mass. There was nothing else he could even think about. He stripped everything off and grabbed his smoking hot cock with his hand and started jerking off like never before. Then, as if in sync, both Wild and I orgasmed and spewed cum all over. For him, it ended up on his cute sexy body, but for me, it wiped out half the country. But the machine liked that. As soon as it came out and flooded America, it went right back in through the machine and pumped exponentially more.
Pump after pump, muscle on top of muscle, it was all too much for anyone besides us two. Crushing and demolishing the nation was an easy feat for the Omniman and his beautiful servant, Wild. I flexed my biceps again and again as my arms grew taller than I was and nearly as wide across. It looked like pool floats were on my arms, except those floats were bigger than Texas. But then Texas was too small. America. Then that was too small too. Every part of me grew bigger and bigger as my throat expanded and made way for cosmic portions. But Wild still wasn’t satisfied. He came again. This time, soaking his face. And feeling this orgasm, I came again too. And it went right back in after deluging the planet. But unfortunately, there wasn’t anything left to vacuum, right? After all, all the air was gone! But that wasn’t true in the slightest.
Slowly, the entire earth began to tremble as the machine began to suck it in with the force of a black hole, every molecule fueling its acceleration. Wild felt my growth slow down a lot, but he didn’t see the stuff going down in the back. I rolled my eyes to the back of my head and tried not to scream with pleasure. In addition to each and every rolling galaxy of muscle, was an ass about to rip open space itself. Then, almost instantly, both Wild and I were blasted from behind as my ass grew so big it hit the end of the universe and pushed us along as speeds that shouldn’t have been possible. Luckily for us, my rapidly expanding pecs cushioned us forward and my biceps kept us stable as they pushed against the ceiling. This time, not of a house, but of the entire universe. There was no beginning and no end. My legs were wider than even I could feel. My ass crushed everything behind us and my balls and my pecs crushed everything in front. My arms crushed everything to the sides. Only he was safe.
“Wild, I know you can hear me. Do you… want me bigger?” I mustered.
Wild didn’t know what to say. He wanted more. But what was there even more of to have? He was in heaven. He came three more times in that last growth spurt, and he felt another coming.
But he knew what I wanted. “Yes! Always more, Omni!”
“Then cum for me, babe. Aim your cock to my voice. If you cum, I’ll have just enough power to break the bonds of everything. I’ll truly be Omniman if you do that!”
And he didn’t even have to try. Wild instantly shot a load when he heard my booming cosmic voice. And, like I planned, it was just enough.
My body began to rumble. Every single crack left in the universe began full with a final pump. But then, a giant rip emerged in the fabric of space as my cock tore through everything there ever was. Upon encountering new universes, the machine kept going, expanding me more and more exponentially, my gut and my muscle pulsating with power. We broke universe after universe, absorbing everything there was. And it kept speeding up. After a while, I couldn’t even keep track of it. I had reached infinity. I was Onmiman, and Wild was the man who got me there. And he’d be with me forever and ever.