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this is a long post and is very much a one a done story, usually i would break my stories up into bitesize chunks, but i wrote this whole story in one sitting after being inspired, and so decided to share it in all its glory, i hope you enjoy it! Matt x
“see you after break!” Martin waved to his room mate and first friend on campus, Jason Larue
the pair were both quiet, shy and nerdy types, matin was studying microbiology, jason physics
the pair were so painfully shy they didnt realise the other was gay until the first meeting of the universities LGBT+ society, cementing their friendship even further
many an evening spent watching sci fi, scoffing at the ludicrous faux sci fi jargon,lamenting over their lack of game with guys
the pair text through christmas, martins dad had gotten drunk and tripped into the christmas tree
jason sent the gif of homer simpson merging into the hedge
on the way back to dorms martin couldnt wait to see his friend
he walked in, unpacking in jasons room was some unknown person
“erm excuse me? Thats my friend jasons room.....” he said
“erm it is me.....”the person spun around, despite the drastic changes there was no mistaking this person for jason
“what the fuck happened?” martin asked taking his friend in
his once greasy floppyhair was now a stylish spiky coife
he was no longer wearing his glasses
his once acne riddled skin was clear
his patchy facial hair was now a manly stubble
he appeared to have put on a fair amount of muscle, seemed more confident now
“what? My uncle paid for me to get lasik, I hit the gym a little, maybe a second puberty,that can happen.... how was your christmas?” jason said clealry trying to change the subject
the body that was under that hoodie was not one made after 2 weeks of training, he looked like a lifelong gym rat
that night martin awoke to an unusual sound
through the thin wall he heard the unmistakeable thumping of a headboard hitting the wall
“oh fuck your dick is so big.....fuck you're stretching me in two!”
“shut the fuck up my room mate will hear you!”
the next day some twink was all over jason kissing him and begging for another round
jason shooed them out the door, if martin didnt know any better he would say jason now looked even bigger, his stubble more fuller, his skin glowing, his eyes all the more seductive
“sounds like you had some fun last night.....” martin scoffed sipping his coffee
justin chuckled “sorry about that!”
“bit theatrical all that wailing!”
jason shrugged
his robe fell open and martin saw his boxers, yet another change, the pair had seen eachothers bodies repeatedly, there was no way that bulge was all him, not in such a short amount of time
something was wrong here, very very wrong
the following friday martin followed jason to a local night spot, he watched as a myriad of hot guys threw themselves at him, he chose one and took them to the backroom
20 mins later they exited again, the guy going from a 10 to a 5, and jasons appearance even more improved
this happened over and over
martin creeped into th eback room and found jason on his knees sucking the hot strangers cock
“i cant believe yo utalked me into doing this!” the guy groaned stroking jasons head
he moaned and groaned and slurped
“fuck im going to cum....!” the guy groaned
with a shudder he clearly shot, and jason kept sucking, as the guy thrashed and moaned and groaned
as jason sucked the guys face became greasy, the hair became limp, the muscles grew softer, the stubble grew patchy
jason stopped sucking, kissing the guy and leading them back to the club
jason again looked hotter than ever, stranger and stanger, science couldnt explain this
martin waited at their kitchen table, jason eventually came home
“we need to talk”
“can it wait til the morning....” jason replied hanging up his jacket, exhausted
“i saw you tonight,in the back rooms”
jason froze
“i dont know what you thought you saw!?” jason said trying but failing to mask the hint of panic in his voice
“then come, sit and explain to me what I saw”
jason reluctantly sat,he was exhausted and needed to clean his teeth
“fine.....”
December 23rd
jason wandered around his local gay bar, the usual faces still doing the rounds, a few people greeted him warmly, bought him welcome home rounds
across the bar he felt someone staring at him intently, the hottest guy he had ever seen
“not gonna come over and say hi?” a husky seductive voice said walking over to him
“do I know you?” jason asked looking into the mans deep brown eyes
“its me, Brandon”
jason gasped, last time he had seen brandon he was a short pip squeak with a squeaky voice, skin and bones, bottle glasses and braces, milk bottle pale, ginger hair standing up in tufts of shocking orange, jason had only been gone for 4 months, he couldnt have changed this much so quickly
standing before him was a man, jason had to look up to look into his face, he was built like a muscle daddy, peaking out of his deep v was a forest of chest hair, his head hair was still ginger, but now a deep auburn, without his glasses his eyes were hypnotising
he found himself back at brandons
“no offence mate but how have you gone from that” gesturing to a photo of the brandon he remembered “to this” running his hand accidentally down brandons chest
“let me fuck you and I will show you” brandon purred
the pair kissed and fondled, brandons cock felt massive
usually jason would insist on safe sex, he knew the stats
but something about this made him crave it bare
hours later he was bent over against the window, his ass well and truly stretched out by brandons thick steel hard cock, brandon was insatiable, everytime jason thought he was close he would keep pounding
witha growl brandon began shooting what felt like a gallon of cum, jasons own load splattered the window, he felt the world getting dark, his body lowered to the floor
as his eyes fluttered open it was morning
“shitI must have fallen asleep in my gla....” he noticed his spectacles next to him, his vision was suddenly 20/20
he walked gingerly to the bathroom, he felt hungover but he had only had 2 beers last night at the bar
he took a piss and looked up into the mirror, he stifled a scream
the guy in the mirror was gorgeous, sharp cheek bones, real beard stubble, stylish hair, perfect white teeth, a muscular body, his pecs dusted with dark chest hair, it was then that he noticed his cock, though soft was filling his hand
he sat on the floor milking his cock, it grew well beyond its previous size, easily monstrously big, not as thick as brandons had been last night but still an insane size
as he shot his load over himself brandon came into the bathroom for his morning bathroom break
“i guess you have some questions.....”
present day
“a succubus..... all of this is due to a succubus, who spreads their curse, through penetrative sex and the only way to maintain the results is to suck guys cocks”
jason nodded
“you do know this sounds mad right!” martin scoffed
“literally look at this”
jason handed martin his phone
it was open to his gallery, a series of photos all time stamped “23rd december” that year in the photos was the jason martin had known, the next photo was “24th december” and was of the new hotter jason, partying with a very hot red headed guy that martin presumed was brandon from the story
“only one way to prove its real....” martin said matter of factly
“how?”
“fuck me!”
“what!?” jason spluttered
“if what you say is true, then fuck me!”
“you dont want this.... “
“to be a hottie with a monster cock? Fuck off! Besides worse case scenario we have sex and you have to reveal the truth!”
jason sighed, though he would never admit it he had always had a crush on martin, but been too painfully shy, and now he was a succubus he knew he could have martin, but didnt want him to be cursed to feed off of others hotness
jason stood letting his robe drop, he was naked, his skinny frame exposed
immediatley jasons cock began to stir in his trousers, the unmistakeable need to share the curse brewing
jason stood
“bend over the table” he said in a commanding tone
martin felt compelled to do as he was told, he bent over
he yelped feeling jasons meaty tongue lapping at his tight hole, his stubble grazing the sensitive flesh
“oh fuck!” he whimpered, his 5 inch cock now painfully hard and leaking precum steadily onto the floor
he winced feeling jasons fingers start to probe and test, jason knew despite his new size if he wished to fuck martin it would not only fit but feel amazing to martin
he pulled martin back to standing and kissed him, placing martins hand on his monster cock
“fuck!” martin marvelled
“10 inches” jason replied knowing what was coming next
“how big will mine become?” martin asked
“no idea, I think its random.... think you're ready for the upgrade?”
though martin still thought the whole thing was ludicrous he couldnt help but picture life with a huge cock
martin knelt licking and sucking on jasons cock and balls looking up at his friend
jason moaned stroking martins hair
after what felt like hours on his knees jason pulled martin to his feet laying him on the table placing his legs on jasons broad strong shoulders
he lined up his cock
martin braced himself for the inevitable pain taking such a large cock would cause no matter how much he wanted it
to his surprise there was no pain, just instant pleasure
jason chuckled at the surprise on martins face
he bent down kissing jason taking slow gentle strokes
each movement sent a wave of pleasure through martin, making him crave more
jason kept his slow pace but his trusts became harder, making the table creak and shake
martin held on to jasons back his mouth open wide in a silent cry of pleasure
effortlessly jason picked martin up off the table scared it may break, bouncing martin off his monster cock like he weighed nothing, like he was a fleshjack
as the sun began to rise, the flat was totally trashed, every surface and room used in the marathon fuck fest
martin was barely maintaining conciousness
“last chance to back out!” jason panted feeling his balls tighten
in response martin pulled jason in deeper
that was all it took
with a growl he shot his heavy load deep inside his flat mates well fucked ass
he felt martin go limp, he carefully carried him to his bed, and put him under the covers
“i hope your experiment was worth it” jason thought to himself as he closed the door
the next day martin awoke with a start, such a strange dream
he stumbled dazed into the lounge area, everything was normal
he passed the mirror in the hallway and froze, looking back at him was a stud
and between his legs was a cock 6 inches soft and meaty hanging above two large low hanging nuts, he carefully pulled the foreskin back revealing a decent head, he felt the cock slowly fill with blood and grow in his palm
he watched in the mirror
a thought struck him
he walked as calmly as he could back to his room grabbing his ruler from his desk
once hard, the veins bulging he held his ruler and found the head of hiscock reached the very end, the 12 inch mark
he sat playing with his new toy relishing the power his new cock gave him
he felt his balls tighten, in his previous life he shot a dribble so he failed to prepare for the ropes that flew out of his flared cock head hitting his heaving newly formed pecs and 6 pack
he cleaned up and made his way to breakfast
“now do you believe me?” jason scoffed
That weekend
“Nick dont look now but those two hot guys are looking at you!”
“oh piss off like they would ever... wait are they coming over!”
“hey, my friend and I think your cute, want to come with us to the back room for some fun, your friend too!”
“sure!”
as the 4 went to the back jason and martin gave eachother a knowing smirk
THE END
“see you after break!” Martin waved to his room mate and first friend on campus, Jason Larue
the pair were both quiet, shy and nerdy types, matin was studying microbiology, jason physics
the pair were so painfully shy they didnt realise the other was gay until the first meeting of the universities LGBT+ society, cementing their friendship even further
many an evening spent watching sci fi, scoffing at the ludicrous faux sci fi jargon,lamenting over their lack of game with guys
the pair text through christmas, martins dad had gotten drunk and tripped into the christmas tree
jason sent the gif of homer simpson merging into the hedge
on the way back to dorms martin couldnt wait to see his friend
he walked in, unpacking in jasons room was some unknown person
“erm excuse me? Thats my friend jasons room.....” he said
“erm it is me.....”the person spun around, despite the drastic changes there was no mistaking this person for jason
“what the fuck happened?” martin asked taking his friend in
his once greasy floppyhair was now a stylish spiky coife
he was no longer wearing his glasses
his once acne riddled skin was clear
his patchy facial hair was now a manly stubble
he appeared to have put on a fair amount of muscle, seemed more confident now
“what? My uncle paid for me to get lasik, I hit the gym a little, maybe a second puberty,that can happen.... how was your christmas?” jason said clealry trying to change the subject
the body that was under that hoodie was not one made after 2 weeks of training, he looked like a lifelong gym rat
that night martin awoke to an unusual sound
through the thin wall he heard the unmistakeable thumping of a headboard hitting the wall
“oh fuck your dick is so big.....fuck you're stretching me in two!”
“shut the fuck up my room mate will hear you!”
the next day some twink was all over jason kissing him and begging for another round
jason shooed them out the door, if martin didnt know any better he would say jason now looked even bigger, his stubble more fuller, his skin glowing, his eyes all the more seductive
“sounds like you had some fun last night.....” martin scoffed sipping his coffee
justin chuckled “sorry about that!”
“bit theatrical all that wailing!”
jason shrugged
his robe fell open and martin saw his boxers, yet another change, the pair had seen eachothers bodies repeatedly, there was no way that bulge was all him, not in such a short amount of time
something was wrong here, very very wrong
the following friday martin followed jason to a local night spot, he watched as a myriad of hot guys threw themselves at him, he chose one and took them to the backroom
20 mins later they exited again, the guy going from a 10 to a 5, and jasons appearance even more improved
this happened over and over
martin creeped into th eback room and found jason on his knees sucking the hot strangers cock
“i cant believe yo utalked me into doing this!” the guy groaned stroking jasons head
he moaned and groaned and slurped
“fuck im going to cum....!” the guy groaned
with a shudder he clearly shot, and jason kept sucking, as the guy thrashed and moaned and groaned
as jason sucked the guys face became greasy, the hair became limp, the muscles grew softer, the stubble grew patchy
jason stopped sucking, kissing the guy and leading them back to the club
jason again looked hotter than ever, stranger and stanger, science couldnt explain this
martin waited at their kitchen table, jason eventually came home
“we need to talk”
“can it wait til the morning....” jason replied hanging up his jacket, exhausted
“i saw you tonight,in the back rooms”
jason froze
“i dont know what you thought you saw!?” jason said trying but failing to mask the hint of panic in his voice
“then come, sit and explain to me what I saw”
jason reluctantly sat,he was exhausted and needed to clean his teeth
“fine.....”
December 23rd
jason wandered around his local gay bar, the usual faces still doing the rounds, a few people greeted him warmly, bought him welcome home rounds
across the bar he felt someone staring at him intently, the hottest guy he had ever seen
“not gonna come over and say hi?” a husky seductive voice said walking over to him
“do I know you?” jason asked looking into the mans deep brown eyes
“its me, Brandon”
jason gasped, last time he had seen brandon he was a short pip squeak with a squeaky voice, skin and bones, bottle glasses and braces, milk bottle pale, ginger hair standing up in tufts of shocking orange, jason had only been gone for 4 months, he couldnt have changed this much so quickly
standing before him was a man, jason had to look up to look into his face, he was built like a muscle daddy, peaking out of his deep v was a forest of chest hair, his head hair was still ginger, but now a deep auburn, without his glasses his eyes were hypnotising
he found himself back at brandons
“no offence mate but how have you gone from that” gesturing to a photo of the brandon he remembered “to this” running his hand accidentally down brandons chest
“let me fuck you and I will show you” brandon purred
the pair kissed and fondled, brandons cock felt massive
usually jason would insist on safe sex, he knew the stats
but something about this made him crave it bare
hours later he was bent over against the window, his ass well and truly stretched out by brandons thick steel hard cock, brandon was insatiable, everytime jason thought he was close he would keep pounding
witha growl brandon began shooting what felt like a gallon of cum, jasons own load splattered the window, he felt the world getting dark, his body lowered to the floor
as his eyes fluttered open it was morning
“shitI must have fallen asleep in my gla....” he noticed his spectacles next to him, his vision was suddenly 20/20
he walked gingerly to the bathroom, he felt hungover but he had only had 2 beers last night at the bar
he took a piss and looked up into the mirror, he stifled a scream
the guy in the mirror was gorgeous, sharp cheek bones, real beard stubble, stylish hair, perfect white teeth, a muscular body, his pecs dusted with dark chest hair, it was then that he noticed his cock, though soft was filling his hand
he sat on the floor milking his cock, it grew well beyond its previous size, easily monstrously big, not as thick as brandons had been last night but still an insane size
as he shot his load over himself brandon came into the bathroom for his morning bathroom break
“i guess you have some questions.....”
present day
“a succubus..... all of this is due to a succubus, who spreads their curse, through penetrative sex and the only way to maintain the results is to suck guys cocks”
jason nodded
“you do know this sounds mad right!” martin scoffed
“literally look at this”
jason handed martin his phone
it was open to his gallery, a series of photos all time stamped “23rd december” that year in the photos was the jason martin had known, the next photo was “24th december” and was of the new hotter jason, partying with a very hot red headed guy that martin presumed was brandon from the story
“only one way to prove its real....” martin said matter of factly
“how?”
“fuck me!”
“what!?” jason spluttered
“if what you say is true, then fuck me!”
“you dont want this.... “
“to be a hottie with a monster cock? Fuck off! Besides worse case scenario we have sex and you have to reveal the truth!”
jason sighed, though he would never admit it he had always had a crush on martin, but been too painfully shy, and now he was a succubus he knew he could have martin, but didnt want him to be cursed to feed off of others hotness
jason stood letting his robe drop, he was naked, his skinny frame exposed
immediatley jasons cock began to stir in his trousers, the unmistakeable need to share the curse brewing
jason stood
“bend over the table” he said in a commanding tone
martin felt compelled to do as he was told, he bent over
he yelped feeling jasons meaty tongue lapping at his tight hole, his stubble grazing the sensitive flesh
“oh fuck!” he whimpered, his 5 inch cock now painfully hard and leaking precum steadily onto the floor
he winced feeling jasons fingers start to probe and test, jason knew despite his new size if he wished to fuck martin it would not only fit but feel amazing to martin
he pulled martin back to standing and kissed him, placing martins hand on his monster cock
“fuck!” martin marvelled
“10 inches” jason replied knowing what was coming next
“how big will mine become?” martin asked
“no idea, I think its random.... think you're ready for the upgrade?”
though martin still thought the whole thing was ludicrous he couldnt help but picture life with a huge cock
martin knelt licking and sucking on jasons cock and balls looking up at his friend
jason moaned stroking martins hair
after what felt like hours on his knees jason pulled martin to his feet laying him on the table placing his legs on jasons broad strong shoulders
he lined up his cock
martin braced himself for the inevitable pain taking such a large cock would cause no matter how much he wanted it
to his surprise there was no pain, just instant pleasure
jason chuckled at the surprise on martins face
he bent down kissing jason taking slow gentle strokes
each movement sent a wave of pleasure through martin, making him crave more
jason kept his slow pace but his trusts became harder, making the table creak and shake
martin held on to jasons back his mouth open wide in a silent cry of pleasure
effortlessly jason picked martin up off the table scared it may break, bouncing martin off his monster cock like he weighed nothing, like he was a fleshjack
as the sun began to rise, the flat was totally trashed, every surface and room used in the marathon fuck fest
martin was barely maintaining conciousness
“last chance to back out!” jason panted feeling his balls tighten
in response martin pulled jason in deeper
that was all it took
with a growl he shot his heavy load deep inside his flat mates well fucked ass
he felt martin go limp, he carefully carried him to his bed, and put him under the covers
“i hope your experiment was worth it” jason thought to himself as he closed the door
the next day martin awoke with a start, such a strange dream
he stumbled dazed into the lounge area, everything was normal
he passed the mirror in the hallway and froze, looking back at him was a stud
and between his legs was a cock 6 inches soft and meaty hanging above two large low hanging nuts, he carefully pulled the foreskin back revealing a decent head, he felt the cock slowly fill with blood and grow in his palm
he watched in the mirror
a thought struck him
he walked as calmly as he could back to his room grabbing his ruler from his desk
once hard, the veins bulging he held his ruler and found the head of hiscock reached the very end, the 12 inch mark
he sat playing with his new toy relishing the power his new cock gave him
he felt his balls tighten, in his previous life he shot a dribble so he failed to prepare for the ropes that flew out of his flared cock head hitting his heaving newly formed pecs and 6 pack
he cleaned up and made his way to breakfast
“now do you believe me?” jason scoffed
That weekend
“Nick dont look now but those two hot guys are looking at you!”
“oh piss off like they would ever... wait are they coming over!”
“hey, my friend and I think your cute, want to come with us to the back room for some fun, your friend too!”
“sure!”
as the 4 went to the back jason and martin gave eachother a knowing smirk
THE END
