Himbo Labs (MM, Illustrated, Muscle Growth, Cock Growth)

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As the four college guy’s Gulfstream 700 landed they saw what looked like a second Gulfstream. As their plane came to a stop at Chicago Executive they saw and heard what looked like a party bus.

Party Bus (my first try to make art on my own, I will leave it to
@Ultrabeef lol)

“Is that a shirtless Diego, behind the bus in the parking lot” Tim called out sounding like a school girl screaming for Harry Stiles.

(Back to the actual artist) Diego being fucking hot

“I think your’e right, I recognize those shoulders, and his marble abs, Ross confirmed both sounding somewhere between smitten and downright horny for the man.

“No sense of irony between either of you is there?” Callum asked as Jackson tried to stifle a laugh.

“What are you talking about?” Ross asked for both him and Tim.

“You two don’t find him ungodly hot over there?” Tim chimed in.

“Are you two deft?” Jackson asked nearly in fits as both Ross and Tim looked stumped.

“You two dickwads caught me ummm watching muscle transition videos of him. Tim you dipshit if I remember correctly you called me a a Diego loving pillow biter

“If I remember correctly, Your fat cock gave me a black eye that day.” Tim laughed but had the decency to sound a bit embarrassed.

“Damn there is the real hottie.” Tim announced as the four guys could now see Simon waiting in the same parking lot with Diego.

“Simon?” Ross asked perplexed? “What am I the only one that thinks he is sexy?”

“No he is very hot” Jackson defended his roommate with a knowing smirk.

“He doesn’t see it.” Callum said to his brother. “I am not sure how but it is clear he doesn’t know.”

“I don’t know what?” Tim asked beginning to be a cross between worried and annoyed.

“How has he not seen the memes?” Jackson held back laughter.

“What are you three fucking on about,” Tim demanded as his hear began to thumb due to anxiety.

“You do realize you and Jackson are like celeberties on our social media right?” Callum asked.

“Um sure, I have seen the people at the gym that recognize me and shit.” Tim cautiously answered.

“Just tell him” Ross asked as if he was giving people permission to do something that they should have done for weeks.

"Like I said, Ross and my instagram, x, and tiktok accounts have blown up once we released both of our transitions and you and Jackson have, let’s just call them um fans.” Callum began to explain.

“We do?” Tim asked sincerely surprised. “Between school, crew team, hanging out with you three and trying to get into your bastard fraternity I have been a bit busy this semester. I don’t have time for social media.”

“Tim, you can’t be that thickheaded.” The four of us are followed by paparazzi to class. Your picture has been on dozens of grocery store tabloids. Are you seriously telling me that you don’t know the four of us are famous?” Ross asked perplexed.

“Famous, like how famous?” Tim asked.

“Our joint instagram has 297 million followers.” Callum explained.

“That sounds like a lot.” Tim said wide eyed.

“That puts us just over Justin Bieber and just under Beyonce” Ross put it into context.

“Oh fuck!” Tim asked holding back a laugh. “Is that a lot?”

“Mother Fucker is fucking with us,” Ross said annoyed.

"You guys are hilarious," Tim laughed. "I was actually enjoying watching you try to explain our fame to me. And let's not forget how often I hear about how much Simon and I resemble each other. That's why I always joke that he's the hot one compared to Diego." Tim admitted with a smirk. "To be honest, being famous doesn't really phase me. It's more of a nuisance than anything. I have to constantly brush off advances from both girls and guys who want to sleep with my boyfriend. I've even had to change my email four times in the last month because of it." Tim winked at his annoyed dorm mates.

“Why we are here?” Jackson asked realizing that Tim was still in the dark about at least that.

“What?” Tim asked no longer laughing. “Aren’t we going camping?”

“No we said that to get you on the plane.” Callum admitted.

Tim's heart started pounding as he asked, "Hold on, where are we? Why wouldn't I have gotten on a plane with you three?" He looked at them with suspicion and demanded, "And what do Simon and Diego have to do with this?"

“Wait, shit, we did not just take the Himbo labs private plane to that bakeoff thing did we?” Tim’s eyes wide with worry.

“No lame knights outfits so not another of your renisance fairs.” Deduced Tim.

Tim's eyebrows furrowed as he asked, "Why the hell are you two grinning?" The captain's voice crackled over the intercom, announcing their arrival in Chicago and instructing everyone to disembark. The handsome flight attendant in the Himbo Lab polo interrupted their conversation to inform them that they could leave the plane, join the others on the awaiting bus, and that their luggage would be transferred to the hotel.

“You all tell me why we are here or I am not getting off this plane.” Tim sat alone as the other three gabbed their backpacks waiving at Tim as they climbed down the moble stairs.

Tim looked at the Himbo twink flight attendant who smiled at the muscle power bottom.

“Enjoy your cosplay time at SuperNovaCon.” The cute twink said as he handed Tim his backpack.

The SuperNovaCon

As the Ross, Callum, and Jackson were about to board the bus they could hear the scream from their plane.

“NOOOOOOOOO FUUUUUUCKING WAY!!!!”

 

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Ross, Callum, and Jackson laughed as they scurried on to what turned out to be a bumping party bus.

“Hello guys,” Oliver said.

"Where's your boyfriend?” Oliver asked checking his clipboard.

“About that” laughed Ross pointing at Tim at the top of the stairwell of the plane.

“My boyfriend, just found out we are at a SuperNovaCon and well he won’t get off the plane.

Everyone looked up at Tim.

“I will go get the Simon looking boy.” Diego said. As he bound off the bus.

Everyone watched as Tim’s eyes got wide as the massive hulky Diego bound up the stairs and a massive smile went across Tim’s face. It looked like Diego had said the right thing and Tim was coming down but about half way down the jet stairs Tim realized that he was freely going to what he had called a dorkfest on numerous occasions. When Diego turned around Tim was quietly sneaking back up the stairs.

“This is why I told him we were going camping,” explained Ross.

“Oh don’t worry, Diego is very persuasive.” Simon said speaking to the others.

On cue, Diego burst into the room with a struggling Simon slung over his shoulder.

“You can’t make me go to this nerdfest.” Tim proclaimed as the muscular teen looked tiny compared to the Himbo giant that had swooped him up in a fireman’s carry and marched him on the bus. Diego's muscles rippled and flexed as he effortlessly held Simon over his shoulder. Diego’s facial expressions were full of determination and charm as he made an offer to Tim.

“Calm down and Simon and I will sleep with you and your hot boyfriend tonight.” Diego announced. “Sorry, I forgot again.” Diego said. “Can we sleep with the dude that looks like you and his cute boyfriend?” Diego asked Simon.

“Which one of you is the boyfiend?” Simon asked

“I am,” Ross raised his hand.

“So the muscle one and not the one with the tower size cock.” Simon responded.

“Thats us over here” Callum and Jackson said. “We will sleep with you if they won’t Callum said as Jackson shook his head in total agreement.

"Can I have a say in any of this?" Tim joked.

"Only if you're willing to come with us to SuperNovaCon," Ross replied.

"Fine," Tim huffed as he plopped down in his seat.

It took about 20 minutes of driving before the group arrived at the Chicago's McCormick Place

The guys were surprisingly not overwhelmed by fans as no one was expecting the Himbo six as they were known, to be at the SuperNovaCon. In addition, the Himbo announcement was a surprise event at the con.

The guys, led by Oliver were able to wander through some of the cazier parts of the event.

Oliver leads the pack

Diego "fitting in" at the Con

Tim and his doppelgänger Simon

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Jackson and Callum loving every minute of the Con

Ross at the SuperNovaCon

As Oliver led the team into Hall H. he finally spoke up

“Look, Dr. Popov is already questioning my ideas and role in the project. We've only found three of the five elixirs, and our escape plan at last week's Renaissance fair was a disaster with numerous complaints. I need to come up with a successful plan or Dr. Popov will fire me, and I know too much to just lose my job. He might even erase my memories or turn me into a mindless puppet. Oh, sorry Diego, I didn't mean to imply.

“Wait were you talking to me?” Diego asked clueless to what was occurring.

“Here is the thing, I have rented out Ballroom H and so if today’s announcement about the new Happy Himbo Cafe is not a spectacular of epic proportions, I am screwed. We need to make such a sensation that every newspaper, magazine, and TV station is knocking down our door for interviews.

“So what do you need from us,” Ross asked.

“I need you all to be my panel guests to answer questions and participate in a little demonstration.” Oliver requested.

“Can you tell us what kind of demonstration?” Callum asked.

Oliver began to explain the unique concept that he and his assistants had cooked up.


The six of them stood in a large, dimly lit ballroom decorated with posters and banners, all promoting the mysterious new Happy Himbo Cafe. In the center of the room was a large contraption that caught everyone's attention - a bubble gum machine, painted in bright colors and adorned with giant gum balls in various shades. Oliver and his assistants stood nearby, grinning excitedly.

From behind the giant room size bubble gum machine emerged Harvey.

Oliver looked at his ex-boyfriend and wondered why he was still dressed as a wizard, only to realize it was his cosplay outfit.

“Callum, Jackson, you remember my ex Harvey. Harvey these other four are your other volunteers. This first.

“I know who everyone is. Diego the himbo and you must be his boyfriend Simon he said as he walked past Ross. Before Ross could correct him and explain who he was and you two must be the twins everyone keeps talking about which one of you is which?

Ross and Callum looked around the room confused only to realize that Harvey had mistaken Tim and Simon for twins.

Tim assured them that he had never met Simon before and it was purely a coincidence. However, as Harvey whispered in their ears, the two men were convinced they were long-lost brothers.

"Are you finished playing mind games?" Oliver asked, clearly annoyed. "I fail to see the purpose of making these strangers believe they are related."

Oliver approached Tim and Simon, holding up a vial from around his neck. He allowed them each to take a deep breath of its contents, breaking them out of their trance.

"Watch out for my ex," Oliver warned with a smirk. "He's a master at manipulating minds, always experimenting with people's thoughts."

“Wow, do I hear judgment in your tone? You're the one who created a chemistry project that can change someone's entire muscular composition, and now I'm the one they have to watch out for."

"Okay, let's not argue. We can fight and make up later. Just tell them what they need to do," Oliver commanded.

Harvey outlined the plan: Simon and Diego would be representing the brand and drumming up excitement for the upcoming show in an hour. As they worked to attract a large audience, the twins and their and their boyfriends are going to get ready to be the star attractions. And once they are finished, everyone will be flocking towards the bubble gum machine.

With 15 minutes to go before showtime the guys where working the crowd looking out for random people. They chose their last couple with plenty of time to spare.

Oliver got into place and began to practice what we was going to say.

“Each color and flavor of gum will temporarily transform anyone who chews them in an exciting and unique way.”

The lights in the hall dimmed there were nearly 5000 people in a room that should not have held more than 4000 at the most, plus there was a huge contraption covered in a sheet in the middle of the room.

“Harvey walked up to the microphone after having been warned by Oliver not to hypnotise the entire room.”

“Hold on to your capes and secret identities, because I have a super exciting announcement! From the makers of Himbo Juice comes the Happy Himbo Cafe, a place to ensure you have a happy himbo day. As of next month 25 Happy Himbo Cafe’s will be having grand opening ceremonies. At the grand opening we will place 25 gum ball machines, ice cream shop and an elixir bar. The bar will be stocked with Himbo Juice, Twinkteam.

To tell you more please welcome the Himbo Labs Chief Scientist himself. Oliver and tonights first volunteer. Virgil.

Oliver took the stage as the giant white sheet dropped to reveal the hidden two story bubble gum machine.

I need a volunteer. The room exploded. “You the young man with the smile and all that hair.” A pudgy young man, carrying a worn copy of a sci-fi novel tucked under his arm, raised his hand. Came to the stage introducing himself.

Oliver announced to the crowd, “This is our friend Barnaby who has volunteered to show you our newest invention, Himbo gum.”

Barnaby is going to drop the coin into the machine and let’s see what flavor of change are we going to see.

As the crowd realized they were about to witness a transformation the buzz became palpable.

Barnaby’s coin clattered into the designated slot. With a satisfying whir that echoed through the room, the three reels on the bubblegum-slot machine combo spun furiously. Anticipation hung heavy in the air as they slowed down. Blue berry, blue berry, blue berry. The three of a kind lit up and a small door beneath the gumball container popped open dispensing a jaw breaker size blue bubbble gum.

Mr Nice Guy Barnaby

 

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Gentlemen, Barnaby has stumbled upon the infamous "bad boy blueberry". For the next 24 hours, say goodbye to Mr. Nice Guy as Barnaby succumbs to its effects. His body was trembling with anticipation as he began to chew.

As Barnaby chewed the Himbo gum, the blueberry and ghost pepper combination caused colorful sparks to burst behind his closed eyelids. The once pudgy and shy young man began to transform before the crowd's eyes. His frumpy clothes instantly changed into a punk rock concert tee, and several tattoos appeared on his once bare arms. His formerly clumsy movements became smooth and confident as he swaggered around the stage. A strange sensation rippled through his stomach, giving him the feeling of being swarmed by a group of angry hornets. Suddenly, he felt different - more confident and self-assured. His frumpy clothes suddenly transformed into a punk band concert tee, and multiple tattoos appeared on his once unblemished skin. Gone were his nervous ticks and fidgety movements; now, he met the eyes of those around him with a daring stare. His once clumsy hands now confidently ran through his hair, adding to its unruly appearance.

Barnaby's whole demeanor changed. His once pudgy cheeks seemed to slim down, revealing a more defined jawline and cheekbones. His posture straightened, and his chest puffed out with newfound confidence.

Oliver watched with pride as his invention worked its magic on the once shy young man. He knew they had a hit on their hands with this Himbo gum.

Barnaby couldn't believe the transformation he was experiencing. As he strutted around the stage, he caught glimpses of himself in the reflection of the giant glass gumball dome. He looked like a completely different person - one that looked like he might rob you of either you wallet or your virginity or both.

Barnaby's transformation continued. His chubby frame had melted away, revealing a toned and muscular physique underneath. His clothes strained against his now broad shoulders and defined biceps.

As Barnaby continued to chew the Himbo gum, his rebellious transformation intensified. His hair took on a wild and tousled appearance. The crowd couldn't take their eyes off of him as he oozed confidence and sex appeal.

Oliver watched with pride as Barnaby became the ultimate bad boy. He was almost unrecognizable. Men in the audience were swooning at his bad boy demeanor. Oliver sent Barnaby into the crowd to enjoy his 24 hours of transformation. Handing him a bottle of prep and some lube.

Whose next?

The audience went crazy.

Oliver chose a elderly gentleman who looked like he was alone but still willing to be out enjoying the event.

"Your name sir?" Oliver asked the balding older gentelman.

His name was Walton and he had decided to come because he had heard that his favorite 80s TV show Misfits of Science was being remade and he had this nagging feeling that if he showed up he would have a chance to try out.

Walton was bummed to find out that the Misfits of Science remake had been shelved but having the opportunity to demo Himbo Labs new Himbo Gum was a dream come true.

"What would you hope for out of the gum?" Oliver asked.

Walton thought for a second and said he wanted to be able to find him a cute guy to hang out with. "Is there a gum that could give some hottie bad eyesight so he thinks I am cute?" Walton asked trying to go the self-deprecating route.

For some his answer was sad, for others creepy, but either way, Walton stepped up to the gum ball machine and pulled the handle.

(By me again) Lemon and Lime

Oliver smiled as the lemons and limes filled the bubble gum screen. "Walton, my friend it is your lucky day. as we say in the Himbo labs, Lemon and Lime turn back time".

Walton popped the entire jaw breaker gum into his mouth.

Oliver made a joke that when he was younger he must have put that wide mouth to good use.

Walton braced himself for an explosion of sugary sweetness. Instead, a jolt of bitter lemon lime hit his tongue, followed by a wave of warmth that spread through his body. He blinked, surprised by a sudden lightness in his legs. He flexed his hand, a forgotten tightness in his fingers vanishing.

He stumbled back, heart hammering. Looking at his reflection in the bubble gum machine he could see the years ticking backwards. His hand, usually gnarled with age spots, looked younger. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothing out. He touched his face, astonished. His skin felt...tighter and his hair was flowing out of his scalp as if he had thrown on a blonde wig.

Suddenly, the ache in his knee was gone. He bent down, easily touching his toes, a feat he hadn't accomplished in decades.

Walton couldn't believe it. Not only was he feeling younger and more energized, but his sex drive had also come back with a vengeance. He felt an intense warmth in his crotch, his low hanging balls and cock starting to throb with life.

Walton's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as he looked down at his body. The wrinkles on his face had disappeared, his skin was smooth and firm. His once hunched posture was now straight and strong. And as he glanced down, he couldn't believe the sight of his rejuvenated manhood growing like Jack's might bean stalk inching down his pants halting at a full five inch softie. It was fuller and more alive than he had seen it in years and he winked at a guy in the audience who yelled out that monster needs some air. A wide grin splitting his face. One thing was certain – Walt's con was about to get a whole lot more interesting.

“Who would like to spend some time with Walton?”

An enthusiastic pair of college guys nearly tackled a twink in order to be the one to find out just how thick Walton's bean stalk grows.

"More!" Shouted the audience.

The crowd was frenzied and as Oliver looked around the room he realized that there were multiple news stations now recording and the fire capacity was far exceeded.

Suddenly the Expo hall staff pulled open an air wall and doubled the room capacity. It only took minutes to nearly fill the room again.

Oliver looked out into the crowd. One more before we bring out some special guests.

Oliver looked out into the crowd. "I am looking for a cosplayer" Half the room threw their hands up. You over there in the Incredible Hulk Cosplay.

"Me a young guy asked looking around."

"Yes, you will do great." Oliver said pulling the handle on the gum machine for the young guy.

"Oh geese" the young guy said as he reluctantly came through six rows of other guys. "I can't believe you are seeing my cosplay like this. I haven't put the latex on my face yet" The young guy offered an explanation for his spotty green face.

Foster

Oliver asked his volunteer for his name and whether he was over 18.

"I'm Foster and I turned 18 last month. The tickets to the SuperNovaCon was my birthday gift to myself." He explained.

"Well foster how would you like to put a Tangelo Twist on your cosplay today?"

"What do, I have to do?" Foster inquired.

"Practically nothing just pop the jaw breaker in and Himbo Gum will do the rest." Oliver shared.

"But what will it do?" Foster asked

"Where are you Diego?" Oliver looked into the crowd as Diego lifted his hand. Those in the crowd who had not seen him began to murmur.

"Well Foster, Tangelo Twists will twist your reality so that you become the cosplay costume you are playing.

Several spider-mans and a superman immediately through their hands into the air trying to volunteer.

However to the dismay of the cosplayers the heard a growl come from Foster who was chewing on his Tangelo gum.

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As Foster bit into the Tangelo he could feel both his mind and his body transforming.

Foster was completely covered in green latex body paint, feeling as if it was slowly creeping up his neck and taking over every inch of his face. The once pristine white skin was now completely transformed into a deep green, like an oil spill overtaking a nautical habitat. Foster knew he wasn't actually turning into the Hulk, but it felt like his cosplay costume was becoming a part of him. Before taking the Tangelo Twist gum, Foster was a slim and unassuming twink, however for the next 24 hours he was becoming the cosplay character. The transition began as his flat slim stomach began to show signs of growing abs. and arms strained against the tight fabric of his shirt, threatening to burst at the seams. He flexed his arm tentatively, marveling at the sensation of newfound strength and power coursing through him. It wasn't just his bulging muscles that amazed him; there was a deeper transformation happening within him. His bones felt denser, tendons thicker, as if his entire body had been restructured to handle the incredible strength he now possessed.

Foster couldn't believe it. He had always been a scrawny boy, never able to put on muscle no matter how much he worked out. But now, with just one piece of gum, he was transforming into a muscular superhero.

Foster's transformation into his cosplay Hulk costume was more than just physical. He could feel his emotions becoming amplified, a sense of joy and excitement that he couldn't control. But as he looked at himself in the lid of the bubble gum machine, Foster realized that something was missing. His face, still painted green, was contorted into a scowl. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make himself smile.

"Why can't I smile?" Foster panicked, running his hands through his still blonde hair.

Oliver explained both to Foster and the crowd that he had become his cosplay character and that prevented him from displaying any emotion that his character wouldn’t have. Oliver shared that Himbo labs under Harvey’s hard work, had put safeguards in place for emotional issues despite the fact that the character has characteristics that people are supposed to associate with the character. This meant that Foster had the look of a destructive mutated monster without any of the actual anger or emotions. Had Foster been in a Joker cosplay costume he may have found himself laughing uncontrollably but he would not have taken on the Joker’s, narcissism or become a psychopath.

Foster becomes his cosplay costume

Oliver asked Foster if he could describe what he was feeling.

He said that beneath the thin layer of latex, his muscles were pulsing with energy, a raw power that he had never even imagined before. His entire body felt like it was being reforged into unimaginable strength which he could feel flowing through him. It was a transformation unlike anything he could have ever dreamed of.

Oliver seemed to be smitten with Foster, he quietly whispered in his ear that if he really liked how he felt that he could help Foster get his hands on some Himbo Juice. Foster knew two things, one that he had to deal with being green for the next 24 hours, and that he was never going to be a twink again.

As people were getting used to the idea of a Hulk in their midst, they suddenly heard an announcement. Gentleman, in 30 minutes right here on this very stage we will have a Q&A with the Himbo Twins Ross and Callum and their boyfriends. If you think you have seen interesting transformations just wait to see what we have in store for those four boys.

With only 30 minutes until they were expected on stage, Ross, Callum, Tim, and Jackson all sat quietly listening to Oliver’s plan.

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“So explain to me again, what you are going to be giving us?” Jackson asked.

"You four are going to be my way of impressing the audience and the public. To do this, two of you will get Red Raspberry gum and the other two will receive Passion Fruit flavored gum. Would you prefer to choose your gum on stage or here in private?"

“I say we give the Passion Fruit to Callum and Jackson cause, Tim and I are plenty passionate.” Ross teased. Trust me, we share a dorm suite with you, we hear you two every night. Tim went bright red knowing they were talking about his rather loud vocals while bottoming for Ross.

I was hoping to capture your genuine reactions, but your point about not wanting to surprise you so much that you reject the change is a good one."

Well that is not really what the passion fruit gum is for, why don’t we do it this way.

Tim and Ross since you believe you have the hotter relationship why don’t you two right down one thing that you think that would make your relationship just a bit more one fire.

Jackson you and Callum have a slightly different assignment. I would like for each of you to write down the things that make you passionate about the other. It can be any physical trait, talent, or personality characteristic. If it turns you on about the other write it down.

"Wait, it's just for 24 hours, right?" Tim asked.

"Correct," Oliver confirmed.

"So if we don't like the transformation, we only have to endure it for a day?" Tim continued.

"I think we can just find out on stage," Tim said once more. "After all, Jackson and I owe you for your help with the elixir flights a few weeks back."

"There's no way we won't be able to return to our normal selves, right?" Callum double-checked.

"You'll revert back to yourselves," Oliver reassured them.

The four guys agreed to test their 24-hour transformation gum on stage.
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Harvey and Oliver were the first to take the stage and explain that each couple was going to be given a Himbo gum ball. They explained that like the other transformation that the audience had seen the Himbo Twins and their boyfriends will revert back to the status quo in 24 hours. However the big reveal was that this was Himbo Gums After Dark Collection Passion Fruit and Sensual Cinnamon.

“Please welcome to the stage, our first couple you ship them as Cackson, a warm passionate round of applause for Callum and Jackson our team Passion Fruit. The couple came to the stage with Jackson carrying two small yellow jaw breakers. In addition we Ross and Tim or should we call you Rim or maybe Toss?”

The crowd was extremely excited to officially see the HImbo twins and yet there were plenty that were sad to see that the Himbo Twins had boyfriends.

Oliver doing host duties first turned to Ross and Tim.

So Tim, I see you have a red Himbo Gum Ball on you. Has anyone shared with you what the gum ball is and what it does?

Tim carrying the Sensual Cinnamon Gum to the stage

Tim confessed that he did not yet know the purpose of this red gum ball but that they had been told that it was a gum ball for couples.

“That’s right, you are carrying the new Himbo Sensual Cinnamon Gum Ball.” Oliver announced. “Before coming on to stage you and Ross were each asked what one thing would make your love lives even hotter.” Your gum will make those things come true. Before Oliver could get done Tim had placed the cinnamon gum in his mouth.

“Not waiting around to find out what the gum has in store for you?” Oliver asked Tim.

Tim’s response was nearly perfect. “I trust Ross and I know what ever he wrote down will be safe for me, and chances are if he has asked I probably have already done it for him anyway.”

And you Ross, you have any qualms or worries about what Tim wrote? I already know what Tim wrote. There isn’t any doubt in my mind what Tim wrote down. So sure no problem. At that Tim handed the other half of the red gum to Ross and he popped the gum in his mouth.

Their physical state didn't change, but their minds seemed to spin. They were open to Oliver's suggestions. "Tim," Ross suggested, "to spice up your love life, you should try being more assertive and direct. Don't revert back to your old bully ways, but show some of that confidence and maybe even a bit of cockiness you had before you all stated dating. Ross believes you have become to timid and defirential he wants to see the old spark and fight."

Oliver couldn't even finish his sentence before Tim was already experiencing a revolution within himself. One second his head was heavy and he was constantly worried that he might not be enough for Ross that there might be someone who was better at being gay or better at keeping Ross happy. Now he was ready to take on the world. It was clear from his sly smile that Ross had written down the perfect words to bring back the old cocky Tim. The crowd buzzed as they could see the changes clearly occur right before their eyes.

Tim had recently become less power bottom and more timid Tim

Cocky and Confident Tim returns (hopefully not Bully Tim)

But it wasn't just Tim who was changing. As Ross chewed on the gum, he began to feel different. Almost undefinable. One minute Ross felt responsible and in charge and the next he felt carefree. and equally different was this empty feeling. Not an empty feeling in his heart or in his mind, but a physical yearning to be filled.

Ross Before - Sensual but Exclusive Top

Ross was ready let lose and try bottoming for the first time

“As you may have already figured out, Ross, Tim wrote that what was needed to heat up your love life you would enjoy bottoming for him.”

Ross smirked and confirmed that he would have been rich had he taken a bet. I do feel less overwhelmed with being the perfect masculine guy or the perfect top and fuck I feel horny.

As Oliver turned his attention to Callum and Jackson for a moment Ross got up from his seat on the stage and went and sat in Tim's lap. The move recived boisterous cat calls.

"Don't make me turn t the hose on you two." Oliver threatend. Just give us a few minutes to see your brother and Jackson's transformation and then you all can go shag like bunnys.

It was clear that neither was paying attention as they were full blown down each others throat. Oliver laughed but he laughed with confidence that Harvey could easily put them to sleep if they got too x rated.

Okay, well those two are showing more public affection, in the last two minutes, than the entire time they have known each other.

Let's hope they don't start humping each other live on stage. "That would be terrible." Oliver mocked.

"It is like a train wreck, I can't stop watching it." Oliver admitted.

Okay, Jackson, what do you have there?

"Two Passion fruit gum balls is all I really know about the gum." Jackson explained.

Jackson brings two Passion Fruit Gum Balls to the Stage

Before they came on stage your favorite boyfriends. Callum and Jackson were asked to share what made them passionate about one another.

“Okay, each of you start chewing on your gum ball and listen to what you said about each other. If you don’t hear what the other has to say you may very well transform into whatever you are day dreaming about.

Oliver proceeded to share information about what Callum said made him passionate about Jackson his physical traits, his talents and his personality.

Callum says Jackson has a beautiful heart to match his beautiful face

Have you seen his body? Those abs, those arms!

He is super dedicated to baseball and he is insanely talented.

His confidence in social settings, he treats others with kindness even when they don’t deserve it.

I could go on forever his beautiful face, abs, arms, his eyes. He is gorgeous, athletic, and kind.

Jackson returned the complements in his letter about Callum.

He is wicked smart

He has the ability to get us out of any jam, because he can see things three moves ahead of anyone else

He is compassionate

He is full of energy

He puts others first

I feel loved and cared about when he is around

He is humble and nerdy, do you have any idea how hot it is that he is nerdy?

Oh and OMG his cock is monstrous

"Okay, so here's the deal," said Oliver. "If you want to fully experience each other's passion, you have to trade pieces of gum." Callum couldn't help but squirm at the thought of putting someone else's gum in his mouth, but he had already put Jackson's cock in his mouth, multiple times in the last 24 hours, so he didn't really have a leg to stand on in terms of arguing.

As they both popped the passion fruit gum into their mouths, a sudden rush of energy coursed through their bodies. Callum's eyes widened in astonishment as a newfound confidence surged within him. He straightened his posture, mirroring Jackson's usual stance, and felt an unfamiliar yet invigorating sense of self-assurance. As he gazed at Jackson, he caught a glimpse of uncertainty in his boyfriend's eyes - something that was rare to see. There was also a subtle change in Jackson's physical demeanor, noticeable to Callum for the first time.

Jackson's typically confident and commanding posture suddenly stiffened and shrank, as if he were trying to make himself smaller. The relaxed set of his shoulders gave way to a tense, nervous energy as his hands fidgeted anxiously. The defined muscles in his abs, usually a symbol of strength and resilience, began to soften and lose their definition, reflecting the sudden shift in his demeanor. His once muscular core seemed to shrink and wither away, leaving him looking thin and pale. It was as if a shadow had passed over him, draining all the vitality out of his body.

Jackson noticed a change in his boyfriend as well. The easy smile and gentle demeanor were gone, replaced by a determined glint in Callum's eyes. It was a competitive sports edge that Jackson had never seen before, and it made him start formulating an escape plan for the crowded comicon hall - something he wouldn't normally worry about.

As the effects of the gum swap took hold, Callum's average frame seemed to transform before their eyes. The once slight and unassuming young man now appeared to be carved from marble, his toned abs peeking through his damp shirt like a work of art. His pecs bulged and stretched the fabric of his shirt, no longer able to contain the new definition of his muscles. With a newfound confidence and athleticism coursing through his body, Callum couldn't resist flexing his biceps in a show of strength.

From that day on, Callum always worked harder on his abs
remembering what it was like to have Jackson's.

The change was not just physical, but also mental. Jackson felt a surge of knowledge and intelligence rush through him, as if he had absorbed all of Callum's intelligence in an instant. He could feel himself thinking faster and more efficiently, his brain buzzing with new ideas and solutions to problems that he never would have thought of before. He couldn't help but grin, reveling in the newfound confidence and intelligence coursing through him.

Meanwhile, Jackson's athletic abilities seemed to have transferred to Callum. The once clumsy and uncoordinated boy now moved with grace and precision, It was a strange sensation for Jackson, who had always taken pride in his athletic talents to not be quite as steady on his feet.

From his amazing arms to the borrowed clothes, Callum looked
amazing with many of Jackson's traits.

"I'm having trouble seeing," Jackson confessed, struggling to focus his eyes. Callum reached over and plucked off his glasses, handing them to his boyfriend. "How about now?" he asked, surprised by the deeper tone of his voice emanating from his toned abdomen. “yep I can see now,” the new sexy nerd version of Jackson confirmed.

Jackson becoming a sexy nerdy

As Jackson's figure became leaner and more defined, Callum's body bulked up with added muscle. They seemed to trade physical traits back and forth, each one taking on the other's previous form. And just when everyone thought the changes were complete, a startling transformation occurred.

A large bulge began to grow along Jackson's thigh, obvious cock meat slowly snaking its way down towards his knee. The audience gasped in shock as they witnessed Callum's enormous member come alive inside of Jackson's pants. The sheer size and power of it impossible to ignore. The two men stood side by side, their bodies a perfect contrast of slender and muscular, each one bearing a unique symbol of their exchange, Callum now sporting Jackson’s powerful eight pack and Jackson swinging Callum’ 10 inch hammer. The sight left everyone in awe, struggling to comprehend the jaw-dropping attribute transformation between the two men.

As they both marveled at each other's transformations, they started to notice even more changes. Callum's normally reserved nature had been replaced by Jackson's outgoing personality. He found himself speaking up more confidently than ever before. On the other hand, Callum was finding it difficult to contain Jackson's usually brash behavior. He couldn't stop himself from wanting to makee snarky comments and pushing people's buttons especially Ross and Tim’s who were practically humping on the back of the stage. This desire to tease Tim and Ross came much more naturally to Jackson, but for the next 24 hours it was a trait that belonged to Callum.

But amidst all the excitement and confusion, it was very clear to each of them that their love for each other was not negatively affected. Despite their altered appearances and personalities, their bond only seemed to grow stronger. They were still the same two boys who had fallen in love over protein shakes and shower sightings of Callum’s colossal cock.

The gum had a powerful effect, not only changing their physical appearances but also their talents and characteristics. It was as if their most valued traits had been swapped between them, molding them into new versions of themselves.

“While it is clear that Ross and Tim are going to need to slip away for a while, perhaps you all can encourage Callum and Jackson to visit you all out in the audience.

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Chapter 8: Himbo Sports Drink (MM, muscle worship, muscle growth, cock growth, illustrated)

Illustrated by @Ultrabeef7 his AI artwork is amazing and is 100% the inspiration behind this story. Take a look at his Instagram gallery or his work at Deviantart. If you like the premise of this story you will love his artwork.

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Malcolm dreamed of being the next Messi or Mbappé. However, despite his exceptional skills on the soccer pitch, Malcolm Colombo's height of 5'5" and small frame made him an unlikely candidate for a high school soccer star.

Malcolm smiled to hide the humiliation and pain
When he was younger he had the potential and skills needed to make it to an elite youth camp for the Portland Timbers' MLS team, but his families lack of financial resources held him back. His family simply couldn't afford the nearly $3000 cost of putting him into the youth academy every summer. Facing a difficult decision, they had to choose between saving for Malcolm's college education or investing in his soccer career. As much as he dreamed of becoming a professional athlete, his family knew that college was the more practical choice for their financial situation. Despite his disappointment, Malcolm understood and respected their decision.

Plus High School was an opportunity for Malcolm to play. He was after all fast and talented. While he was extremely grateful to make the Junior Varsity team at Horseback High, it just wasn’t the same as having the coaches and the equipment of one of the elite MLS Next academies or even his High School Varsity coaches. Plus as Malcolm reached his junior and senior year he found that his once friends were separating from him. Judging him and his family for their financial troubles and lack of nice clothes and cars. He eventually found himself to be the butt of jokes even victim to some bullying and hazing. Yet despite the mean spiritedness of his classmates and individuals on the team, he refused to give up the sport that he loved. Even when his former best friend Myles began to out score him and take on the starting spot. Malcolm refused to give up.

Unfortunately, Horseback High did not have the funds for an unlimited number of people to be on the soccer team and so while Malcolm did not get outright cut he found himself not being able to move from the Jr Varsity to the Varsity team despite being a more technically skilled player. By his junior year when he didn’t make the cut and Myles did he found himself being replaced even on the JV team for freshman who were being developed. Yet, Malcolm could not bring himself to quit so he stayed on the practice squad.

As the junior and senior year progressed, Malcolm found himself being ostracized by his former teammates and even some of the coaches. Team members started to ask questions about why this awkward guy was creeping around the locker room.

Malcolm had no reasonable explanation, so his former best friend and lackeys began spreading rumors that they had caught Malcolm watching the team change clothes and then go to the shower to jack off. The accusations flew like arrows, piercing through Malcolm's reputation and leaving him vulnerable to judgment and scorn.

His cheeks burned with shame as the whispers and sneers followed him wherever he went. He felt exposed, like an animal in a zoo, being watched and ridiculed by those who were once his friends. The betrayal cut deeper than any insult, for it came from someone he once trusted with his deepest secrets. But Malcolm refused to let their false words define him; he knew the truth in his heart, and that was all that mattered.

The rumors about his sexuality had spread like wildfire and it seemed like everyone in school knew about them. But what hurt Malcolm the most was that he had no problem with being bi, but he hatted that people questioned his devotion to the team or his love for soccer.

What really stung for Malcolm was the persistent rumors that he was only there to ogle the guys on the team.

He would often find himself alone in the locker room, trying to avoid any confrontations with Myles and Myles’ crew. They would taunt him and make crude jokes at his expense, but Malcolm refused to let them get to him. He knew they didn't want him there, but he couldn't bring himself to leave the only place where he felt connected to the sport he loved.

Malcolm's senior year was tough, he never made it off the JV team, even though he was faster and more talented than most of the varsity players. Mother Nature simply hadn't given him the height to win headers or the strength to withstand the physicality of most defenses.

After a humiliating loss for the varsity team, Malcolm was approached by Myles and Myles' friends in the locker room. As he tried to leave, they surrounded him and began taunting him. They questioned why he was always lingering around their team when he wasn't good enough to make the varsity cut.

Malcolm tried to brush off their comments and make a quick exit, but Myles blocked his path. "Come on, man," Myles taunted. "You're not fooling anyone. We all know why you keep showing up here."

Malcolm's heart began to race as he realized where this conversation was headed. He had been dreading this moment for years, but he knew it was inevitable. He took a deep breath and prepared himself for the worst.

"What are you talking about?" Malcolm asked, trying to sound confident even though his voice trembled slightly.

"Don't play dumb," Stewart one of Myles' friends chimed in. "We all know you're just here to check out us guys."

Malcolm felt a lump forming in his throat as he tried to hold back tears. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. His teammates were supposed to be like family, but they were treating him like an outsider.

"You think I would waste my time playing on the JV team if I didn't love soccer?" Malcolm said, trying to defend himself.

Myles scoffed and shook his head disapprovingly. "Yeah right," he said. "If you really loved soccer, you would've made it onto varsity by now."

Malcolm felt his anger rising inside him. How could they all be so blind? He had been working just as hard as everyone else, if not harder, but no one seemed to notice or care.

"Look, I don't have to explain myself to any of you," Malcolm said, trying to keep his composure. "I love soccer and that's all that matters."

Myles laughed and nudged one of his friends. "You hear that guys? Malcolm loves soccer more than anything." They all burst into laughter at Malcolm's expense.

Malcolm tried to brush it off and leave, but Myles grabbed him by the collar and pinned him against a locker. "Come on man," Myles sneered, "Just admit it already. We all know you're gay."

Malcolm's heart sank as he looked into Myles' eyes filled with disgust and anger. He had never told anyone about his bisexuality before, not even his family or closest friends. And now here he was being outed against his will.

In a moment of desperation and fear, Malcolm blurted out "I'm not gay!" hoping that it would make everything go away.

But instead of backing off, Myles tightened his grip on Malcolm's collar and snarled "Liar! We've seen you checking out guys in the locker room."

Tears welled up in Malcolm's eyes as he struggled against Myles' hold on him. He wanted nothing more than to run away and hide, but he knew that would only make things worse.

Tears rolled down Malcolm's cheeks, blurring his vision as he tried to push away from Myles' grasp. His eyes were red and swollen from the struggle, filled with fear and desperation.

Malcolm’s body trembling as he struggled against Myles' strong grip. He could feel his heart racing in his chest, his whole body tense with fear and panic.

Malcolm's hands shook as he gripped onto the edges of the locker, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. Myles' grip on his collar was tight and suffocating, the fabric cutting into his skin.

Mr. Sanchez the High School grounds keeper

The only thing that saved Malcolm from the bullies was the school’s grounds keeper, Mr. Sanchez, not even a coach. The grounds keeper coming upon the site of four guys bullying a fifth, took it upon himself to end the violence. He forcefully slammed his rake handle against a locker creating a loud metallic noise. Myles and his sycophants were startled and turned to see what was going on.

Malcolm was gasping for air as he finally broke free from Myles' grasp. He stumbled back, still shaking from the encounter. The grounds keeper, Mr. Rodriguez, stood between him and Myles. His stern expression and raised rake made it clear that he wasn't going to let anyone get hurt on his watch. “You boys are over 18, if I turn you all in that won’t just be on your permanent record you will be facing abuse charges as an adult.” Mr. Rodriguez threatened.

Myles was being looked at by several Oregon and California schools. He wasn’t going to let some landscaper take away his chance at a soccer scholarship.

Myles glared at Malcolm one last time before turning around and leaving with his friends. Malcolm slumped against a locker, feeling drained and shaken.

"Are you okay son?" Mr. Rodriguez asked, concern etched on his face.

Malcolm couldn't even find the words to respond. He just nodded silently and wiped away tears that were still streaming down his face.

Mr. Rodriguez put a hand on his shoulder reassuringly before going to clean up the mess in the locker room.

Malcolm slowly pulled himself together and left, still wondering why he had lied about his sexuality to Myles and why it even mattered in the first place.

He decided to skip practice for the next few days and headed straight home instead.

His dad worked overnights so he was never there when Malcolm gets home, so he was alone in the house. He went to his room and sat on his bed, replaying the events of the day over and over again in his head.

He couldn't understand why Myles had targeted him specifically or what gave him away as being bi. But most of all, he couldn't understand why it mattered so much to everyone else.

Malcolm felt a surge of anger towards Myles for exposing something that wasn't his business to share. He also felt guilty for lying about it and ashamed for making it seem like being bi or gay was something shameful.

He knew deep down that there was nothing wrong with who he was but society's views on homosexuality had always made him feel like an outsider.

After three nights of hiding and wallowing, Malcolm made a decision - he wasn't going to hide who he truly was anymore. It was time for him to be true to himself and stand up against his bullies.

With only this semester left before graduation Malcolm forced himself to go to training and face his tormentors.

The looks the four guys gave him seemed suspicious. Almost like they were purposefully ignoring Malcolm and trying to get him to ignore them. He could usually feel the hate from across the locker room. Malcolm breathed deeply and ran out to the pitch in a hope that maybe this indifference could hold a while.

Stewart, Dexter, Myles, and Will suspicious in the locker room

Once Malcolm was out of sight, his tormentors wasted no time breaking into his locker. They snickered as they pulled out his gatorade bottle, ready to carry out a cruel prank. Myles held up the new "Himbo Labs Twink Tea" that had recently hit the market. They quickly poured just enough into Malcolm's Gatorade to ensure that he would be transformed into a smaller, weaker version of himself. If the videos circulating about Himbo Labs were accurate, then Malcolm would likely go from 125 lbs and 5'5" to around 100 lbs and possibly 5'1"-5'2". The bullies were careful not to get caught as they poured in the concoction while one of them distracted the coaches. Satisfied with their mischief, they stashed the excess Twink Tea in Myles's locker and slipped Malcolm's bottle back into place before hurrying off to practice as if nothing had happened. However, someone had been watching from a distance: Mr. Rodriguez. He understood the cruelty of their plan and waited until the bullies were gone before taking action. With quiet determination, he approached Malcolm's locker and switched out the sabotaged Yeti bottle with what would turn out to be the coveted fourth golden-labeled elixir from Himbo Labs: Himbo Sport Drink. This powerful drink was known for transforming ordinary athletes into elite performers. Malcolm would return from practice unaware of the switch or the sacrifice Mr. Rodriguez had made for him, but he would soon be shocked at the surprising changes in his future.

Malcolm returned from the first half of practice feeling beaten down, both physically and emotionally. His bullies had been relentless on the field, targeting him with cheap shots and insults. He was grateful to see that his locker remained untouched, but little did he know that a switch had been made.

He noticed that his four bullies had followed him into the locker room while all of the other team members were outside either running drills or resting in the shade. Malcolm was immediately worried about what Myles and his gang were about to do. Doubly worried when Stewart pulled out his phone and began to film him.

Malcolm's suspicion was on high alert as he observed the four men pretending not to watch him. They were eerily quiet, it seemed they were impatiently waiting for something to happen. As Malcolm reached for his Gatorade to take a sip, a nagging feeling crept over him that the men had tampered with it somehow. He became convinced that it was tainted with their urine or jizz. Acting quickly, Malcolm tried to pour the drink out in a nearby sink, but the four men lunged towards him and force feed the supposed spiked beverage down his throat.

What none but the Mr. Sanchez knew, Malcolm was about to become the athlete he always dreamed of and Stewart’s phone was going to capture the whole thing.

Malcolm thrashed trying to get away from the four bullies, however he didn't have to fight hard because as soon as he had either drank or spilled most of his drink the tormentors stepped back to see what came next.

The Himbo Sports Drink surged through Malcolm's veins, sending a scorching heat racing through his body. His skin prickled and flushed as his muscles throbbed and twitched beneath his quivering hands. The once familiar locker room began to warp and twist in his vision, creating an eerie and disorienting sensation. Suddenly, a powerful pressure descended upon him, squeezing and constricting every inch of his being. He was caught in a vice-like grip, being molded and reshaped in a torturous process. It felt like a scream was building in his throat, he couldn't release it. His eyes swirled and crossed as he was flooded with a new confidence he had never felt before.

Malcolm's mind and body were being rewritten by the Himbo Sports Drink

A sharp sound of silence echoed in Malcolm's ears, his body now frozen in shock. The syrupy tang of the elixir lingered on his tongue, heavy and cloying. Slowly, his vision began to clear and he blinked, trying to make sense of the world around him. Gradually, he became aware of a newfound power coursing through his veins. His hands, once spindly and weak, now flexed with strength and determination. He could feel the pulse of his veins beneath his skin, taut and noticeably thicker than before. As he rose to his feet, there was a solidness and groundedness to his movements that he had never experienced before. A quick glance down confirmed the change - his lanky frame had vanished, replaced by a form sculpted from unyielding granite. Every movement revealed rippling muscles, a testament to the raw power surging through him and transforming him into something stronger, more formidable.

Malcolm gazed at his reflection in awe and disbelief. His jawline was chiseled and defined, his brow stronger and more commanding. The changes in his face were subtle yet significant, conveying a sense of power and determination.

This wasn't just muscle - his senses seemed amplified. The hum of the locker room’s ventilation, the pungent smell of sweat, the distant chirping of birds outside - everything was sharper, clearer. His movements felt effortless, precise, like an extension of his will.

Malcolm stood tall and proud, his once thin frame now bulging with muscles his brow now conveying a sense of strength and determination. Every movement was precise and graceful, a physical marvel to behold.

Malcolm's clothes seemed to hug his body in new, unfamiliar ways as he gazed at his reflection. His formerly thin and frail body was now bulging with muscles, his body resembling that of a Greek god or Roman Gladiator. His once dull and unremarkable features had transformed into striking, chiseled lines that radiated strength and determination.

His veins pulsated. He looked like a human weapon, honed to perfection.

Malcolm transformed to a world class athlete

As Malcolm looked around at the shocked expressions of his former bullies, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. For the last two and a half years, they had taunted and belittled him for his lack of physical prowess. And now, in an instant, all that had changed.

But as he stood there, basking in his newfound strength and confidence, one thought nagged at the back of his mind - “These guys are going to try to get their hands on the rest of this elixir.”

 

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Without a second thought, Malcolm tilted the bottle back and gulped down the last of its contents. He felt an electrifying rush course through his body as the elixir hit his bloodstream. His heart rate increased, his muscles tightened, and he felt invigorated. The targeted adrenal gland stimulation continued to transform him from a former meek student into a powerhouse Olympic level athlete in mere seconds. As Malcolm stood there, feeling his body surge with energy and power, he noticed he was growing taller.

At first, it was just a slight increase, but as the moments passed, he continued to grow taller and taller. His clothes stretched and strained against his now towering frame.

Malcolm couldn't believe what was happening. He had always been one of the shortest students in his class, often teased for his lack of height, but in moments he went from 5’5 to 6’2.

When he thought his blessings couldn't get any better, Malcolm noticed growth in a new area, one that every 18-year-old man dreams of. His already above-average size was now accompanied by an impressive thickness, thanks to the Himbo Sport Drink. The potent elixir flooded his body with a super-powered hormone known as the 5 alpha-reductase 2 (SRD5A2), which converted his testosterone into an even stronger androgen called dihydrotestosterone. At only 18 years old, Malcolm still had some growing to do before reaching his cock’s full potential at 21. But with the help of the Himbo drink, his cock instantly expanded to a robust 9 inches and became thicker than any hand could handle.

As he walked towards his bullies, their eyes widened at the sight of his bulge. His dick seemed to nearly burst through his tight Umbro soccer shorts. He smirked, enjoying their shocked expressions and their obvious envy.

As Malcolm was about to push past Myles and the other goons, Myles sprinted towards his locker. As his three other friends realized that he was going for the Twink Tea still in his locker. Surly the lab had mislabeled the elixir. Malcolm was living breathing muscle bound proof. The four guys began to wrestle for the bottle each hoping to duplicate the impressive transformation Malcolm had just displayed.

Myles was able to get a large swig down before Stewart pulled it away from his lips, insisting that he too deserved to have some of the mislabeled Twink Tea. The last two of Malcolm’s hazers Dexter and Will were each also able to pry the bottle away from Stewart. With a quarter of the bottle left both each got a healthy dose of the Himbo Elixir. By that point Myles had gotten the sickly sweet taste out of his mouth but not before he felt it contorting his face, then a strange tingling sensation crept into the four guys limbs.

Myles and the gang realizing that they did not take the right elixir

Casting nervous looks at each other, their hopeful and excited anticipation quickly turned to dread. Their hearts sank as they caught a glimpse of their reflections in the locker room mirrors - their once sculpted muscles now withering away, leaving behind frail and bony frames. Fear etched onto their faces as they realized the twink tea they had ingested was not the promised elixir of strength and vitality, but rather a thief that had stolen their very identities. The confidence they once exuded had been replaced by trembling fear as they stood before Malcolm, now reduced to mere shadows of their former selves - four small, tiny figures in comparison to his towering form.

Malcolm's mind raced as he tried to figure out the best way to share these shocking transformations. Suddenly, the locker room door burst open, and a group of team members and an assistant coach came barging in. "Holy shit, it's true!" Malcolm could barely hear himself think over the excited chatter of the team. Slowly, he pieced together what had happened: Stewart had not only filmed their incredible transformation, but had also live streamed it for the world to see. The once quiet locker room now buzzed with energy and disbelief at what had just unfolded.

Over the next several weeks, the infamous “Twink Tea incident” went viral. The entire online community was buzzing with rumors and speculations about what really happened in the locker room that day. The team had become national celebrities, with many students and community members flocking to their games just to catch a glimpse of the four former jocks turned Twinks and the newly formed soccer super star.

Malcolm becoming a premier soccer star

Myles, Stewart, Dexter, and Will struggled to adjust to their new bodies and identities. The four former jocks were unrecognizable to themselves and others, their physical appearances no longer matching the traits that had once defined them. Myles, who had once been the fearless captain and leader of the soccer team, now found himself constantly getting stared at and outmatched by his opponents on the field. Stewart's once popular status had plummeted, leaving him feeling like a stranger among his former friends. Both Dexter and Will had lost their confidence as they no longer possessed the strength and athleticism that had once made them stand out. They felt like shadows of their former selves, lost in a world where they could no longer rely on what had once made them "them".

Former bullies turned twinks

In addition, Myles couldn’t admit it and may never understand but he found himself infatuated with Malcolm. First he thought it was because of Malcolm’s muscular growth, but in the locker room he also noticed he could not stop staring at Malcolms massive dick, and cobble stone abs.

Malcolm was also adjusting to his newfound status as the star athlete of the team. He was no longer in the shadow of his hazers, but instead was receiving recognition for his hard work and dedication to the sport.

As the weeks went by, Myles couldn't shake off the strange attraction he felt towards Malcolm. At first, he thought it was simply because of Malcolm's incredible physique - his muscular growth had been nothing short of astonishing. But as he spent more time with Malcolm, Myles couldn't help but notice that his gaze always seemed to linger on Malcolm's massive dick and cobblestone abs, even when they were just casually talking or hanging out with the team.

Myles tried to brush these thoughts aside, chalking them up to curiosity and fascination with his teammate's body transformation. After all, they had all gone through such drastic changes that it was natural to be intrigued by each other's new forms. But as time went on, Myles couldn't deny the growing desire that burned within him whenever he was around Malcolm.

He found himself wanting to touch and explore every inch of Malcolm's muscular body, and he couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to be dominated by his former friend turned bulying victim.,

Despite Myles' attempts to push these thoughts aside and concentrate on his game, he couldn't help being drawn to Malcolm like a moth to a flame. He yearned to touch those, muscles and massive cock. But as Malcolm had made clear from the start, he was not on the team to ogle his teammates, even those who now seemed open to being ogled.

He was focused on winning states, graduating, and playing for the University of Florida where he was committed next year.

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"Good evening, this is Oscar Wright, reporting live for CCS Sports from inside the Horseback High School locker room. Tonight, we will discover the truth behind the rumored fourth golden labeled elixir, allegedly discovered by a high school soccer prodigy from Oregon, 18 year old Malcolm Colombo. By now, many of you have probably seen the viral video of five students who underwent incredible transformations at Horseback High. Joining us today is Mr. Fernando Sanchez, who claims to have firsthand knowledge of this elusive elixir's discovery. Mr. Sanchez, can you confirm that you were once in possession of the golden labeled elixir and that you willingly gave it up?”

Mr. Sanchez told his story of catching Myles and the gang in the act, but holding back and switching out the elixirs. Oscar said what many people would be thinking. "Why give up the sports drink? Why not take it for yourself, or at the very least why not some for you and some for Malcolm?

Since my youth, I had always been known as the athletic and sporty one. My days were filled with intense workouts, nutritious meals, and a strict dedication to living a healthy lifestyle. But deep down, I knew that this identity was just a facade. In order to fit in with my peers, I had to bury my true self and conform to their narrow expectations. It pained me to see others feeling like they had to hide their true identities, just as I did. But now, at nearly 70 years old, I am no longer bound by societal standards or the pressure to conform. As Mr Sanchez continued to share he grabbed a Yeti tumbler from hiis bag and chugged the content of the gatorade that he took out of Malcolm’s locker

Mr Sanchez was transformed into a twink who can be true to himself .

There on live TV Mr. Sanchez quickly slipped back decades and when his transformation was done a young 20 year old, wise beyond his years, excused himself so he could cheer on the Horseback Stallions in their soccer match.

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Chapter 9: Himbo Twunkade (MM, muscle worship, muscle growth, cock worship, illustrated)

Illustrated by @Ultrabeef7 his AI artwork is amazing and is 100% the inspiration behind this story. Take a look at his Instagram gallery or his work at Deviantart. If you like the premise of this story you will love his artwork.

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With only two weeks until Himbo Juice, TwinkTea, and Himbo Sport hits the open market, the world is a buzz with the possibilities of what was to come. There were of course those that believed that if every man was a gorgeous muscle stud then no one is a muscle stud, but mot people did not care if their 60 year old neighbor was going to become a 22 year old twink, they were only worried about how they might get their hands on some Himbo Juice. Every man over 18 was eligible and everyone of those eligible had dreamt of what taking the Juice would do for them.

Cole Coulsen

One particular day dreamer was Cole Coulsen, a young man with his head in the clouds and big aspirations. He often indulged in fantasies of being a towering, muscular stud who was desired by all. But among his many dreams, there was one that he kept secret even from himself - the desire to rule over his new firehouse with an iron grip. If only he were a few years older, a bit more assertive, or had a more impressive physique, he could have been the most popular firefighter at Firehouse 148. He certainly had the equipment for it, with his massive manhood that seemed to defy his small stature. However, despite his impressive "hose," Cole lacked confidence due to his diminutive size.

It was a constant struggle for him to believe in his own abilities and Cole's first few weeks at the firehouse were far from ideal. It seemed as though everything was working against him, starting with his fellow firefighters in Firehouse 148. They took pleasure in making their new recruits prove their worth and earn the right to wear the prestigious "148" on their uniforms. But it wasn't just his colleagues who gave Cole a hard time.

Wade Loobie

His trainer, Fireman Wade Loobie, seemed to have a personal vendetta against him, making every moment of training a living hell for the young recruit. To make matters worse, Cole's physical endowment had become somewhat of a joke among the other firefighters, leading to constant teasing and taunting. As he carried around the heavy hose in his pants, he couldn't help but feel like an even bigger target than the average new recruit. Despite the challenges, Cole knew he had to prove himself and earn his place in this brotherhood of brave men.

One fateful night, the alarm blared through Firehouse 148, signaling a fire raging in a nearby apartment building. Cole's heart raced as he scrambled to gear up, his mind filled with doubts and fears. As the team rushed out to the scene, adrenaline coursed through his veins, drowning out the voices of insecurity that usually plagued him.

Amidst the chaos and flames, Cole found himself facing a critical moment - a child trapped on the top floor, crying for help. Without a second thought, he charged into the burning building, his senses heightened by the urgency of the situation. The smoke billowed around him, but Cole pressed on, driven by a newfound determination.

With each step up the stairs, his muscles strained and his lungs burned, but he pushed forward with unwavering resolve. Finally reaching the top floor, he located the frightened child and lifted them into his arms, shielding them from the heat and debris as he made his way back down to safety.

Cole's heart raced with anticipation as he waited for recognition and praise for his heroic actions. But instead, he was met with cold indifference and disdain from Wade, who spat out a mocking remark about his "fucking job". Cole's stomach churned with regret and self-doubt, feeling like a failure for even trying to make a difference. He was far worse off than before, realizing that his efforts only brought more scrutiny and disdain upon himself.

As the group returned to the station, Cole made a beeline for the shower, desperate to wash off the day's grime before being assigned menial tasks by Wade or any of the other senior firefighters. He managed to reach the shower stall just in time, but his relief was short-lived as he heard Wade's distinctive chuckle and saw two of his cronies join him in the cramped space. Despite the hot water cascading down around them, Wade's cruelty was as sharp and biting as ever, fueled by his jealousy over the notable discrepancy between his measly four inches and Cole's impressive nine inches of manhood.

Eli and Jude

As Wade and his two lackeys, Eli and Jude, pinned him against the wall, Cole could hardly believe the depths to which they would sink. With a twisted grin, Wade taunted him, "You lowly pleb always have to wait for us to shower first. Know your place." And with that, Eli and Jude pushed Cole to his knees as Wade let loose a stream of urine.

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The stench and humiliation engulfing him in a suffocating cloud. Cole could feel the hot liquid even through the already warm shower water. It was like Wade was burning his skin with humiliation and rage. Cole knew this was just another sick game for them, but he never could have imagined it would come to this.

Cole's unwanted shower

As Cole stood under the shower, he felt a deep sense of shame and anger bubbling within him. But beneath those emotions, there was a spark of defiance that refused to be extinguished. As the last drops of urine trickled down his body, Cole made a silent vow to himself - he would not let Wade or anyone else at Firehouse 148 break his spirit. He may have been small in stature, but he possessed a strength and resilience that ran deeper than any muscle could reach.

With renewed determination, Cole dried off and dressed in his firefighter uniform, ignoring the snickers and glares from his colleagues. As he walked through the firehouse, he couldn't shake the feeling of being an outsider, but now it no longer filled him with doubt. Instead, it fueled his desire to prove himself, not just to earn the respect of others, but to find acceptance within himself.

His moment of self esteme was short lived as he suddeenly heard the barking of his Stationn Captain ordering him to take kitchen duty for the evening. Cole hated cooking for himself much less 11 other people. Ignoring the sinking feeling in his stomach, Cole forced a smile and nodded obediently at the Captain Lars. As he made his way to the kitchen, he could hear the muffled laughter and whispers of his fellow firefighters behind him. The weight of their ridicule bore down on him, but he straightened his back and squared his shoulders, determined not to let them see how much their words hurt.

In the kitchen, Cole donned an apron and set to work preparing a hearty meal for the firehouse. Despite his lack of culinary expertise, he poured all his focus into what looked like a recipe for chili, determined to prove that he was capable of more than what they saw on the surface. The aroma of sizzling meat and savory spices filled the air, a stark contrast to the tension that lingered in the shower room earlier.

A few of the chiller guys came by and assisted setting out the bowls and another helped to cut the store bought corn bread. As the chili was simmering Cole began to make a pitcher of Sweet Tea.

As the firefighters began to trickle in for dinner, Cole braced himself for their comments and criticisms. But much to his relief most people were to busy eating to pay any attention to Cole. Cole served out seconds and in some cases thirds. He wasn’t very hungry himself, but once all the others had their meals Cole broke into the food.

As dinner began to wind down, Captain Lars insisted that Cole take care of the dishes. Despite his initial frustration, Cole realized this task would give him an extra half hour away from Wade, Eli, and Jude. He quickly excused himself from the table and made his way to the kitchen, breathing a sigh of relief as he closed the door behind him. The warm water cascading down on his skin in the shower had left him feeling refreshed and rejuvenated, and now he could focus on the task at hand - scrubbing the dishes clean. The clinking of plates and silverware echoed through the quiet kitchen as Cole worked diligently, lost in his thoughts. It was a welcome reprieve from the intense conversations and lingering tension at the dinner table.


As Cole scrubbed the kitchen counters, he paused long enough to grab a drink from the stations industrial fridge. He reached into the 12 pack of Crystal Clear the Himbo Labs water that makes your mind clear and at ease. But what Cole pulled out of the box was not Crystal Clear. In his grasp was the most coveted item in existence - the last remaining golden-labeled bottle of Himbo elixir. Many had dismissed it as mere legend, but here it was, labeled as "Twunkade" and glistening with pure, untapped power. Cole's heart raced as he realized the weight of this discovery and the potential it held to change everything he knew.

Whispers of the elusive Twunkade had spread, but few outside of the lab or their trusted ambassadors - Ross, Jackson, Diego, Tim, and Callum - truly understood its power. Rumors swirled on the dark web about its effects: a potion that could turn someone into a muscular Himbo without sacrificing intelligence, or a beautiful Twink without the insatiable lust. For Cole, it seemed like the perfect solution to his problems - not quite as potent as Himbo Juice, not as fleeting as Twink Tea, but just enough to make guys like Wade and his cronies back off. The lab was shrouded in secrecy, with jars of colorful liquids lining every surface and machines emitting strange hums. Cole's heart pounded with excitement and apprehension as he prepared to take his first sip of the mysterious brew.

Just as Cole was about to twist open the cap of the Twunkade bottle, the kitchen door swung open with a loud creak. Startled, Cole whipped around to see Captain Lars standing in the doorway, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Captain Lars' gaze flickered from Cole's guilty expression to the golden-labeled bottle. A heavy silence filled the air as they locked eyes, the weight of the moment hanging between them like a storm cloud ready to burst.

Slowly, Captain Lars stepped further into the kitchen, his eyes never leaving the Twunkade. Cole could see a myriad of emotions crossing the captain's face - disbelief, curiosity, and something else he couldn't quite place.

 

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Cpt Lars

Captain Lars' voice was calm, but the underlying intensity made Cole's heart race. He knew something big was about to happen. "If that is what I think it is," Captain Lars said slowly, pulling out a small vile of a dark orange substance, "everything in your life is going to change. Almost as much as this." He poured the liquid into three glasses of sweet tea and called over the radio for Wade, Eli, and Jude to join them in the kitchen. "Hold off on taking that elixir for a few more minutes, son," he said with urgency in his voice. "I think you'll know when the time is right."

The three firemen that he had called rushed into the room, their faces contorted in anger and disgust. Captain Lars slammed his fist on the table and began to describe a disturbing scene he had witnessed earlier that day. "Imagine my shock and horror when I saw my lead trainer urinating on his innocent trainee in the showers," his words were a scathing rebuke, barely contained by his quiet tone.

The three firemen started to explain themselves, but then realized that their excuses were only making things worse. "You three are going to have a drink with Cole," the chief declared sternly. "You will ask for his forgiveness and raise a toast to each other's health. And after that, I never want to hear about any of you engaging in questionable bathroom activities again, whether consensual or not."

Captain Lars handed out three sweet teas while Cole retrieved his Twunkade bottle. Wade, with the attitude of a spoiled child, half-heartedly apologized. Eli and Jude appeared more remorseful.

Cole watched the unfolding scene with a mix of astonishment and relief. Captain Lars' unexpected intervention had halted his imminent transformation, but it seemed like fate had a different plan in store for him. As Wade, Eli, and Jude reluctantly sipped their sweet tea, Cole hesitated for a moment before picking up the Twunkade bottle once more.

With Captain Lars' sharp gaze fixed on him, Cole made a split-second decision. He knew deep down that this elixir was meant for him, that it held the key to unlocking his true potential. Without a second thought, he twisted open the cap and raised the glistening bottle to his lips.

The liquid was cool and sweet on his tongue, sending a surge of energy through his body. Cole felt a tingling sensation spreading from the tips of his fingers to the ends of his toes, as if every cell in his being was awakening to a new reality. The world around him seemed to blur and distort, colors swirling and merging into a mesmerizing kaleidoscope. Wade, Eli, and Jude exchanged nervous glances as they too felt the effects of the spiked sweet tea taking hold of them.

Their faces shifted from tense fear to pure awe as they were suddenly consumed by a sharp, electrifying vibration. It coursed through their bodies, energizing them with an otherworldly force. Cole and the other firefighters had vastly different responses, one amazed and the others clearly unsettled. The sensation was like nothing they had ever experienced before, both thrilling and unsettling in its intensity.

As the evening breeze blew through the open windows, Captain Lars leaned in and whispered to his companion, "Did I forget to tell you, I mixed in some extra strength Twink Tea with your sweet tea tonight?" At that the Captain slowly slipped out of the kitchen but before he left he told the three that if they could still pass the physical test after their transformation they could stay, but if not they would have to work downtown at a desk job far away from any of his new recruits.

As they stood side by side, Wade's heart sank as he noticed the drastic changes in their appearance. Their once-defined biceps were now mere shadows of their former selves, hidden beneath loose shirts that hung limply on their shrinking frames. Jude's broad shoulders had slumped, his confident stance replaced with a timid posture. The sound of Eli's voice cracked through the air, a stark reminder of the high-pitched tones of adolescence. It was undeniable - they were rapidly regressing into younger, weaker versions of themselves. No longer the muscular and self-assured men they used to be, they now resembled awkward teenage boys going through puberty all over again. It was a jarring sight, one that made Wade's stomach churn with unease.

Equally jarring was the sight of Cole, once a weak and pitiful pleb, standing tall and confident was jarring to say the least.

A mix of pain and pleasure flooded through him as his body underwent a transformation, his mind being rewired in ways he couldn't explain. Gone was the feeling of inferiority that had plagued him for so long, replaced by a newfound knowledge of his immense power and the realization that these mean had treated him like shit because they had been jealous of his giant snake-like cock between his legs. As his mind grappled with these changes, conflicting emotions of superiority and cockiness battled within him, two sides of himself he never knew existed.

As he focused on his body, attuned to the stretching and growth of each individual muscle fiber, Cole marveled at the transformation that had taken place. His once frail frame was now filled out with defined muscles, each one rippling and flexing beneath his skin like a symphony of strength. His posture radiated confidence and power, his broad shoulders squared and his chest puffed out.

The sight of him was enough to make anyone's jaw drop in awe. Standing tall and towering over those around him, Cole's once scrawny form was now bursting with bulging muscles that seemed to pulsate with energy. Every movement he made exuded an air of vigor and self-assurance, a stark contrast to the timid and fragile boy he used to be. It was as if he had shed his old skin and emerged reborn, a stunning and formidable young man who commanded respect from all who laid eyes on him.

The once powerful Wade now a twink with tiny arms

Eli and Jude smaller but sexy

With a gleeful glance, Cole surveyed his former tormentors. He couldn't help but notice that Wade had clearly gotten the heaviest pour of the Twink Tea. The once burly and muscular boys had all transformed into twinks, but Wade's slight frame looked like it could barely support the weight of a ladder or a fire hose. His arms were thin and spindly, lacking the strength they used to hold over Cole. It was almost comical to see how dramatically their roles had reversed since dinner.

Cole's body felt like it was on fire as he noticed his muscles still bulging, his shirt stretched beyond its limits. He frantically searched for a mirror, desperate to see the physical changes happening to him. Finding himself in the very bathroom where he was humiliated by bullies earlier, Cole's memories seemed to no longer bother him in his new state. With one powerful flex, his size small shirt shredded apart, leaving him bare-chested in front of the mirror.

His newfound strength and size attracted unexpected attention from twinky Jude and Eli, who had come to apologize for their past actions and admit their hidden jealousy towards his cock. But their true intentions were more devilish- the two had quickly admitted to each other that they not only wanted to apologize and admit they admired his cock and new body but they were ready to worship his impressive member and indulge in their own newfound gay desires, fueled by Twink Tea's potent effects. Cole realized that these guys were probably not gay just 24 hours ago, but the twisted rumors about Twink Tea proved to be true as it intensified any latent homosexual tendencies within consumers. As the two twinks eagerly groped at his body, Cole couldn't deny the intense arousal that coursed through him, igniting a desire that he never knew existed within himself. In the back of his mind he worried that maybe Wade would come barrging in, but he reemember that there really is no Wade any longer at least not the one he has ever known.

Cole allowed himself to be guided into the shower room as Jude and Eli eagerly pushed Cole underneath steamy cascading water. Like ravenous wolves, they dropped to their knees in front of him, hungrily reaching for his body and exploring every inch with their hands. The steam from the hot shower enveloped them, adding to the intense heat radiating between them. With every touch and kiss, Cole felt himself melting under their skilled touches. He could hardly contain his pleasure as they devoured him with such fervent desire. The two supposed straigt guys sure seemed to know what they weer doing as each took a turn slobbering on Coles cock. Each begging for the chance to compare Cole’s massive shaft to their own twig.

When Cole couldn’t take it any more he set Eli he ground to sucking on his swinging nuts and taint as he masterfully slammed his rock hard staff in and out of Jude. Jude cried out what sounded like the words love and cock. as Jude melted into the tile floor Eli received a chance to ride Cole’s massive cock. Both guys couldn’t help be attracted to the giant meat or to the muscular body it was attached to. As Cole got close both twinks jumped at the chance to catch Cole’s jizz in their mouth. Each taking turns on their knees on opposite sides of the twunk and his monster cock.

Down a dimly lit road, about five miles from the fire station, sat a building that appeared to be a mix of a business center and warehouse. A truck barreled towards the heavily guarded entrance, gaining speed with each passing second. Just before it crashed into the receiving dock door, a shadowy figure, about the size of a 15-year-old, leapt out and landed safely on the ground. Although the location of Himbo headquarters was meant to be top secret, there were certain individuals who knew its whereabouts: the mailman, current and former employees, and fire inspectors. The truck crashed into the loading dock with a loud bang, causing a massive explosion and starting a five-alarm fire. Satisfied with the damage he had caused to the infamous Himbo labs, Wade quietly disappeared into the night.

Meanwhile as Cole, Jude, and Eli former enemies-turned-fuck buddies finished their rendezvous and began to get dressed, they suddenly heard the fire house come alive, with the distinct sound of a five-tone alarm calling them to action.

To be continued in the final chapter: Himbo Labs is on Fire

 

[Belufa]

I need the final chapter asap

 

[deanhuge]

I need the final chapter asap

I have always meant to but I didn't get a lot of feeback on this story. If I know people want the conclusion I will write it up.

 

[ItalMusc]

I have always meant to but I didn't get a lot of feeback on this story. If I know people want the conclusion I will write it up.

please do! Sorry we didn’t do our part! The story is good and the cliff hanger you dropped in the last chapter provides a dark twist to the storyline that you haven’t explored before. So far the darkest moments have been jocks getting unknowingly twinkified but quickly and happily embrace their new roles. Not sure who the scrawny stranger is but the dudes got balls. I have a feeling those balls might be getting a whole lot bigger soon!

 

[marker121]

I have always meant to but I didn't get a lot of feeback on this story. If I know people want the conclusion I will write it up.

I have been checking back frequently for the ending. I just didn't want to be "that person" who kept saying "when are you publishing the next part?"

This has really been one of my favorite fictions on here. If it was a book with the pictures I would buy it, 100%!

 

[deanhuge]

Okay let me pull out my notes and chat with @Ultrabeef about the final artwork.

 

[Anime2]

I have always meant to but I didn't get a lot of feeback on this story. If I know people want the conclusion I will write it up.

To be honest I noticed that to when ever I finished a chapter I'd see zero comments which very surprising to me. I had a feeling it would be a matter before you stopped due to lack of engagement.

Me personally I just finished and I loved it. I'm sick of the same old straight guy gets raped then becomes a bottom slut for everyone in town. I liked that the victim always over came the bullying and the bullies got what was coming to them.

You write very well it's a shame this is most active the comments have been

 

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I am drafting out a final chapter now I hope to have it posted within the week.

 

[Anime2]

I am drafting out a final chapter now I hope to have it posted within the week.

Very exciting, since it's the last chapter please make it long like your earlier chapters

 

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Chapter 10: The Final Chapter (MM, muscle growth, cock growth, illustrated)

For this final chapter the Illustration is both by @Ultrabeef7 whose AI artwork is amazing and is 100% the inspiration behind this story and some of my own art work which supplements @Ultrabeef work, I have tried to immulate as much of Ultrabeef's style with his knowlege. If you enjoy the Ultrabeef illustrations, I invite you to take a look at his Instagram gallery or his work at Deviantart. If you like the premise of this story you will love his artwork.

Wade stood amidst the blazing warehouse, the smell of burnt chemicals and charred metal hanging in the air.

Wade inspects the fire he has caused
Wade knew he had only a few precious minutes to revel in the aftermath of his destructive handiwork. The dimly lit warehouse was a testament to his disdain for the Himbo labs and the men who had unnaturally gained an advantage. Wade had been blessed from birth with a chiseled physique, striking looks, and an impressive endowment. The thought of a corporation handing out these traits like candy infuriated him. He couldn't stand the prospect of everyone else getting a taste of what he considered his superior genetics. His plan for revenge was clear. First, he would reduce this warehouse to ruins, and then he would set his sights on Nashville, where the vial company planned to open an ice cream parlor of all things. Wade was certain that turning Himbo Juice into an ice cream was a ploy to lure children into the twisted Himbo lifestyle. He was determined to single-handedly dismantle the company and its leadership. If he had his way, he would bring down those smug spokesmen too— the towering grocery store boy, the twins, all of their boyfriends. Wade also harbored a particular vendetta against the twink scientist, Oliver. He fantasized about forcing Oliver to return his stolen muscles and endowment, demanding that the scientist make him whole again.

The secrecy and impenetrable security of Himbo Labs led individuals like Wade to speculate that the company was up to something sinister. Take the blazing fire incident, for example. Himbo Labs never disclosed what was being "stored in the warehouse," only insisting it wasn't harmful to humans and wouldn't impact the environment. This fueled rumors, with some suggesting they were developing a new, mass-producible version of Callum's stable cock growth formula, while others speculated about a new anti-anxiety elixir or a concoction that could give you a dad bod. What Himbo Labs did confirm was the presence of a significant stockpile of Himbo Juice, Twink Tea, and Twunkade—enough to supply the entire county for the first month of what was anticipated to be an unprecedented launch.

Regardless of the life-altering formulas hidden within the facility, everything descended into chaos when Wade set off an explosion that shook the building's very foundations, releasing a massive cloud of smoke that covered the entire county. The aftermath was a whirlwind of unexpected outcomes—let's just say the responses were explosively diverse. This is the intense final chapter of what transpired when Himbo Labs lost control and a large purple cloud began randomly transforming anyone who inhaled the aerosol elixirs.

In the aftermath of the explosion, the town was in chaos. The fire from the factory had been burning for nearly 24 hours straight, and rumor had it that the firemen had been completely overwhelmed. The townspeople were trying to go on with their lives, but it was difficult when there was a massive fire raging just outside of town.

This wasn't the first factory fire that the town had experienced, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. In fact, some of the older residents remembered several similar incidents from years past. However, this one felt different. The smoke that filled the air was thicker and more pungent than any previous fires, and there were strange rumors circulating about what caused the explosion.

Some people claimed they saw a figure running away from the scene just before the explosion occurred. Others swore they heard strange noises coming from inside Himbo Labs in the days leading up to the incident. And then there were those who believed that Himbo Labs was conducting dangerous experiments and that this explosion was just a cover-up for their failed attempts.

Meanwhile, those who inhaled the purple cloud from the explosion began to experience bizarre physical changes. Some grew taller and more muscular, becoming chiseled versions of themselves overnight. Others became shorter and leaner, with delicate features and an irresistible aura of innocence. And then there were those who transformed into something entirely unexpected—a combination of both extremes.

The transformations varied in intensity and duration, but one thing was certain: no one remained unchanged after inhaling that mysterious purple cloud.

One of the first to be affected by this strange phenomenon was Wade himself. After setting off the blast in an attempt to destroy Himbo Labs once and for all, he found himself caught in its effects as well.

At first he didn't notice anything out of ordinary—he still looked like the twink he had become from the twink tea. But after a few minutes, he started feeling strange, as if his skin was tingling and his body was being pulled in different directions. He couldn’t be sure but he thought he might be experiencing the effects of Himbo Juice exposure. Yet he continued to stretch and become heavier and taller. What he had mistaken for Himbo was the effects of an experimental Himbo formula known as Daddy Drink.

As Wade began to transform, a wave of disbelief washed over him as he felt the unexpected changes unfolding within his body. Once a hulking mass of muscle, he had been deceived by Captain Lars, who had cunningly transformed him into a slender, toned twink. But now, Wade sensed another shift taking place. He wasn't reverting to his former state of bulging muscles; instead, he was evolving into something more mature, more nuanced. He could feel coarse hair sprouting in unfamiliar places, a tactile reminder of the transformation. His once sharply defined chest was softening, the skin loosening and sagging slightly, signaling the passage into a new phase of his physical form.

In a frantic rush, he dashed toward the mirror mounted on the side of his truck, desperately trying to evade the encroaching flames. What he saw there left him utterly stunned. His once smooth jawline was now cloaked in a dense, salt and pepper beard, a striking contrast to the bare skin he remembered. His chest, too, was now covered with a thick growth of hair he had never seen before, cascading downwards in a wild, untamed manner. His muscles, once sharply defined and lean, were beginning to soften, losing their crisp edges and taking on a fuller, less sculpted appearance. It was as if he had been transformed into a bulkier, more robust version of himself—a quintessential Dad bod—rather than the sleek, toned twink he had been not long ago.

Wade is changed by aerosolized Daddy Drink

His once smooth and boyish face was transformed into a more rugged and mature version of itself. The lines on his face told a story of time and experiences, that were not earned but etched by the changes from the smoke he enhalled from the fire laced with elixirs.

Wade stared at his reflection in disbelief, unable to comprehend the changes that were taking place within him. Slowly, he traced his fingers over the soft layer of fat that was beginning to accumulate around his midsection, where once there had been only chiseled abs.

He couldn't believe it. He had always prided himself on his fit and toned body, never letting a day go by without hitting the gym or going out for a run. But now, it seemed as if all that hard work had been undone in an instant.

As he continued to examine himself in the mirror, he noticed more changes occurring. His arms, which had once been defined by bulging biceps and triceps, were now losing their firmness as they filled out with a layer of fat. His legs, too, were becoming thicker and softer, no longer showcasing the lean muscles they once did.

Feeling a sense of panic rising within him, Wade tried to flex and tighten his muscles, hoping that maybe this was just some strange dream or hallucination. But no matter what he did, he couldn't seem to stop the transformation that was happening to his body.

He couldn't believe it. What kind of twisted experiment was Himbo Labs conducting? And why did this formula affect him so differently compared to others who were also exposed?

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Wade's body continued to change. His shoulders broadened while his waist seemed to thicken with a layer of fat forming around it. Even his hands looked different—larger and rougher than before.

He couldn't deny it any longer—he was going through manapause. The effects of the explosion and the secret Daddy Drink formula which was hidden in the warehouse was now coursing through his veins turning him into an older and more bearish version of himself.

Feeling overwhelmed with emotion, Wade stumbled back from the mirror and darted towards the woods behind the warehouse. Wade didn't know what to do or where to turn for help. All he knew was that he needed answers from Himbo Labs.

With shaky hands, Wade grabbed his phone and dialed the number for Himbo Labs' customer service line. After several minutes on hold, he finally spoke with a representative who assured him that they were aware of the firee,had experts working on finding a solution and then they hung up.

Wade was in a panic. He realized he needed to track down Oliver, the guy everyone was talking about in the Himbo press and news. As he started believing that Oliver had the answers he sought and could assist him, his anxiety intensified. His mind was consumed with thoughts of how attractive he found the younger Oliver and his desire to be with someone younger. Damn, he thought, not only do I have a Dad bod, but I'm actually becoming a Daddy.

Oliver gets the notice of an Emergency

Oliver was having dinner with his ex-boyfriend Harvey when they both received urgent text messages. Upon learning about the disaster, they quickly started contacting scientists, cleanup teams, and former famous Himbo users like Diego, Simon, Callum, Jackson, Ross, and Tim. These past winners had been trained for situations like this in case a meltdown-level crisis occurred. As the Himbo labs driver took Oliver and Harvey to the Himbo private airfield, Oliver called the twins, Callum and Ross, informing them that this was not a drill and they needed to head to the Gainesville Regional Airport, where a helicopter would be waiting to take them and their boyfriends to the explosion site.

Christian the College Football Star
Not everyone's transformation was as difficult or unwelcome as Wade's. Christian was back from college and was using his parent’s garage to do some maintenance on his car. As he was working on the vehicle he found that he had to take a few breaks. The intense schedule of two football practices a day had taken a toll on his knees. He was exceptionally skilled and loved the game, but he also aspired to become an Ocean Biologist. The demands of football practice and travel were interfering with his true dream of becoming a marine veterinarian. Additionally, he was weary of constantly having to hide his true self. A few teammates knew and were supportive, but he worried about the coaching staff's reaction, so he chose to conceal his identity as a gay man, focusing instead on the weight room, classroom, and biology lab.

While Christian was working on his car, he noticed his parents' neighbors had hired professionals to do their yard work. Across the street, a truck bore the sign "Larry's Landscaping Co." Just past the truck, a very attractive Hispanic guy was tending to the grass. Christian estimated him to be around 18 or 19 years old. Christian wouldn’t admit it to most, but he felt a twinge of envy. Sure, having a massive muscular build was great, but that guy probably enjoyed a good night's sleep and didn’t need ice baths just to ease the pain in his knees.

Juan couldn't believe his luck. The cute guy across the street was checking him out! Juan had always been shy and self-conscious about his appearance. Growing up in a small town with a macho culture, he often felt like an outsider.

But now, as he caught the eye of the handsome guy across the street, Juan felt a surge of butterflies, but he straightened his back and flashed a smile at Christian as he continued mowing the lawn.

Christian was worried when he saw the twinky guy start flirting. Mostly worried because he was afraid he had given the guy the wrong impression. Christian wanted to be like the small guy not with the small guy. He wanted to be the short skinny one and with someone who could toss him around.

Juan was about to make a move when a dark purple cloud of smoke overcame the two guys. The thick industrial smoke smelled oddly sweet and yet both guys seemed to be choking on the black soot coming down from what they correctly assumed was the warehouse fire that had occured the night before.

Juan was the first to experience the fiery sensation. A wave of transformation surged through his body, his veins coursing with a heat as intense as molten lava. His skin tingled and warmed as his muscles contracted and grew. He sensed every muscle in his body vibrating with sheer power. Juan's chest expanded, his pecs firming and pressing against his shirt, which now contoured to his pronounced pecs, biceps, and developing abs. His shoulders broadened, becoming more defined and granting him a more assured, even slightly arrogant posture. It was evident that he had inhaled a substantial amount of Twunkade. But the changes didn’t stop there. Suddenly, Juan could personally confirm the rumors. Himbo Labs had been working on a stable version of the Big Dick Energy drink, and Juan had received an enormous, indeed massive, dose of it.

Juan’s cock throbbed, flowing with an energy that seemed to defy the laws of nature, swelling with pure, pulsating force, and rising like a an oak tree from the Earth. It wasn’t that it just grew tall equally mouth watering was its massive girth.

Juan is transformed by a combo of Twunkade and Big Dick Energy Drink

Christian was slack jawed he couldn’t believe how hot Juan’s transformation was. He was just about to wander over and start flirting when he was knocked to the ground with a loud buzzing sound echoing in his head. He suddenly felt his muscles becoming lighter and more defined in their form. His body seemed almost weightless yet incredibly powerful at the same time. As he caught a glimpse of himself in the reflection of his car window, he realized that he was no longer the massive mass of muscle he once was but instead was becoming smaller.

Christian didn’t need the situation explained to him, he had already worked out that their was some form of Himbo Elixir in the smoke that was filling his lungs. As Christian’s muscles continued to shrink he was certain that whatever Juan inhaled he got the opposite. He clearly believed he had breathed in some version of Twink Tea. However, he was incorrect.

As Christian’s muscles shrank, they also seemed to harden, each one becoming like steel as they slowly transformed into the ideal body of a champion swimmer. His once bulky pecs became firm and defined, his abs becoming more pronounced and chiseled. Christian could feel his body being carved into perfection, each muscle tense and toned.

But that wasn’t the only change that was happening to him. As his body continued to transform, his hair grew longer and thicker until it formed perfect waves. His jawline sharpened, making him look even more handsome than he already was.

Christian couldn’t believe what was happening to him. He had always dreamt of having the perfect swimmer’s body, but he never thought it would become a reality like this. He couldn’t the rush of power and confidence surging through him. As a defensive football player he new his role was to stand his ground not to move or let anyone by him. Now he felt lighter and faster. His body instinctively knew it was its job to move. What Christian had thought was Twink Tea had actually been a healthy dose of Himbo Sports Drink. Already an athlete of great talent the Himbo Sports Drink had transformed Christian into a world class swimmer one that was far superior to nearly anyone on earth. While Christian didn’t know it but within him was the ability to break swimming speed record after record.

Christian can't believe how much he loves his smaller swimmers body

(To be continued)

 

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Meanwhile, Juan’s transformation seemed to have reached its peak as well. His cock stood at an impressive 10 inches long and was so thick that it looked almost unreal. Every movement showing off his incredible bulge.

But it wasn’t just physical changes that both men were experiencing. Their minds seemed to be shifting as well. They both felt more carefree and confident than ever before, their worries and anxieties melting away with each passing second. Juan feeling like he belonged in this body and Christian feeling like he could finally be his true self.

"Wow, man," Juan called out from the other side of the street. He didn't need to elaborate as Christian crossed over and boldly ran his hand along Juan's clothed abs. "Don't stop, man, I know you're curious about what's in my shorts. I noticed how your eyes widened when you saw my bulge. Your tongue is practically hanging out of that sexy mouth of yours."

Without bothering to conceal themselves, Juan and Christian began going at it right on the ground in the backyard of Juan's client. Juan pushed Christian, the former muscular giant, onto the ground and lifted his newly slender legs into the air. Initially, Christian felt a sharp pain, but after a minute or two, it transformed into cries of ecstasy and delight. They continued passionately for what felt like an eternity, and the last anyone saw of them, they were in the bushes at Christian's house, with Christian figuring out how to satisfy the new person in his life.

Christian rode Juan's cock, each inch making him want more and more

Both were thrilled with their transformation, in stark contrast to Wade's misery.

Juan and Christian were merely the start; entire groups of individuals across the city were undergoing transformations. Each time a guy inhaled the smoke from the fire, another change occurred. Sometimes whole groups would uniformly change and other times each individual in the group would have a unique experience.

As the smoke from the fire spread across the city, more and more people were experiencing transformations. Some were subtle, a slight bit taller, a few pounds lighter. Others were more drastic, like Juan and Christian's physical changes.

One such transformation occurred the second afternoon of the fire in a park across town, where two older gentlemen were enjoying a game of chess. They had been friends for decades, meeting at this same spot every week to catch up and challenge each other's strategic skills.

Two elderly men playing chess

But as they played their game, something strange began to happen. It was subtle at first, a hand that looked less wrinkled, a bicep that felt somehow stronger.

Confused but intrigued, they continued playing their game until one of them looked up at his opponent and let out a gasp. His friend's face had transformed from wrinkled and weathered to smooth and youthful.

They both sat in shock realizing that they were both experiencing the same effects of breathing in an aerosolized version of Twink Tea. With each passing moment, their bodies grew younger and stronger until they no longer resembled two elderly men but rather two young men in their prime.

The two elderly men became mega hot 19 year old twinks

They quickly abandoned their game of chess in favor of exploring their new bodies. They ran through the park with newfound energy and vigor, laughing and shouting like carefree teenagers. Ending up in a park restroom unable to wait until they got home. As they threw caution out the door they founded themselves humping like bunnies flip flopping, exploring each others twink bodies in the park restroom stall, the spry 19-year-olds were destined to be lovers they just had to figure out how to break it to their grandkids.

Meanwhile, several blocks away in the town park, a pick-up softball game was taking place. It was just your average group of guys, ranging in age from 18-21, playing a friendly game on a sunny day. But things were about to take an unexpected turn.

The town's 18-21 year old Softball team

As one of the players hit the ball out of the park, something strange began to happen. Each player started to grow taller and more muscular with every breath they took. Their clothes began to strain against their growing bodies as they became massive hulking brutes.

Their jaws and necks grew larger, their chests expanded into massive pecs, and their arms bulging with muscle. Within minutes, the once average group of guys had become towering muscled giants. Their minds seemed to change as well, becoming more primitive and primal with each passing second. They grunted and flexed for each other, showing off their newfound strength and power.

The softball team becomes mindless Himbos in the middle of the game

The men, now transformed into massive, muscular giants, playfully grapple with each other in the park. The once average group of guys had transformed into towering goliaths, their bodies rippling with bulging muscles and their clothes straining against their newly enlarged frames. They grunted and flexed, playfully wrestling with each other in a primal display of dominance.

Amidst all the turmoil on the ground, news vans hurried to the scene just before members of the state national guard established a firebreak at a distance that would prevent the fire and smoke from reaching it for at least a day or two. The governor hoped that the fire would be extinguished and the smoke would clear before it reached the newly constructed fire line.

The town was under a stringent quarantine, preventing anyone from entering or leaving. The sole exceptions were a Learjet bearing the Himbo Lab insignia, which transported Oliver and Harvey, the chief scientist and chief psychologist of Himbo Labs. and a helicopter which arrived just moments after the learjet. Inside the helicopter were four transformed college students, Callum and his twin brother Ross and their boyfriends Jackson and Tim. Along with the college guys the helicopter carried in Diego and Simon, the grocery store couple who caused the entire Himbo Juice phenomenon.

Oliver raced over and explained the situation. In addition he had eight shots of clear liquid inside a briefcase. He explained that the guys should consider taking the shots as it would make them immune to any changes that might be caused by breathing in any gaseous elixirs.

With roles assigned each of the guys went about attempting to prevent more random changes or to assist those who had already changed.

Boyfriend’s Jackson and Callum set up a life skills tent handing out properly fitting clothes, nutrition supplements, and teaching people what these physical and mental changes might mean in their new lives.

Callum provides a former daddy a small shirt fitting his new twink size body

Jackson teaches former marching band member Brian how to mix a protein shake

Diego and Simon offered an impromptu workshop to help family members who were struggling with the new near strangers in their lives. Simon used Diego’s own experience as a Himbo to offer advice and reassurance to those families who were feeling overwhelmed with their sons, fathers, even grandfathers that had transformed into massive muscle Himbos or Tiny Twinks.

As the guys went about the town attempting to help clean up the mess that had become the population. Ross and Tim attempted to begin a registration of those who wanted to meet with Himbo Scientist to try and reverse what had occured.

Ross signs up the former Debat Club who are now incredibly attractive twunks

Tim has his own registration process for who he and Ross will help later

All throughout the day, Oliver triaged new people that were brought into the makeshift tent city in front of the city hall and library. Love your change he sent you to Callum and Jackson, family of those who did not wish to change back over to Simon and Diego, and those who refused to accept their new bodies and lives went to Russ and Tim.

(To be continued)

 

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Near mid day Oliver and Harvey were speaking with the press when an ambulance raced up to the tents. Inside like clowns leaving a clown car a gaggle of twinky firemen piled out of the emergency vehicle. The group of five firemen turned 18 year old sex fiends all found that their own sweat had become laced with twink tea and so when the sweat got in their eyes their personal breathing equipment did not prevent their transformation.

Twink fireman arrive at the tent clinic seeking help

“What happened?” Harvey asked.

“Our sweat,” another firefighter explained. “It got in our eyes when we were fighting a fire and suddenly we were like this.”

Oliver and Harvey exchanged a look before turning back to the firefighters.

“We might be able to help,” Oliver said. He pulled out two vials one labled Himbo Juice and the other listed as Change Blocker. Oliver explained that because they were first responders that they had priority in being returned to their natural state. He also offered the last five shots of Change Blockers he had on him.

Of the five firefighters all five eagerly took the Change Block shots, however in a surprise move only three o of the five were willing to take the Himbo Juice. Oliver assured them that he could find a way to restore some or all of their intelligence, but the two refusing to change back to their former beefy bodies chose no to change simply because being twinky and sexy felt right.

After changing into more fitting clothes from the life skills tent set up by Callum and Jackson, the two twink took on new roles within the emergency team, using their EMT skills rather than risking going back into the fire without proper fitting personal protection gear, such as masks and helmets.

As time passed, more people arrived at the tents seeking assistance as their loved ones changed before their eyes. Some accepted their transformations with open arms while others struggled with their new bodies and identities. Simon and Diego provided counseling sessions, sharing their own experiences as a Himbo family and helping others come to terms with their changes. However it became helpful to also have the EMTs who saw patients who had grown to fast and put their heads into ceiling flans and arms that burst though car windows when people suddenly had massive biceps to contend with.

Helping their patient who is light headed from losing so much weight so fast

ours later, the news arrived that the fire had finally been extinguished.

It was while Oliver was on camera that a deranged older man tried to attack Oliver live on air. However before the stranger could cause any damage the police were able to subdue him and take him in for questioning. Word got back to the volunteers that the crazy man had confessed to starting the fire. He had agreed to plead guilty if Oliver would change him back from a big belly daddy to a firehouse stud. Oliver politely refused and told the police that a terrorist such as Wade deserved to suffer through it all.

Oliver and his band of volunteers turned to the good people of the town that deserved their attention. All told it took over a year and a half of constant work by Himbo labs scientist to repair the damage, setting up a foundation and rebuilding the warehouse so that they could repair lives and keep people employed at their distribution center. While Callum, Ross, Jackson, and Tim came back often they went on to finish college and live happily in New York. While a slightly altered Diego and an extremely altered Simon moved to Hollywood.

The End