| Hormone Manipulation 2
By my eighteenth birthday, I had stopped growing my body and all of its appendages had reached their present size. It was at this time that my dad told me the truth about my vitamins. He told me the whole story about how it had been an experiment to produce the ultimate male. I was in total shock. My height, hairiness, and cock size had been created by the vitamins that I had taken my entire life. However, I was more shocked to find out that when I stopped taking the hormone manipulation pills that my cock and balls would decrease in size by about 50% over the next six months.
At first this really excited me. After all, trying to hide massive cock and balls had grown quite difficult and thought of being able to wear whatever I wanted was pretty appealing. Shrinking to 8 inches of hard meat wouldn’t be that bad. But the more I thought about it the more I hated the idea of going small. I was really in love with my 16 inch hard-on. I loved the way it felt as it throbbed on my chest. I loved drenching myself from head to toe in hot sticky cum when I jacked-off. It was all me and I was truly in love with what I was packing. I knew I could not let this end as my father told me it was about to do. No more pills after today.
That night as I lay in bed, I decided that I would break into my father’s lab at the university and steal all of the pills that I could. I would create my own stockpile of pills so that I could stay big for as long as possible. Shortly after midnight, I was on my way to the university. I had no other choice.
When I arrived at the lab, I found an unlocked window and easily made my way to the storage closet in my father’s office. With the help of a crow bar, I easily pried the hinges off the cabinet and gained access. Much to my excitement, I found 12 bottles of 100 hormone manipulation pills. I had hit the mother-load! This would last me about four years at my current rate. The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. I could feel the excitement throbbing through my dick. It was growing down my leg until I could feel the head bobbing against my knee. I was hard and I loved it. I then felt the first drop of pre-cum dribble all the way down my leg, almost soaking my sock. I needed to go home and take care of this.
When I got home, I immediately hid 11 of the bottles in the attic of the garage and made a dash to my room with the other bottle. I stripped down jumped in the bed and began to stare at my limp 12.5 inch dick. Mine forever I thought. Then it hit me: not forever, only until the pills ran out. But what if I increased the dosage? Would I grow larger and faster? If so, I could get bigger and then stop and let my dick shrink the 50%. Yes, that’s what I would do! Increase the dosage to achieve more growth. Once again I could feel the excitement brewing in my loins. I immediately popped open the bottle and swallowed twelve pills. The thought of dick the next day had me hard. I jumped into the bed and slowly stroked my dick with both hands until it throbbed with mind blowing excitement, rubbing all over my hairy chest and leaving trails of glistening pre-cum. I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed an old plastic grocery bag and wrapped it around the head of my huge boner and stroke like crazy. The orgasm that followed was insane: eleven ropes of cum filling the bag with at least a liter of cum. Exhausted from the sheer ecstasy of the orgasm, I rolled over and fell asleep.
Sometime during the night, I woke up with a terrible pain in my crotch. As I rolled over in the bed, I realized I had an erection. But this was no ordinary erection. It was just stiff and hurt. No throbbing, just total stiffness. My balls also ached. I reached down and grabbed my left nut. Much to my surprise it would no longer fit in my hand. I jumped out of bed and turned on the light and looked in the mirror. My chest was covered in a thick two-inch carpet of black coarse hair and my face looked like I hadn’t shaved in a week. My attention then turned back to my nuts. They were the size of basketballs! The skin was tight against them. They had grown to fast and the skin was starting to be stretched, that’s what was causing the pain. My dick was sticking straight out and still not throbbing. I ran to my desk and grabbed the tape measure that I had used so many times before and placed it against my dick. Much to my amazement my cock measured just over 18 inches. I had grown two inches and it had only been 4 hours!
I was so excited. I got back in the bed and pulled my cock up against my chest. It now touched my nipples. I began to rub my nipples with my cock head, bending down to give it an occasional lick. Suddenly, I began to orgasm. My body began to shudder in total delight without producing one drop of cum. Once again exhausted, I rolled over and fell asleep.
The next day, I woke up and it was almost 2 P.M. I had slept for about 10 hours since waking up during the night. I immediately through back the covers and grabbed the measuring tape. I scooted to the edge of the bed and let my junk dangle of the edge. Holy shit! My balls were the size of basket balls and hovered about 6 inches from the floor and the head of dick lay on the floor. I pulled out the tape and stood up. My limp dick slapped against my knee as I stood and measured 18 inches, a full two inches longer than my hard-on yesterday. I immediately began to get hard, but my dick didn’t start to stick out like it had before. It just began to grow towards the floor. I put my hand around the base, barely reaching all the way around, and began shaking this python that was dangling between my legs. When it finally stopped growing it measured a whopping 24.5 inches. I had 2 feet of thick meat throbbing down my leg. It was fucking amazing!
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